Pattern
Greenlighter
Substances: 120mg 5-MeO-DALT Freebase (off-white, texture of fine sand), 45mg Zopiclone, 9mg Etizolam
Bodytype: 30, male, 82kg (~181lbs), no tolerance or co-medication
Time 00:00- Ingest 120mg 5-MeO-DALT in a capsule, on an empty stomach. Start watching a TV show downloaded on my PC.
+00:15- First subtle effects. I feel my thought process beginning to “swim” slightly, the show seems funnier.
+00:30- A head-rush is now in progress and I have a permagrin. There is added emotional depth to the comedy drama I’m watching.
+00:45- Getting somewhat dizzy and uncomfortable. I decide to go the toilet and then go and lie down. When walking I notice a lilliputian distortion, in that I feel smaller than usual relative to my environment. The change of scenery (after watching TV for 45mins) shows me I’m “further out” mentally than I’d realised. I say this is similar in intensity to a very strong cannabis buzz (albeit different).
+01:00- Lying down listening to music. The physical feeling keeps alternating between pleasure and discomfort, which is a theme that will characterise the trip. On an “upswing” I feel pleasant numbness, to the point where I feel almost floaty like on a dissociative. If I try, I can see parallels to being stoned. Music sounds good, though not as good as on cannabis. There is also increased sexuality and horniness, although this is a mental rather than tactile thing (as the numbness I feel includes the genital area too). At times, the feeling is very close to being blissful, but annoyingly it never seems to peak or breakthrough to full-on psychedelic bliss. Instead, I find myself pining for a good old blaze of the weed (which I’ve given up).
On the downside, I keep getting bouts of head/eye-ache and palpitations, which keep messing up the experience. Also, I need to lie down as moving about brings on dizziness.
+01:30- I resume watching the TV show. Faces of characters are getting a little distorted, becoming squashed and puffy, but I can still follow the plot well enough.
+02:00- Feel a second “come-up”, where my head begins to rush again and light-headedness returns. A little uncomfortable but not enough to warrant a lie-down.
+03:00-03:30- The headache I’ve had on and off is getting steadier and starting to hinder my viewing pleasure. I decide to switch off and lie down again. Music is so-so. Mentally I’m not sure where I am. “High” isn’t the word. Intoxicated seems right. I feel unpleasant physical inner-tension.
+04:00- Make some instant noodles and eat. As I’ve found on this substance before, enjoyment of food is decreased. The numbness I feel seems to also kill off taste, turning food into bland stuff I just chew and swallow mechanically. As I eat, I don’t feel right in my body, as if the nerves aren’t quite wired correctly. It’s an oddly unpleasant sensation, and I’m getting fed up of this intoxicated feeling that is not letting up. I stare out of the window and notice the beauty of the leaves on a nearby tree, all hanging in unison.
+4:30- Decide to go to bed. But the discomfort in my body soon becomes full-blown akathisia. I have so much tension in my limbs that I need to constantly stretch my various muscle groups and contort my limbs. I lie there twisting and turning over and over, desperate to find a comfortable position, which never happens.
+5:00- The physical stimulation and akathisia feels like it could easily last another few hours. I have to be up in just over 6 hours, and the prospect of no sleep is daunting. I decide enough is enough, and pop 30mg Zopiclone followed 10 mins later by 4mg Etizolam (taking into account how rediculously wired I am). Soon a pleasant mellowness has settled on top of the 5-MeO-DALT, but I’m not drowsy. I become engrossed in dreamlike fantasies and imaginary conversations. This semi-hypnagogic state is, for me, a specific hallmark of Zopiclone vs. other GABAergics. I lie there for about 30 mins lost in pleasant daydreams before realising I need some actual sleep. I top up with 15mg Zopiclone and wait.
+6.00- In a disinhibited state of greed I randomly pop another 5mg Etizolam. I’ve already broken my benzo-abstinence, so what could a few more pills do? Then I sleep. When I awake I’m ataxic and slurring and I have marked anterograde amnesia the whole day.
Summary: I think I’ve pushed this tryptamine as far as I can. The body-load was overwhelming at times and lingered on and on, requiring heavy sedation to finally deal with it. I don’t even feel that raising the dose would have provided additional worthwhile mental effects. There is a definite ceiling on this drug which prevents full attainment of psychedelic effects. I agree with this report which suggests it’s main value is demonstrating the feeling of body-load in a psychedelic.
