Oh yes, I noticed that the initial dose was the most probably bit too much, though I weight over 200 lbs (quite near the 100 kg limit

and quite possibly exactly that much; is that that whole 220pounds?). All went very well and I have been mostly really happy, except I have sprinkled some nasty salt water all over myself which has made my clothes sticky, glued on me... and as a result that wholly unwanted phenomenon has probably made horribly smelling piggy of me.
I have been up now more than 24 hours, but all the time has been mostly great! And I am going for the new adventures of sleepless but productive living. I have some side effects though, like that excessive sweating when performing easy physical actions and it is not too fun to have a completely soaked clothes after only threshold physical activity. I must add that I am working in physical field right now, and tese sweats have been almost constant, and what the worts, I am not alone, and others don't know supposedly anything about my secret wakeful only mode of being; I'm drinking very much because of that (water and fruit juice, last one because of acidity...) Other side effect has been strange, sometimes tight feeling in the chest, and slight palpilations of my heart; I think this is determined effect from the first bit carelessly weighted dose. I felt those heart related feelings mostly in the beginning of yesterday eve, and I also noticed that I was somewhat overstimulated all that very evening (wasn't too sure what I was doing, but 100% of that something what I did was performed forcefully and in the sense somehow lawlike and precise way). I am having and have had otherwise cheerful, joyous and happy state of mind. I must add that I am not too sensitive to stimulants in general, though I haven't done them too much in the near past, after realizing that stimulants are mostly just ways to add problems to my already problematic life. Well, I must almost confess that right now this particular awakefulness promoting agent seems mostly if not only a useful and meaningful way to cut off problematic, lethargic and unproductive sleeping time from my life in the moment and near future. All end everything which contains and includes being awake now appears as adding more meaning, interest and solving more problems than providing; and none of these chest related things seems too bothering or strong in its manifestation, causing no particular real problem; but on the other hand, sleeping seems instead, to be a trouble of mine. But I am aware and never forget one principle why I disliked stimulants, and why they utterly seemed to pose more of problems than solve. I have had somewhat serious problems with amphetamine, in relation to alarmingly malfunctioning bloodflow and hellishly hurting heart; that happened in my wild wild youth, many years from now. My heart once gave me some serious signs impossible to not give shit about to the point where my left hand went numb and progressively much of the left side of my upper body, and the chest pain and improperly working heart which were trying to alarm me yet some time grew so hard and I felt so dizzy that I almost collapsed to the floor. I still managed to got a chair with my correctly functioning right hand under my unstable body... That moment of complete helplessness and pain and health disaster seemed to be a logical end to this shady concept of living organism what I was those days. Everything, seen from hopeless, paranoid and sleepdeprivedly delusional mind of mine, I felt absolutely horrible and in that futile moment of time I assumed that now I will meet the final breakdown and total end of this earthbound bodily conditioned life. I had been up for courses containing several days each, and had slept minimally in-between the courses insanity, and my doses were all in the bagful scales delivered by IV and IM injections. When I got the chair to sit, I sat there still and silent like untill my feet were able to carry me again; I don't know how long I sat, but it ws a morning when my feet could carry. It felt like tough touch of destiny and it nearly killed me caused of my own stupidity... The way to go far is not to go like mad, but to think and avoid pitfalls of shortness of sight which only leads to disaster and loss. I saw the way how my urge to go could in fact work against its ultimate principle of its drive. Well, there should be more reasonable, ways which open new scenes and could create new understanding open solve some previously existing problems so that there opens up completely new structure from the old mistake
I think I started to act with intention to avoid to cause problems; although I had the urge to see the unseen, thirst for ultimate; I learned from that and some other wrong ways and mistakes of mine: there should be a new way written in the avoidance of the old problem. And with that knowledge it is possible to reach the end which was before in darkness surrounded by problems caused by old wrong ways and previously . And stimulants in my previous use were problems on the way to go further, potentially causing missing the reaching, not the way to solve. But they could possibly shine some new light to many things, if taken properly in the accordance with reason and as a vehicles for productivity, not vehicles of problems, ways to cause problems.
But to the recent experience and comments: I think I understood quite immediately when the dose kicked in yesterday that it was bit too much, but it still felt fine. And I must say that I love redosing... but all the redosing should be done properly, in a way to see more, not making us lose the possibility to see. I have taken two small hits also today (both about milligram in weight). Well, I have no desire to go to sleeping, I have rested a little in this morning (tried to free my mind of all stress and most of thoughts while lying in my bed and letting my nerves rest and recovery from intense bursts of reading and writing last night, and we had sort of siesta in the middle of the ay. In my opinion everything is better, every stimulant and also opioid, if the dose is divided to the sets of subdoses... Every small redose brings some novelty and freshness with it, and all those small doses sparkle the fire to a fresh new beginning everytime, when one taken. I almost always at least divide the dose to the two ones, because I want to get that new light again.
It is possibly the best to take first slightly larger dose and then smaller ones or just one smaller one afterwards, because then the effects are woke to a new climax again. What is that sort of dose called usually? Just redose? Awakening? Teaser? New beginning? New Day? Revenge? And with substance like Desoxy it would be good to have sort of basic plasma concentration not to really overcome, but just refreshened or continously kept there (at tthe steady state) by additional small doses, when the original dose appears diminishing, loosing its magic, attraction, and when the whole game seems to reduct to boring fatigue...
I could shed light to that whith another example. If I only take one single dose, I seem to have some sort of effects rather long time. But those effects are continously reduced, diminishing and the substance seems to loose it's potency or attraction or whatever it is. Just as one huge dose of, for example, methadone looses its painkilling effects much sooner than it plasma level goes down to zero (or even near that). But when painpatient is fed with smaller doses of methadone during the day, in certain intervals, methadone keeps the pain in tolerable level... I don't know exactly what that phenommenon is, or in fact, but I know pretty well that this regimen keeps pain at bay, and the effects of methadone seems to have a rebirth, when new dose is give, taken, got in repeated manner. And I seem to have something similar while I'm having certain long acting stimulants... Stimulation persist quite a long time when only single dose is in question, but something good, the cheerful state of mind, for example, seems to be a quality with shorter duration than the stimulant CNS effects in general.
Now I am fully aware that it is obviously very difficult to feed that revenging machinery appropriately, or so that the effects won't grow too intense and out of control, scaring, or possibly dangerous because the subject who takes these dose tends to escalate in doses, both in amount and in time interval. The end of the game is just bacause of that tendency often terrible and far away from the best possible, or what was possibly the initially the intention of redosing. But I am firm in my belief and bit further, I am really thinking that with addition of some rationality, reason and reflection together with basic principles ways to operate and work all could go very well, and in fact would quite likely be like that. And while remembering the mentioned benefits of reasonably small-scale redosing regimen, our experimenting will the most probably grow internally richer and we as follow be more satisfying and productive beings.
And when we could instantiate that productivity, be active, not making us inactive. Those who are only terrified by some incapacitating mistake, could possible learn a way to challenge the problem aspect and learn and gain possible benefit from previous mistake.
Hopefully I didn't bore you :D It surely wasn't my intention. Bit wired...