I only have one previous experience with this compound. I was impressed then, and i stick by my impression: it is without a doubt beautiful.
preliminaries out of the way: adult male, with some experience with various chemicals. the dose was ~28mg, powder, parachuted on an empty stomach in the early hours of the night. the trip itself lasted around 6 hours. surprizing is that the dose this time was lower tham my previous attempt, yet the trip was more intense, more visual, more satisfying.
t:0 dose was eaten, waiting on the computer for first alerts, in the while talking to friends, or just surfing around
t+0:30 the first alerts are apparent, and the quick comeup encourages me to go for a walk. i find the fresh air relaxing, the freedom of moving about exhilerating. mild oevs are becoming apparent, with surfaces shining like brand new, faces of people showing exaggerated expressions, and lights reflecting like sparkles from edges.
t+1h i begin to realize this trip might be stronger than expected. i return home only to find the journey is just beginning. the change from the cool air to the warm one inside is felt throught the body, all the hairs on my back are sensitive to the flow of the clothes, of the air.
t+1:20
headphones on, music on. the show begins, the curtains retract.
there is great energy within. at first it feels a bit like anxiety, a bit like a fast comeup on mushrooms, but it is so clear, so clean, so unavoidable... moving is imperious. i start dancing around, i feel in tune with the music, with the space around me.
outside, the colors of the night sky melt into the surrounding building tops. the arials look like they are just places where the pain from the sky was scratched off. i become distracted but the change of music to a more hypnotic rythim pulls me back into this trance.
and what a beautiful trance it is. music is like a path, or better, a spell, that is being read into my mind, performing magic around me. the patterns around me become apparent, then disintegrate into colors, repating over and over all around me. i counjure up images of perfect geometry, of strings intertwined and spiralling in tune with my movements. the air itself is but a liquid my hands take great pleasure in parting. i run my fingers through it, i can almost feel it, like sand pouring out of a clasped hand. amazed at how clear the vision is, i try to explore other views, and notice that i feel as though floating, freed from gravity.
looking deeper in the strands of air, colors become apparent, again enveloping me in a beautiful blanket or warmth. at this moment, i feel grateful again, for the luck of being here in this day and age, in this time of great technology, but also content with my life, my family, friends.
the music picks up again, and in waves takes me on a manic dance. again, visually it is stunning, i feel spaces, i can see the weight of the vision projected. synethesia is deliciously treating my ears, coupling beautiful and exotic sounds to feelings of warmth, or refreshing cool, even drops of water.
moving my arms, i get the sensation i could rip appart the very fabric of air. which i do of course, again discovering spirals of color behind the loom of airstrands.
changing a track, and a change of setting, to a darker, cooler room, changes the trip parameters. i am away from the coloured painting of before, and into the darkness of a shadow jungle, with flourescent plants and hidden animals. it is cool, mysterious, a little frightening, but not in a bad way, in a way a means to exploring fear while feeling perfectly safe, not unlike a rollercoaster. I am surrounded by darkness, feeling a little out of place, with shapes and figures of cool colors, unsettled, but at the same time fascinated by their exoticness, their alien character.
i return to the warm room i was previously in. the glass of the windows is surreal, with trapped diamonds that catch the light and reflect it, dissected in warm glows. i reach out to touch such a diamond. it is solid, clear, and under my finger. the music helps me detach its properties. it feels as though i now have an orb in my palm....
my own body seems perfect, in a biological evolutionary way. in the dim light, looking at my leg gives me the impression it is motionless, cold, like that of a statue. i begin to imagine such a life, but quickly am whisked away by a change of music.
at some point i wipe my hands with a moist towel, the disposable kind. the perfume seems sweet, and yet refreshing. i begin to wipe my hands, and see the whiteness of the paper wash off onto me, my skin persisting white, sparkly, perfumed, with small bubbles like i was imerrsed in champaigne
and so it goes on, with new tracks, new scenarios unfold before my eyes, some simpler, some more complex. a vision of a song being played by flames and heated molten metal is imagined...
chocolate is wonderful to eat. so is a banana, and various other sweets i find lying around the room. i consume a lot of water, and there are several trips to the toilet because of this. towards the end of this plateau there is mild stomach discomfort.
but the chocolate. the sweets. eating them, feeling the sweetness on my tongue made the air around me a warmer hue, gave me a warm wrapping.
t+4:30 i can feel the effects wavering, slowly diminishing. note that i was experiencing very little confusion in the previous part as well.
this is a surprisingly beautiful part of the trip. even though i recognize the comedown, the beauty wont let me go. listening to mellow tunes, the music appreciation stays high, every note is felt, every key resonates. what follows are 1:30h of a slow sunrise being watched from a warm bed by a body tired with dancing, and smiling, and gratefulness. some residual visual effects persist, giving the room various dimensions and orientations, as well as some melodies taking me through small windows to the coloured place again. the air is no longer liquid, there are no more strands, but i feel all the same happy.
t+6h drifted off into sleep, with some difficulty due to too much light (non substance related) and awake 4h later.
day after: a beautiful day, with lingering (or is it persisting) music appreciation, i am happy, a little tired, but still grateful and in very good spirits. Appetite is great, as are energy levels.
