Depersonalized
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Substance: Dextromethorphan
Dose: Approx 650mg
Duration: 6-7 hours.
M.O.A.: Oral
I was asked by a friend if i would be interesting in performing the agent lemon
extraction technique on some Robitussin cough syrup. I agreed, since i have not yet been able to try this even though i had everything that was needed.
We extract the dxm from 2 118ml (15mg per 5ml) cough syrup, which should leaves us with roughly 650mg. We are left with a small amount of liquid called agent lemon that we stored in the refrigerator until we picked a day to dose.
Later in the week, a Wednesday i think it was, my friend E and i decide to take our dose on this night. M decided not to. Both of us were excited for the night. It was going to be E's first trip on dxm and my first trip on a high 3rd plateau.
I was picked up at my house by a guy i have only met on one other occasion (He shall be called T). He was going to be hanging out with us for the night. We drove to M's house where we planned out what we were going to be doing. We were going to be spending the majority of the night at a park that overlooked a small portion of the city. I was excited to trip!
T drove M and myself to the park and started to smoke some weed. E and his friend soon joined us. We sat in the car smoking bowl after bowl, and eventually a joint that i had rolled earlier. E was in his car with his friend smoking weed also. During the session E and i decided to ingest our agent lemon. I held my nose and swallowed the vile liquid and washed it down with a lemon flavored Gatorade. It tasted horrible, but thankfully the taste did not linger.
For some reason or another we got out of the car and walked over to the playground. We walked around for a couple minutes looking for a place to smoke. I have been to this park a few times so i lead everyone to a place to smoke that had the perfect place to keep an eye peeled for the 5-0 or any one suspicious. We smoke some more bowls and joked around. I couldn't tell if i was coming up on the dxm yet, but i was definitely baked.
We wondered around the park, talking and messing around. I still was unable to determine whether or not i was feeling any dxm. E's stomach was becoming upset, so we headed back to the cars. We all got into T's car and listened to music. E was becoming increasingly more upset and nauseas and eventually spews outside. This is when i begin to feel the dxm take hold.
The come up was very fast, much faster than normal. I believe, that because the amount of liquid i consumed was far less than 336ml of thick syrup, my body was able to digest it quickly, therefore the dxm was metabolized into dxo much faster and sent to my nmda receptors more efficiently. This was like no other previous dxm come up i've experienced, i was gone before i knew it. Nausea was non-existent.
While sitting in the car, i put my headphones in and turned my iPod on. I sat back, relaxed, and closed my eyes, knowing this could be my last physical interaction with reality. I became dissociated in moments. I had my eyes closed for the entire ride back to M's house. (At the time, i had no idea where we were going or why). With my eyes closed and music playing, i was disconnected from anything outside of my mind. I felt the car moving and jerking, and it felt as though i was traveling through space at high speeds.
I do not remember walking from the car to M's house at all, just entering the house. I was told that i was robowalking quite nicely. The first thing i did when i entered M's house was locate the couch and throw myself on it. I noticed E on the other couch, i could tell he was well into his dxm trip, he was saying a lot of random things, non of which i can remember. M put on the tv. I tried to watch and make sense of what was happening, but became mentally fatigued trying to figure out what the television was depicting, so i returned to the world behind closed eyes.
This part of the trip is not present in my memory. I was awake, but far from conscious. There is not a word that accurately describes the state i was in. With my eyes closed (i think), i began to notice a CEV of a very large paramecium. Instantly, i felt my existence manifest itself within the cilia that covered the large yellowish pinkish colored cell. (Strange i know, i could not make this stuff up if i tried.)
After an unknown amount of time (what's time again?), i 'awoke' from the state i was in and noticed it was dark in the room (it was full of light last time i remembered). I could not tell if i had fallen asleep or if i was just so deep in the trip i hadn't noticed anything that was going on outside of my head. I had no idea what time it was, but the dxm was still going strong, although i think the peak had ended. I was really tired, and could not sleep. E was snoring loudly and this kept me awake. Without really thinking if M was asleep or not, i asked him if there was a place upstairs i could sleep. I heard him say that i was free to look for a place upstairs, so i disembarked on this journey to the second story of the house.