Bodytype: 30, male, 82kg (~181lbs), no tolerance or co-medication
Time 00:00- Ingest 120mg 5-MeO-DALT in a capsule, on an empty stomach. Start watching a TV show downloaded on my PC.
+00:15- First subtle effects. I feel my thought process beginning to “swim” slightly, the show seems funnier.
+00:30- A head-rush is now in progress and I have a permagrin. There is added emotional depth to the comedy drama I’m watching.
+00:45- Getting somewhat dizzy and uncomfortable. I decide to go the toilet and then go and lie down. When walking I notice a lilliputian distortion, in that I feel smaller than usual relative to my environment. The change of scenery (after watching TV for 45mins) shows me I’m “further out” mentally than I’d realised. I say this is similar in intensity to a very strong cannabis buzz (albeit different).
+01:00- Lying down listening to music. The physical feeling keeps alternating between pleasure and discomfort, which is a theme that will characterise the trip. On an “upswing” I feel pleasant numbness, to the point where I feel almost floaty like on a dissociative. If I try, I can see parallels to being stoned. Music sounds good, though not as good as on cannabis. There is also increased sexuality and horniness, although this is a mental rather than tactile thing (as the numbness I feel includes the genital area too). At times, the feeling is very close to being blissful, but annoyingly it never seems to peak or breakthrough to full-on psychedelic bliss. Instead, I find myself pining for a good old blaze of the weed (which I’ve given up).
On the downside, I keep getting bouts of head/eye-ache and palpitations, which keep messing up the experience. Also, I need to lie down as moving about brings on dizziness.
+01:30- I resume watching the TV show. Faces of characters are getting a little distorted, becoming squashed and puffy, but I can still follow the plot well enough.
+02:00- Feel a second “come-up”, where my head begins to rush again and light-headedness returns. A little uncomfortable but not enough to warrant a lie-down.
+03:00-03:30- The headache I’ve had on and off is getting steadier and starting to hinder my viewing pleasure. I decide to switch off and lie down again. Music is so-so. Mentally I’m not sure where I am. “High” isn’t the word. Intoxicated seems right. I feel unpleasant physical inner-tension.
+04:00- Make some instant noodles and eat. As I’ve found on this substance before, enjoyment of food is decreased. The numbness I feel seems to also kill off taste, turning food into bland stuff I just chew and swallow mechanically. As I eat, I don’t feel right in my body, as if the nerves aren’t quite wired correctly. It’s an oddly unpleasant sensation, and I’m getting fed up of this intoxicated feeling that is not letting up. I stare out of the window and notice the beauty of the leaves on a nearby tree, all hanging in unison.
+4:30- Decide to go to bed. But the discomfort in my body soon becomes full-blown akathisia. I have so much tension in my limbs that I need to constantly stretch my various muscle groups and contort my limbs. I lie there twisting and turning over and over, desperate to find a comfortable position, which never happens.
+5:00- The physical stimulation and akathisia feels like it could easily last another few hours. I have to be up in just over 6 hours, and the prospect of no sleep is daunting. I decide enough is enough, and pop 30mg Zopiclone followed 10 mins later by 4mg Etizolam (taking into account how rediculously wired I am). Soon a pleasant mellowness has settled on top of the 5-MeO-DALT, but I’m not drowsy. I become engrossed in dreamlike fantasies and imaginary conversations. This semi-hypnagogic state is, for me, a specific hallmark of Zopiclone vs. other GABAergics. I lie there for about 30 mins lost in pleasant daydreams before realising I need some actual sleep. I top up with 15mg Zopiclone and wait.
+6.00- In a disinhibited state of greed I randomly pop another 5mg Etizolam. I’ve already broken my benzo-abstinence, so what could a few more pills do? Then I sleep. When I awake I’m ataxic and slurring and I have marked anterograde amnesia the whole day.
Summary: I think I’ve pushed this tryptamine as far as I can. The body-load was overwhelming at times and lingered on and on, requiring heavy sedation to finally deal with it. I don’t even feel that raising the dose would have provided additional worthwhile mental effects. There is a definite ceiling on this drug which prevents full attainment of psychedelic effects. I agree with this report which suggests it’s main value is demonstrating the feeling of body-load in a psychedelic.