Overall a very beautiful compound, with astonishing visuals, great energy and superb music appreciation, at the cost of mild anxiety on the comeup, mild GI problems, and little in the way of confusion
Sorry if the description seems a bit overindulgent. I wrote this TR pretty much for myself, to remember some details.
preliminaries out of the way: adult male, with some experience with various chemicals. the dose was ~28mg, powder, parachuted on an empty stomach in the early hours of the night. the trip itself lasted around 6 hours. surprizing is that the dose this time was lower tham my previous attempt, yet the trip was more intense, more visual, more satisfying.
t:0 dose was eaten, waiting on the computer for first alerts, in the while talking to friends, or just surfing around
t+0:30 the first alerts are apparent, and the quick comeup encourages me to go for a walk. i find the fresh air relaxing, the freedom of moving about exhilerating. mild oevs are becoming apparent, with surfaces shining like brand new, faces of people showing exaggerated expressions, and lights reflecting like sparkles from edges.
t+1h i begin to realize this trip might be stronger than expected. i return home only to find the journey is just beginning. the change from the cool air to the warm one inside is felt throught the body, all the hairs on my back are sensitive to the flow of the clothes, of the air.
t+1:20
headphones on, music on. the show begins, the curtains retract.
there is great energy within. at first it feels a bit like anxiety, a bit like a fast comeup on mushrooms, but it is so clear, so clean, so unavoidable... moving is imperious. i start dancing around, i feel in tune with the music, with the space around me.
outside, the colors of the night sky melt into the surrounding building tops. the arials look like they are just places where the pain from the sky was scratched off. i become distracted but the change of music to a more hypnotic rythim pulls me back into this trance.
and what a beautiful trance it is. music is like a path, or better, a spell, that is being read into my mind, performing magic around me. the patterns around me become apparent, then disintegrate into colors, repating over and over all around me. i counjure up images of perfect geometry, of strings intertwined and spiralling in tune with my movements. the air itself is but a liquid my hands take great pleasure in parting. i run my fingers through it, i can almost feel it, like sand pouring out of a clasped hand. amazed at how clear the vision is, i try to explore other views, and notice that i feel as though floating, freed from gravity.
looking deeper in the strands of air, colors become apparent, again enveloping me in a beautiful blanket or warmth. at this moment, i feel grateful again, for the luck of being here in this day and age, in this time of great technology, but also content with my life, my family, friends.
the music picks up again, and in waves takes me on a manic dance. again, visually it is stunning, i feel spaces, i can see the weight of the vision projected. synethesia is deliciously treating my ears, coupling beautiful and exotic sounds to feelings of warmth, or refreshing cool, even drops of water.
moving my arms, i get the sensation i could rip appart the very fabric of air. which i do of course, again discovering spirals of color behind the loom of airstrands.
changing a track, and a change of setting, to a darker, cooler room, changes the trip parameters. i am away from the coloured painting of before, and into the darkness of a shadow jungle, with flourescent plants and hidden animals. it is cool, mysterious, a little frightening, but not in a bad way, in a way a means to exploring fear while feeling perfectly safe, not unlike a rollercoaster. I am surrounded by darkness, feeling a little out of place, with shapes and figures of cool colors, unsettled, but at the same time fascinated by their exoticness, their alien character.
i return to the warm room i was previously in. the glass of the windows is surreal, with trapped diamonds that catch the light and reflect it, dissected in warm glows. i reach out to touch such a diamond. it is solid, clear, and under my finger. the music helps me detach its properties. it feels as though i now have an orb in my palm....
my own body seems perfect, in a biological evolutionary way. in the dim light, looking at my leg gives me the impression it is motionless, cold, like that of a statue. i begin to imagine such a life, but quickly am whisked away by a change of music.
at some point i wipe my hands with a moist towel, the disposable kind. the perfume seems sweet, and yet refreshing. i begin to wipe my hands, and see the whiteness of the paper wash off onto me, my skin persisting white, sparkly, perfumed, with small bubbles like i was imerrsed in champaigne
and so it goes on, with new tracks, new scenarios unfold before my eyes, some simpler, some more complex. a vision of a song being played by flames and heated molten metal is imagined...
chocolate is wonderful to eat. so is a banana, and various other sweets i find lying around the room. i consume a lot of water, and there are several trips to the toilet because of this. towards the end of this plateau there is mild stomach discomfort.
but the chocolate. the sweets. eating them, feeling the sweetness on my tongue made the air around me a warmer hue, gave me a warm wrapping.
t+4:30 i can feel the effects wavering, slowly diminishing. note that i was experiencing very little confusion in the previous part as well.
this is a surprisingly beautiful part of the trip. even though i recognize the comedown, the beauty wont let me go. listening to mellow tunes, the music appreciation stays high, every note is felt, every key resonates. what follows are 1:30h of a slow sunrise being watched from a warm bed by a body tired with dancing, and smiling, and gratefulness. some residual visual effects persist, giving the room various dimensions and orientations, as well as some melodies taking me through small windows to the coloured place again. the air is no longer liquid, there are no more strands, but i feel all the same happy.
t+6h drifted off into sleep, with some difficulty due to too much light (non substance related) and awake 4h later.
day after: a beautiful day, with lingering (or is it persisting) music appreciation, i am happy, a little tired, but still grateful and in very good spirits. Appetite is great, as are energy levels.
Overall a very beautiful compound, with astonishing visuals, great energy and superb music appreciation, at the cost of mild anxiety on the comeup, mild GI problems, and little in the way of confusion
Sorry if the description seems a bit overindulgent. I wrote this TR pretty much for myself, to remember some details.