I started up the stairs. This was very difficult, because not only was it dark, the effects of the dxm made my eyesight next to worthless. I made it to the top of the stairs and was confronted by a small corridor that had 5 doors on the walls. One was cracked open, so i decided to check that first. There was no place to sleep in this room, so i returned to the corridor. Everything i looked at had a neon green saturation to it. Like i was looking through night vision goggles. I opened one of the closed doors. I saw a bed! At last, i can sleep! Until i noticed that there were about 50 different stuffed animals already occupying the bed. I returned again to the hallway. I entered another door and found a bed with more stuffed animals on top of it. Not wanting to destroy the display, i left the room. At this point i was becoming extremely aggravated. There was a dog that lived in this house, and he was at my feet, barking, the entire time i was upstairs. Unknowingly, while searching the remaining rooms, i closed the door on the dog and trapped him inside. I stood in the hallway, with no idea what to do next, and noticed a Hannah Montanna poster on one of the doors to a room i had previously searched. I didn't think much on it, until i turned around and noticed the same poster on the door behind me. This was very disturbing. I was unable to comprehend what this was all about. Was i being fucked with? This poster was haunting me! The upstairs portion of the house was becoming to hard to deal with, so i walked down the stairs to a landing in the middle. I don't remember this (and i don't doubt it), but M told me that i just stood there for 2 minutes, then went back upstairs. M said i eventually returned downstairs and sat on the couch.
"Man... Upstairs is crazy." I said.
Next thing i know, it is early morning, around 7, and M and E are quietly talking. I woke up and felt very mild effects. E and i left M's house and E took me home.
Final commentary: For the first high 3rd plateau dxm trip i've taken, i had a blast. It was extremely intense and i was really disoriented the entire time. I hope i can re-visit this dose again, and i would really be interested in taking more. This could very well be the most intense trip i've taken.
Substance: Dextromethorphan
Dose: Approx 650mg
Duration: 6-7 hours.
M.O.A.: Oral
I was asked by a friend if i would be interesting in performing the agent lemon
extraction technique on some Robitussin cough syrup. I agreed, since i have not yet been able to try this even though i had everything that was needed.
We extract the dxm from 2 118ml (15mg per 5ml) cough syrup, which should leaves us with roughly 650mg. We are left with a small amount of liquid called agent lemon that we stored in the refrigerator until we picked a day to dose.
Later in the week, a Wednesday i think it was, my friend E and i decide to take our dose on this night. M decided not to. Both of us were excited for the night. It was going to be E's first trip on dxm and my first trip on a high 3rd plateau.
I was picked up at my house by a guy i have only met on one other occasion (He shall be called T). He was going to be hanging out with us for the night. We drove to M's house where we planned out what we were going to be doing. We were going to be spending the majority of the night at a park that overlooked a small portion of the city. I was excited to trip!
T drove M and myself to the park and started to smoke some weed. E and his friend soon joined us. We sat in the car smoking bowl after bowl, and eventually a joint that i had rolled earlier. E was in his car with his friend smoking weed also. During the session E and i decided to ingest our agent lemon. I held my nose and swallowed the vile liquid and washed it down with a lemon flavored Gatorade. It tasted horrible, but thankfully the taste did not linger.
For some reason or another we got out of the car and walked over to the playground. We walked around for a couple minutes looking for a place to smoke. I have been to this park a few times so i lead everyone to a place to smoke that had the perfect place to keep an eye peeled for the 5-0 or any one suspicious. We smoke some more bowls and joked around. I couldn't tell if i was coming up on the dxm yet, but i was definitely baked.
We wondered around the park, talking and messing around. I still was unable to determine whether or not i was feeling any dxm. E's stomach was becoming upset, so we headed back to the cars. We all got into T's car and listened to music. E was becoming increasingly more upset and nauseas and eventually spews outside. This is when i begin to feel the dxm take hold.
