I wrote this report a couple of weeks ago after my first outdoor trip on 50mg aMT freebase. I wasn't sure about posting it because it doesn't really say much about the effects of the drug and it is a bit long winded as it was written while still slightly under the influence but today I spotted the file on my desktop and thought there might be somebody out there bored enough to read it all.
I wake up in a very good mood as i've got this Monday off work so obviously my mind quickly turns to the 50mg sample of freebase aMT that has been sitting in my stash box for a quite a few days now. Well, why put off 'til tomorrow and all that, wrapped in a rizla and down the hatch. Ok, I'm feeling very goo d about this decision, might as well just stay in bed for a bit see where it takes me, stick the news on see what's up with the world, the pope has fucked off out the country this is good, has made for very boring news coverage for the last few days. I watch the news for about half an hour nothing particulaly interesting going on but nothing too upsetting either which is nice.
As anyone who watches rolling news will tell you after the first half hour it gets a bit repetitive so I start to think a shower might in order, but ahh I took that aMT, yeah, I bet a bath would be great coming up on this, so I start to run a bath and realise I haven't actually eaten anything so go downstairs and open the fridge, nothing particulaly enticing in there, have a swig of milk out of the carton, pour a glass of orange juice, might as well get at least one of my five a day, and make a cup of coffee. Not exactly the breakfast of champions but I felt I had at least made the effort. In the mean time the bath is ready so I turn up the radio(6 music) and jump in, the water feels great i'll just lounge here for a while. Think im starting to come up now, yeah, definately something happening, big smile on my face, a real sense of excitement of good things to come, getting tingles all over. Feels very different from the bodyload from the hcl at this dose feels rushy almost dare i say mdma like.
Go into the bedroom to dry off, open the blinds and wow its a gorgeous sunny day, I should get outside enjoy the sunshine, do something, seize the day. Don't waste this trip indoors see some trees and stuff. This was where a kind of mission mode came over me, no real plan just get out there and see what happens.
Suitably dry went back into the bathroom to sort my hair out and brush my teeth, wow pupils are like saucers, shades might be a good idea. Better have a shave. Right what to wear?, don't want to look like a drug fiend, what im really after is a kind of nature lover/rambler type vibe, well it didn't take long to realise that this was a bit ambitious with my limited wardrobe so I settled for green combat shorts, black t-shirt, blue hoody, black all stars and aviators. Not exactly Bill Oddie but a quick look in the mirror revealed I looked pretty fucking cool actually (This I put entirely down to the effects of the drug)
I check my mp3 player has some charge in it and decide that lcd soundsytem would be appropriate, don't want anything too trippy when i'm going to be dealing with the public at large, keep it light. I emerge into the bright sunlight, wow this is beatifull, everything is sparkling and seems ultra high definition, the sky is breathtaking. I have a sort of plan to take a walk to the park up the road, have a sit down and a smoke and take it from there. I soon noticed that I hadn't brought my tobacco with me so the first order of business quickly became a trip to the supermarket, now this is a place I would normally avoid when this chemicalised but I was feeling pretty invincible at the time so I turned onto the main road where I first encountered alot of people doing their normal people stuff and this is when I noticed I was feeling alot of empathy. Everybody I saw looked really cool and funky and just the sort of people I would love to get to know. I suspect aMT goggles here but there was a suspiciously large number of damn fine sexy looking people shopping this monday afternoon, I pick up a small bottle of diet coke and head for the fag counter, no queue that's good. "10 Marlboro lights please" says I maybe a tad too quietly as she returns with a pack of 20, she's scanned them in now, do I want to get into this? nah just smile take the 20 and get back to the mission.
As I leave I remember that there is a footpath that runs down the side of the supermarket that follows a stream down to a large and pretty park a couple of miles away and decide that to take this path is a very good idea even though I havent used it for at least 20 years.
Turns out it was a good idea, the path was pretty overgrown but more beautiful than I remembered and apart from the odd passing cyclist I had it all to myself and it felt great to be surrounded by the beauty of nature and i was just floating along on a cloud of euphoria, with a huge dumb smile on my face. I had really lost a good perception of time in my blissed out state but it slowly began to dawn on me that I really should probably have reached the park by now, the path was becoming more overgrown and slightly foreboding. So I stopped to take stock and consider the option of turning back and this was when I spotted the squirrel, he was looking right at me from a clearing and looked pretty amused by my predicament. I took this as a sign to turn back and soon found a road I was familiar with that I missed earlier and knew that I could use it to get to the park but it meant walking through the center of town which was a little dissapointing, I had probably walked about a mile out of my way but no problem I was still feeling really good about the mission. I was slightly apprehensive to be in this part of town because there is a chance I could bump into the guy I work with round here, he wouldn't care that I was tripping, he is one of my best friends and knows me well but if I see him right now there would be a good chance of me telling him I love him and I know it would mean at least a few weeks off piss taking, so best avoided.
