4-ho-dipt - second time - You're Late!
So on Friday night I decide give Iprocin a second shot after a very interesting 20mg experience about 5 days earlier. During the previous experience, I was with 2 other people and it came on extremely fast (within 15 minutes) and felt almost like a extremely speedy cannabis high underneath a pychedelic backdrop. I'd never laughed so much in my life, for a good solid 4 hours we laughed maniacally at just about everything around us, constantly using strange wordplay to make more hillarious little speeches and rants. This time I was going solo.
My stomache wasn't feeling the greatest because a few hours earlier I had eaten a little too much pizza and had drank a couple rum drinks (mojitos I believe) my drunken parents had offered me. I decided to start small this time, 12mg to start then another 12mg set aside as a booster if needed. At 10:45 I dumped the the small pile of powder onto my tongue and quickly washed it down with a glass of water, then sat down in front of the computer to check my email as I eagerly awaited for the effects to kick in. By 11:30 I was feeling absolutely nothing at all so I opted to take the booster then began to listen to some Download as I knew something had to happen at this dosage.
Another 15 minutes went by with nothing at all. I figured it must just be taking forever for the compound to sink in this time, possibly because of the liquor soaked pizza sitting in my stomache. My dog had been guilt tripping me for the last couple hours to take him for a walk, so I finally gave in and went for a walk along the wooded trail near my home. I walked for about 30 minutes enjoying the fresh air and the pleasant night atmosphere, crossing my fingers that the Iprocin would finally kick in and make things even more breathtaking. Unfortunetly by the time I got back home around 12:40AM I still felt no noticeable effects except for a very minor body load, just my body telling me I ate a chemical and nothing more. This was extremely disapointing, and I began coming to the conclusion that because I had left the bag containing the substance in open air for the last 5 days, that the potency had somehow degraded almost completely.
With this in mind, at somewhere around 1:00 I recklessly decided to eat my remaining 20mg in a gel cap and hope for the best. For the next hour and a half I sat around and surfed the web and worked on a little music patiently awaiting for SOMETHING to happen. At around 2:35 I felt tired and got ready to go to sleep, thoroughly disapointed about tonight's experiment. As I lay in my bed reading, suddenly completely out of nowhere an utterly bizarre wave of weirdness slipped through me, and little tryptamine visuals began manifesting themselves. From here on things only got more and more intense and by 3:00 I was tripping really, really hard. Looks like I was going to have to cancel that "going to sleep" plan.
For the next 3 hours I was completely gone. It felt almost identical to some of my strongest mushroom trips, but with a flavor all it's own. Audio began getting very strange and overwhelming, as rain began to pour outside I began getting visions of Lovecraftian sea monsters outside my windows and visions of snakes, insects, and a living black ooze creeping through all the cracks and corners of my room. Staring at the ceiling brought on visuals so overwhelmingly complex and animated that I'd have to bury my head in my pillow to avoid getting dizzy and naseous. It felt as if my bed was a raft floating along a roaring river in a jungle of some strange alien universe.
As the full fledged amusement park ride came to a halt, I popped an Infected Mushroom CD into my walkman, then hit the lights and chilled out in the dark, enjoying the synatheasia along with remaining colorful, almost acid-like visuals flowing throughout the darkness. Around 7:00AM pretty much all the effects were gone and sleep came on relatively easy. When I woke up the following afternoon I had a really wicked afterglow and spent most of the day wondering around the city checking out art galleries and observing in wonderment all the strange and beautiful things being sold at saturday market.
In my humble opinion this drug has almost as much potential as mushrooms, and am looking forward to buying a much larger batch in the future for safe keeping. It has restored my faith in the visionary prowess of man-made entheogens. I'm wondering still though, what made this high come in almost 4 hours late? Shulgin states in tihkal that no other chemical hits you quicker, and from my previous experience I would have to agree. Did it somehow get stuck inside my liquor soaked pizza, making me have to wait for my digestive system to break it down? I don't know. I'm looking forward to seeing if anyone else out there has had similiar experiences. Anyway, thanks a lot to taking the time to read my first post here. Until next time, take it easy and happy tripping.
substancecode_4hodipt
So on Friday night I decide give Iprocin a second shot after a very interesting 20mg experience about 5 days earlier. During the previous experience, I was with 2 other people and it came on extremely fast (within 15 minutes) and felt almost like a extremely speedy cannabis high underneath a pychedelic backdrop. I'd never laughed so much in my life, for a good solid 4 hours we laughed maniacally at just about everything around us, constantly using strange wordplay to make more hillarious little speeches and rants. This time I was going solo.