The come up was very fast, much faster than normal. I believe, that because the amount of liquid i consumed was far less than 336ml of thick syrup, my body was able to digest it quickly, therefore the dxm was metabolized into dxo much faster and sent to my nmda receptors more efficiently. This was like no other previous dxm come up i've experienced, i was gone before i knew it. Nausea was non-existent.
While sitting in the car, i put my headphones in and turned my iPod on. I sat back, relaxed, and closed my eyes, knowing this could be my last physical interaction with reality. I became dissociated in moments. I had my eyes closed for the entire ride back to M's house. (At the time, i had no idea where we were going or why). With my eyes closed and music playing, i was disconnected from anything outside of my mind. I felt the car moving and jerking, and it felt as though i was traveling through space at high speeds.
I do not remember walking from the car to M's house at all, just entering the house. I was told that i was robowalking quite nicely. The first thing i did when i entered M's house was locate the couch and throw myself on it. I noticed E on the other couch, i could tell he was well into his dxm trip, he was saying a lot of random things, non of which i can remember. M put on the tv. I tried to watch and make sense of what was happening, but became mentally fatigued trying to figure out what the television was depicting, so i returned to the world behind closed eyes.
This part of the trip is not present in my memory. I was awake, but far from conscious. There is not a word that accurately describes the state i was in. With my eyes closed (i think), i began to notice a CEV of a very large paramecium. Instantly, i felt my existence manifest itself within the cilia that covered the large yellowish pinkish colored cell. (Strange i know, i could not make this stuff up if i tried.)
After an unknown amount of time (what's time again?), i 'awoke' from the state i was in and noticed it was dark in the room (it was full of light last time i remembered). I could not tell if i had fallen asleep or if i was just so deep in the trip i hadn't noticed anything that was going on outside of my head. I had no idea what time it was, but the dxm was still going strong, although i think the peak had ended. I was really tired, and could not sleep. E was snoring loudly and this kept me awake. Without really thinking if M was asleep or not, i asked him if there was a place upstairs i could sleep. I heard him say that i was free to look for a place upstairs, so i disembarked on this journey to the second story of the house.
I started up the stairs. This was very difficult, because not only was it dark, the effects of the dxm made my eyesight next to worthless. I made it to the top of the stairs and was confronted by a small corridor that had 5 doors on the walls. One was cracked open, so i decided to check that first. There was no place to sleep in this room, so i returned to the corridor. Everything i looked at had a neon green saturation to it. Like i was looking through night vision goggles. I opened one of the closed doors. I saw a bed! At last, i can sleep! Until i noticed that there were about 50 different stuffed animals already occupying the bed. I returned again to the hallway. I entered another door and found a bed with more stuffed animals on top of it. Not wanting to destroy the display, i left the room. At this point i was becoming extremely aggravated. There was a dog that lived in this house, and he was at my feet, barking, the entire time i was upstairs. Unknowingly, while searching the remaining rooms, i closed the door on the dog and trapped him inside. I stood in the hallway, with no idea what to do next, and noticed a Hannah Montanna poster on one of the doors to a room i had previously searched. I didn't think much on it, until i turned around and noticed the same poster on the door behind me. This was very disturbing. I was unable to comprehend what this was all about. Was i being fucked with? This poster was haunting me! The upstairs portion of the house was becoming to hard to deal with, so i walked down the stairs to a landing in the middle. I don't remember this (and i don't doubt it), but M told me that i just stood there for 2 minutes, then went back upstairs. M said i eventually returned downstairs and sat on the couch.
"Man... Upstairs is crazy." I said.
Next thing i know, it is early morning, around 7, and M and E are quietly talking. I woke up and felt very mild effects. E and i left M's house and E took me home.
Final commentary: For the first high 3rd plateau dxm trip i've taken, i had a blast. It was extremely intense and i was really disoriented the entire time. I hope i can re-visit this dose again, and i would really be interested in taking more. This could very well be the most intense trip i've taken.
