demon66
Bluelighter
Some RC's I've tried have had bad physical side effects. If this what you mean by bad. Mentally Salvia is a prettry dysphoric trip for me.
Hahaha I know I put up a few partial remnants of the stories in the Drug Lulz thread or w/e its called over in DC. That defintely was just a bad trip. I've seen someone full on assault a non moving car whilst on mushrooms(I swear he chose the nicest car which looked most likely to have an alarm which it did). He was screaming "Fuck off everyone!" and no one was around him....yet. It all turned out fine though and no one even went to jail!There was definitely more to him, its hard to explain how he was acting. Just not at all there. He would constantly laugh to himself, get up and run away and knock shit over. I found it odd because a couple other people were fine afterward and it was their first time with any psychedelic. You could be totally right in that it was just a bad trip for him. I can't really say. I am actually interested in the stories of your friends![]()
I.M.ing 250 mgs of DMT while on 25 mgs of 2c-e. I said my goodbyes to this world as I left it to entire the new(did think I was dying).
It was about 2-3 years ago. Went to a dance party in NYC and procured like 2-3 G-Lady pills and 2 hits if LSD. Now, there was something funny about these G-Ladys because they weren't just MDMA. They had a very trippy aspect to them towards the end of the roll unlike MDMA so I'm thinking they were actually MDA with a moderate dose of 2C-I but I don't really know.
Unfortunately yes, I am serious. I decided on 250 mgs after trying 200 mgs. This was designed to be the last time DMT was going to be injected so I chose a grand send off. It was truly fucked yet so glorious. I've smoked/injected/snorted a lot of DMT over the years and at this point in time I was using DMT daily(smoked) and taking a lot of 2c's, tryps, etc. So anyways I injected and instantly regretted it. It fucking smashed my ego and it felt like someone smashed a rock on my head. Within minutes my entire visual field was overtaken with as best I can describe 3d visuals. It had layers to it. It was so strange I've never seen anything like it. The first layer was colorful static, then the second was extremely intricate geometric patterns(and when I mean intricate I fucking mean it!), the third was almost like a lens focusing all three together. I simply injected it than literally crawled to my bed. Once I reached it i was assured death was coming swiftly. I out loud told people goodbye. I only managed(like I wanted too ha)to stay awake for about 15ish minutes(really have no idea). I awoke still tripping on the 2c-e but their was no remanants of the I.M'ed DMT. So I was happy and calmed down.Are you serious?
250mg IM DMT? thats like double a good oral dose, straight into your muscle?
Strassman didnt dose people anywhere near that high, and stated anytime he dosed someone more than (i think it was 75mg IM , not sure though, need to check it again) that the people rarely remembered anything from the experience, so he felt it pointless to dose them that high....
Either way, What were you thinking injecting a quarter of a gram of DMT into yourself?
G's were MDA.
No 2C-I in there, though.
MDA is far more psychedelic and longer lasting.Ah k. Does MDA have a trippy finish to it then? I guess that's possible. Not really too familiar with MDA other than knowing it's an MDMA analogue that is sometimes subbed for MDMA and has more negative side-effects.
DOB, somewhere around 8mg. Blacked out for about 6 hours, Laid in bed for about another 22 hours, only got up to use the bathroom or get more water. Intensely nauseated but couldn't vomit. Wasn't sure if taking my blood pressure medication would make it worse once I was down enough to figure out what it was, so I didn't take it (I found out later that I could have died from cardiac problems from my blood pressure spiking). Heart stayed around 140-180bpm the whole time. Legs and feet numb. Could barely muster up the energy to move around. Every part of my body ached and there seemed to be an elephant sitting on my chest. Called my friends and said good-bye at the peak of the awfulness.
Heh.