so this dph... Benydril etc. first time i did it(to the extent of wanting to trip), i messed up bad, like really bad, i dosed at 1200mg, and this is what happened from what i can remember, a day unlike any other, i thought, while i was writing my new book, a world of delusions when i started nutmeg tripping, then i heard about dph... well i figured it would be an interesting addition to a unique new writting style for my book a know, a new kind of like retro-pharmisudical like diary thing ya knowlol, well took 48, 25mg blue tablets and i was still nutmeg trippin from the day previous, t.. it hit me like a ton of bricks, to say the least//.; i began stumbleing around so i went and sat down, my parents just went to sleep, i heard voices, manny of them arguing to belive which one of them!, the walls pounded as the floors crawled with thriving with decaying creatures... My room, was a fuckin cave of swaming flying black glitchy bugs!, I swore at one point i could see the air moving itself. . . I went to smoke a cigaret, first mistake... i ran into the wall on my way out because everything was to dark.. and my depth perception seemed to be off dramaticaly... by the time i got outside, my whole stat of mind was like a radio station switching chanels on itself, my train of thought kept on moving very stangly and it presented itself random collections of strained context phrases... you think thats weird, well when i went to go to my room, i seen 2 people sitting on my coutch, unfamiliar faces and i could reconize them one bit, when i turned away because of shock, a black cat went in the direction of the 2 people and my eyes just naturaly followed, when i caught the eyes of both the people, which at this point i reconized imediatly, my ex girlfreind and one of my freinds, they looked at me and asked me what i was doing... when looked at him i couldnt think of anyting to say so i just ran to my room, and i tried to fall asleep, all night long i still heard voices... horrable voices....