My stomache wasn't feeling the greatest because a few hours earlier I had eaten a little too much pizza and had drank a couple rum drinks (mojitos I believe) my drunken parents had offered me. I decided to start small this time, 12mg to start then another 12mg set aside as a booster if needed. At 10:45 I dumped the the small pile of powder onto my tongue and quickly washed it down with a glass of water, then sat down in front of the computer to check my email as I eagerly awaited for the effects to kick in. By 11:30 I was feeling absolutely nothing at all so I opted to take the booster then began to listen to some Download as I knew something had to happen at this dosage.
Another 15 minutes went by with nothing at all. I figured it must just be taking forever for the compound to sink in this time, possibly because of the liquor soaked pizza sitting in my stomache. My dog had been guilt tripping me for the last couple hours to take him for a walk, so I finally gave in and went for a walk along the wooded trail near my home. I walked for about 30 minutes enjoying the fresh air and the pleasant night atmosphere, crossing my fingers that the Iprocin would finally kick in and make things even more breathtaking. Unfortunetly by the time I got back home around 12:40AM I still felt no noticeable effects except for a very minor body load, just my body telling me I ate a chemical and nothing more. This was extremely disapointing, and I began coming to the conclusion that because I had left the bag containing the substance in open air for the last 5 days, that the potency had somehow degraded almost completely.
With this in mind, at somewhere around 1:00 I recklessly decided to eat my remaining 20mg in a gel cap and hope for the best. For the next hour and a half I sat around and surfed the web and worked on a little music patiently awaiting for SOMETHING to happen. At around 2:35 I felt tired and got ready to go to sleep, thoroughly disapointed about tonight's experiment. As I lay in my bed reading, suddenly completely out of nowhere an utterly bizarre wave of weirdness slipped through me, and little tryptamine visuals began manifesting themselves. From here on things only got more and more intense and by 3:00 I was tripping really, really hard. Looks like I was going to have to cancel that "going to sleep" plan.
For the next 3 hours I was completely gone
. It felt almost identical to some of my strongest mushroom trips, but with a flavor all it's own. Audio began getting very strange and overwhelming, as rain began to pour outside I began getting visions of Lovecraftian sea monsters outside my windows and visions of snakes, insects, and a living black ooze creeping through all the cracks and corners of my room. Staring at the ceiling brought on visuals so overwhelmingly complex and animated that I'd have to bury my head in my pillow to avoid getting dizzy and naseous. It felt as if my bed was a raft floating along a roaring river in a jungle of some strange alien universe. As the full fledged amusement park ride came to a halt, I popped an Infected Mushroom CD into my walkman, then hit the lights and chilled out in the dark, enjoying the synatheasia along with remaining colorful, almost acid-like visuals flowing throughout the darkness. Around 7:00AM pretty much all the effects were gone and sleep came on relatively easy. When I woke up the following afternoon I had a really wicked afterglow and spent most of the day wondering around the city checking out art galleries and observing in wonderment all the strange and beautiful things being sold at saturday market.
In my humble opinion this drug has almost as much potential as mushrooms, and am looking forward to buying a much larger batch in the future for safe keeping. It has restored my faith in the visionary prowess of man-made entheogens. I'm wondering still though, what made this high come in almost 4 hours late? Shulgin states in tihkal that no other chemical hits you quicker, and from my previous experience I would have to agree. Did it somehow get stuck inside my liquor soaked pizza, making me have to wait for my digestive system to break it down? I don't know. I'm looking forward to seeing if anyone else out there has had similiar experiences. Anyway, thanks a lot to taking the time to read my first post here. Until next time, take it easy and happy tripping.
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