By this time i've been walking for what seems like a long time and a spot a small park which for a minute I think might be the one i'm looking for, i'm pretty sure it isn't but decide to go and have a look in case this is like a small offshoot of the park that I don't remember. Walking around for a couple of minutes im sure it's not the place I I want but there is a nice looking bench under a tree so I sit down and light a cigarette and take in the suroundings, still not experiencing any strong in your face visuals just some slight patterning and a kind of all around radience with everything looking just looking perfect, and the euphoric waves are still coming on strong.
I see an old indian women coming up the path towards me wearing a beautiful multi coloured sari, she looks so wise, serene and peaceful, I almost think it could be a vision until she stops, loudly clears her throat and hocks up a large ball of spit onto the grass by the path, kind of ruining the moment. I try not to judge her and just put it down to cultural differences. As she passes me she gives me the loveliest smile, possibly in response to my own involuntary grinning but it gives me a twinge of guilt for my initial reaction to the spitting thing.
I make it through town without incident lots of very sexy people still going about their business and finally I reach the park. I feel a sense of acomplishment and the beautiful scene of the grass, plants and trees that greets me is just as impressive as I had hoped. There is a kind of nature trail that leads around the perimiter of the park and I decided to follow this and try and find somewhere quiet to sit down and chill and soak up the sights for a while. So I follow the trail for a bit and then I find the gate that I should have entered the park through from the footpath I was on earlier. I walk out of it and look around, no, I definately didn't pass here, must have gone wrong somewhere along the line.
I memorise the location of the gate for later and continue on the nature trail until I see a white laminated A4 piece of paper dangling from one of the trees. I can see it has something printed on the other side so decide to check it out. Just as I am about to reach out for it I am hit with a thought. There was a kid that hung himself in this park about 10 years ago, I really hope this isn't some sort of memorial thing about him as I'm not sure I could handle that in this state, probably best not to look. I start to follow the path again but I can't stop thinking about what was on that piece of paper and the dead kid, I can sense some negative thought patterns starting so decide that is better just to go back and face my fear. I reach out turn the piece of paper around and it's just a picture of a plant with some info describing it underneath. I feel a masive sense of relief and any negative feelings I had quickly subside.
I continue on the path until I reach a bridge over a stream where I spotted a Kingfisher for the first time in my life. Now when I say spotted what I actually mean is I saw a lightning fast blue streak flying across the stream in front of me, it obviously spotted me before I did it but this was definately not a hallucination I actually saw what could only be a kingfisher so I am counting it and it made me feel quite lucky to have seen it anyway.
I reach the pond and it looks idyllic so I find a bench nearby and sit down and watch a family feeding the ducks. A couple of swans arrive on the scene and I am shocked by how amazingly white their feathers are, how can they stay so clean when they live in a muddy pond?, I ask myself, their necks are a bit yellow but I guess they are quite hard to reach for cleaning. The ducks are making quite alot of noise so I reach into my bag to turn off my mp3 player and have a swig of coke. Bad idea, the ducks have spotted me reaching into the bag and must think I am going to pull out some bread to feed them with because they all start to congregate around me quacking loudly as ducks often do. Ducks don't really scare me but by this time I was surrounded by about thirty of them, be cool the're only ducks they aint gonna hurt you, is what I tell myself and I relax a bit. I start to see the ducks as my little buddies which leaves me a bit dissapointed when they realise I not going to make with the bread and start to disperse.
I sit there by the pond for quite a while totally at peace with the world, feeling great, smoking, smiling and thinking about nothing in particular until I see a large goose walking towards me. Now ducks I am ok with, if one of them started getting a bit aggressive I am pretty sure I could put up a good fight but this goose looked huge and waddled up right in front of me, stopped and just started staring right at me, which freaked me out a bit. I wasn't sure if it was just saying hello or warning me off so when I noticed two other geese coming up behind me in a sort of pincer movement I decided it was time to move on.
I moved to another bench away from the pond and just happily watched the people playing with their dog's for a while, I start to feel cold and look up to realise the sky is looking a bit grey and rain looks quite likely so I get out my phone to check the time. I am surprised to see it's 4:30 and decide I better start the journey home, before the rain starts.
I make it back in what seemed like a quarter of the time it took me on the way there. I realised that I had taken a wrong turn about five minutes after leaving the supermarket and was on a totally different path than the one I thought I was on.
I arrive home still feeling very good but the main effects of the aMT are definately winding down as it has been 6 hours since i dosed so I crack a beer and start to write this report.
I wake up in a very good mood as i've got this Monday off work so obviously my mind quickly turns to the 50mg sample of freebase aMT that has been sitting in my stash box for a quite a few days now. Well, why put off 'til tomorrow and all that, wrapped in a rizla and down the hatch. Ok, I'm feeling very goo d about this decision, might as well just stay in bed for a bit see where it takes me, stick the news on see what's up with the world, the pope has fucked off out the country this is good, has made for very boring news coverage for the last few days. I watch the news for about half an hour nothing particulaly interesting going on but nothing too upsetting either which is nice.
As anyone who watches rolling news will tell you after the first half hour it gets a bit repetitive so I start to think a shower might in order, but ahh I took that aMT, yeah, I bet a bath would be great coming up on this, so I start to run a bath and realise I haven't actually eaten anything so go downstairs and open the fridge, nothing particulaly enticing in there, have a swig of milk out of the carton, pour a glass of orange juice, might as well get at least one of my five a day, and make a cup of coffee. Not exactly the breakfast of champions but I felt I had at least made the effort. In the mean time the bath is ready so I turn up the radio(6 music) and jump in, the water feels great i'll just lounge here for a while. Think im starting to come up now, yeah, definately something happening, big smile on my face, a real sense of excitement of good things to come, getting tingles all over. Feels very different from the bodyload from the hcl at this dose feels rushy almost dare i say mdma like.
Go into the bedroom to dry off, open the blinds and wow its a gorgeous sunny day, I should get outside enjoy the sunshine, do something, seize the day. Don't waste this trip indoors see some trees and stuff. This was where a kind of mission mode came over me, no real plan just get out there and see what happens.
Suitably dry went back into the bathroom to sort my hair out and brush my teeth, wow pupils are like saucers, shades might be a good idea. Better have a shave. Right what to wear?, don't want to look like a drug fiend, what im really after is a kind of nature lover/rambler type vibe, well it didn't take long to realise that this was a bit ambitious with my limited wardrobe so I settled for green combat shorts, black t-shirt, blue hoody, black all stars and aviators. Not exactly Bill Oddie but a quick look in the mirror revealed I looked pretty fucking cool actually (This I put entirely down to the effects of the drug)
I check my mp3 player has some charge in it and decide that lcd soundsytem would be appropriate, don't want anything too trippy when i'm going to be dealing with the public at large, keep it light. I emerge into the bright sunlight, wow this is beatifull, everything is sparkling and seems ultra high definition, the sky is breathtaking. I have a sort of plan to take a walk to the park up the road, have a sit down and a smoke and take it from there. I soon noticed that I hadn't brought my tobacco with me so the first order of business quickly became a trip to the supermarket, now this is a place I would normally avoid when this chemicalised but I was feeling pretty invincible at the time so I turned onto the main road where I first encountered alot of people doing their normal people stuff and this is when I noticed I was feeling alot of empathy. Everybody I saw looked really cool and funky and just the sort of people I would love to get to know. I suspect aMT goggles here but there was a suspiciously large number of damn fine sexy looking people shopping this monday afternoon, I pick up a small bottle of diet coke and head for the fag counter, no queue that's good. "10 Marlboro lights please" says I maybe a tad too quietly as she returns with a pack of 20, she's scanned them in now, do I want to get into this? nah just smile take the 20 and get back to the mission.
As I leave I remember that there is a footpath that runs down the side of the supermarket that follows a stream down to a large and pretty park a couple of miles away and decide that to take this path is a very good idea even though I havent used it for at least 20 years.
Turns out it was a good idea, the path was pretty overgrown but more beautiful than I remembered and apart from the odd passing cyclist I had it all to myself and it felt great to be surrounded by the beauty of nature and i was just floating along on a cloud of euphoria, with a huge dumb smile on my face. I had really lost a good perception of time in my blissed out state but it slowly began to dawn on me that I really should probably have reached the park by now, the path was becoming more overgrown and slightly foreboding. So I stopped to take stock and consider the option of turning back and this was when I spotted the squirrel, he was looking right at me from a clearing and looked pretty amused by my predicament. I took this as a sign to turn back and soon found a road I was familiar with that I missed earlier and knew that I could use it to get to the park but it meant walking through the center of town which was a little dissapointing, I had probably walked about a mile out of my way but no problem I was still feeling really good about the mission. I was slightly apprehensive to be in this part of town because there is a chance I could bump into the guy I work with round here, he wouldn't care that I was tripping, he is one of my best friends and knows me well but if I see him right now there would be a good chance of me telling him I love him and I know it would mean at least a few weeks off piss taking, so best avoided.
By this time i've been walking for what seems like a long time and a spot a small park which for a minute I think might be the one i'm looking for, i'm pretty sure it isn't but decide to go and have a look in case this is like a small offshoot of the park that I don't remember. Walking around for a couple of minutes im sure it's not the place I I want but there is a nice looking bench under a tree so I sit down and light a cigarette and take in the suroundings, still not experiencing any strong in your face visuals just some slight patterning and a kind of all around radience with everything looking just looking perfect, and the euphoric waves are still coming on strong.
I see an old indian women coming up the path towards me wearing a beautiful multi coloured sari, she looks so wise, serene and peaceful, I almost think it could be a vision until she stops, loudly clears her throat and hocks up a large ball of spit onto the grass by the path, kind of ruining the moment. I try not to judge her and just put it down to cultural differences. As she passes me she gives me the loveliest smile, possibly in response to my own involuntary grinning but it gives me a twinge of guilt for my initial reaction to the spitting thing.
I make it through town without incident lots of very sexy people still going about their business and finally I reach the park. I feel a sense of acomplishment and the beautiful scene of the grass, plants and trees that greets me is just as impressive as I had hoped. There is a kind of nature trail that leads around the perimiter of the park and I decided to follow this and try and find somewhere quiet to sit down and chill and soak up the sights for a while. So I follow the trail for a bit and then I find the gate that I should have entered the park through from the footpath I was on earlier. I walk out of it and look around, no, I definately didn't pass here, must have gone wrong somewhere along the line.
I memorise the location of the gate for later and continue on the nature trail until I see a white laminated A4 piece of paper dangling from one of the trees. I can see it has something printed on the other side so decide to check it out. Just as I am about to reach out for it I am hit with a thought. There was a kid that hung himself in this park about 10 years ago, I really hope this isn't some sort of memorial thing about him as I'm not sure I could handle that in this state, probably best not to look. I start to follow the path again but I can't stop thinking about what was on that piece of paper and the dead kid, I can sense some negative thought patterns starting so decide that is better just to go back and face my fear. I reach out turn the piece of paper around and it's just a picture of a plant with some info describing it underneath. I feel a masive sense of relief and any negative feelings I had quickly subside.
I continue on the path until I reach a bridge over a stream where I spotted a Kingfisher for the first time in my life. Now when I say spotted what I actually mean is I saw a lightning fast blue streak flying across the stream in front of me, it obviously spotted me before I did it but this was definately not a hallucination I actually saw what could only be a kingfisher so I am counting it and it made me feel quite lucky to have seen it anyway.
I reach the pond and it looks idyllic so I find a bench nearby and sit down and watch a family feeding the ducks. A couple of swans arrive on the scene and I am shocked by how amazingly white their feathers are, how can they stay so clean when they live in a muddy pond?, I ask myself, their necks are a bit yellow but I guess they are quite hard to reach for cleaning. The ducks are making quite alot of noise so I reach into my bag to turn off my mp3 player and have a swig of coke. Bad idea, the ducks have spotted me reaching into the bag and must think I am going to pull out some bread to feed them with because they all start to congregate around me quacking loudly as ducks often do. Ducks don't really scare me but by this time I was surrounded by about thirty of them, be cool the're only ducks they aint gonna hurt you, is what I tell myself and I relax a bit. I start to see the ducks as my little buddies which leaves me a bit dissapointed when they realise I not going to make with the bread and start to disperse.
I sit there by the pond for quite a while totally at peace with the world, feeling great, smoking, smiling and thinking about nothing in particular until I see a large goose walking towards me. Now ducks I am ok with, if one of them started getting a bit aggressive I am pretty sure I could put up a good fight but this goose looked huge and waddled up right in front of me, stopped and just started staring right at me, which freaked me out a bit. I wasn't sure if it was just saying hello or warning me off so when I noticed two other geese coming up behind me in a sort of pincer movement I decided it was time to move on.
I moved to another bench away from the pond and just happily watched the people playing with their dog's for a while, I start to feel cold and look up to realise the sky is looking a bit grey and rain looks quite likely so I get out my phone to check the time. I am surprised to see it's 4:30 and decide I better start the journey home, before the rain starts.
I make it back in what seemed like a quarter of the time it took me on the way there. I realised that I had taken a wrong turn about five minutes after leaving the supermarket and was on a totally different path than the one I thought I was on.
I arrive home still feeling very good but the main effects of the aMT are definately winding down as it has been 6 hours since i dosed so I crack a beer and start to write this report.
