thugg
Bluelighter
Well folks, this here is my first trip report, so I'm giving you fair warning now.
Alright, so the day was June 21st (aka first day of summer/summer solstice). The setting was a 3-4 hour car trip and a fairly large concert.
Okay, so I get up about 10:00 am after 2-3 hours sleep (yay!), I proceed to shower and get ready to leave, then I ate a very small bowl of cereal (which I couldn't even finish). At roughly 11:30 am, my friends arrive at my house and we set out for Beatrice, leaving from Lincoln (That's nebraska for you folks that don't know, which is probably alot). After about a half-hour in the car (about 12:10), I ingested 2 'blotters' of DOC. After about 30 min I noticed that something wasn't right, hard to put my finger on it, could have been plecebo at this point, but I knew something was going on. Within a few minutes we smoked a nice joint, and next thing I knew, we were in Beatrice.
After pissing and picking someone up, we're back on our way. It's now nearly 2:00 pm and I'm starting to notice some CEV/OEVs. Slight geometric patterning on every surface, and everything had that 'glow' to it.
We spend the next couple hours bullshitting and smoking alot of pot, and before I know it (again), we're at St. Jo's (MO). Everyone else stops to get something to eat at a local taco bell or something, I skip out on this and finish rolling some blunts in the car. Taking this moment to myself, I realize just how intoxicated I am. And I figure, I should be, it's been rougly +3:00 since ingesting the mysterious white paper. I should take this time to say, that I was kind of trying to keep the DOC a secret, as I was only able to aquire 2 hits, and I know my friends probably would beg till I gave them some, so fuck that. Anyway, because of that I feel as if I was in some way inhibiting the DOC, kind of like making yourself sober, like you would do if pulled over by a cop. I don't know if this is true, I mean, I was deff fucked up, but I didn't have anyone else to kind of get that same vibe from.
Here's when I kind of lose track of time, I know by now it's almost 5:00 as we're just arriving at the Starlight ampitheatre in Knasas City. We park, and get out of the car, nice to stretch the legs after being cramped up in a car for 4 hours. Now, I'm kind of a bigger guy, and it's a little hot out this day. So I start profusely sweating damn near the instant we get out the car, I know this has to be a combination of the DOC, and the heat, but seriously, I was starting to look like a fucking crackhead freak. We proceed to get our tickets, and walk around for a bit. We find a nice swing set area, relax a bit and smoke another blunt. I had almost never felt so... I guess 'at home' in nature, psychedelics tend to do that for me, but it was an almost profound experience this time. The effects at this point had deff peaked and kidn of leveled off, nice amber glow to everything, boxy/sharp patterns, colors are more colorful, body feels great, getting kind of hyped up to see the show. And I only say kind of, because the band we went to see I don't really care for that much, but in the mood of things, I was very excited for it to get started.
We start seeing alot of people head towards teh show, so we head back to my buddies car and we all proceed to ingest some 2C-B. My friends kind of pussin' out and eating like 15mg, while I smash on a 35mg dose. Now this part is kind of funny, we proceed into the show, sit down in our seats, and wait. My friend asks me "Hey man, are you feeling anything?" (unknowing that I've ingested DOC already), and at this part it's hard for me to tell if the 2C-Bs coming up, or what's going on, so I just kind of mumble "I don't know", which kind of made me chuckle inside, because I know i'm very fucked up.
Throughout the entire night I don't know if I ever recall noticing anything too crazy from the 2c-b, it just seemed to blend in very nicely. I think this again had to do with the fact I couldn't seem too fucked up, and the music, the crowd, all kind of do their part to keep you from having any kind of ego loss.
However, during the end of the first set, I couldn;t help but focus on everything and nothing at the same time. It seemed for me that my reality was crumbling, I started to see nothing but one large gelatinous crowd blob. Everything seemed scripted, almost as if I could predict the motion of this strange beast. Then among very loud music, I could clearly hear people talking to me, louder than even the music, and I kept finding myself looking over at people and yelling "What?", thinking I heard them talking to me.
After a few blunts, and the first set is over, we can finally take a little break from the rediculous heat. I drink a good deal of water and talk to some of the people around me, but I get this overwhelming sense that everyone is thinking that i'm some kind of freak, or that they're thinking i''m about to die, very strange, I never really get like that.
The second set starts, and as I've stated I don't really care for this band (wide spread panic), but at this point I couldn't get enough of that weird ass psychedelic funk shit that they play. At this point, if I could ever say I noticed some kind of distinct increase or something from the 2C-B it was now ( I mean, don't get me wrong, I know it helped out alot, but it just seemed to blend so well). Every single musical note was having this kind of color ripple effect on my vision, each note washed my vision with a new hue. And then, before I knew it, it was already over and time to head back again. On the way back we see this HUGE fucking storm cloud that is got some kind of spiral/vortex shit coming out of it. We drive a few miles away and its a wall of rain and hail, so much so that we actually have to stop the car on the shoulder and wait it out a bit. Seemed very fucking intense. I start trying to go to sleep as I start getting a pounding ass headache. I wake up when we arrive at my house at exactly 4:20 am, I go to sleep for real, and that's the end of that experience.
All in all, I would give the DOC>2C-B combination a thumbs up, and I would say, that more experimentation is needed. I know that if I had the chance to do it again, the only thing I would change is, I'd probably snort the 2C-B instead, probably not as much though.
Hey and I did warn you, I suck at writing so sorry if it's hard to read, or has too many run-on sentances, much like this one right here boy
Alright, so the day was June 21st (aka first day of summer/summer solstice). The setting was a 3-4 hour car trip and a fairly large concert.
Okay, so I get up about 10:00 am after 2-3 hours sleep (yay!), I proceed to shower and get ready to leave, then I ate a very small bowl of cereal (which I couldn't even finish). At roughly 11:30 am, my friends arrive at my house and we set out for Beatrice, leaving from Lincoln (That's nebraska for you folks that don't know, which is probably alot). After about a half-hour in the car (about 12:10), I ingested 2 'blotters' of DOC. After about 30 min I noticed that something wasn't right, hard to put my finger on it, could have been plecebo at this point, but I knew something was going on. Within a few minutes we smoked a nice joint, and next thing I knew, we were in Beatrice.
After pissing and picking someone up, we're back on our way. It's now nearly 2:00 pm and I'm starting to notice some CEV/OEVs. Slight geometric patterning on every surface, and everything had that 'glow' to it.
We spend the next couple hours bullshitting and smoking alot of pot, and before I know it (again), we're at St. Jo's (MO). Everyone else stops to get something to eat at a local taco bell or something, I skip out on this and finish rolling some blunts in the car. Taking this moment to myself, I realize just how intoxicated I am. And I figure, I should be, it's been rougly +3:00 since ingesting the mysterious white paper. I should take this time to say, that I was kind of trying to keep the DOC a secret, as I was only able to aquire 2 hits, and I know my friends probably would beg till I gave them some, so fuck that. Anyway, because of that I feel as if I was in some way inhibiting the DOC, kind of like making yourself sober, like you would do if pulled over by a cop. I don't know if this is true, I mean, I was deff fucked up, but I didn't have anyone else to kind of get that same vibe from.
Here's when I kind of lose track of time, I know by now it's almost 5:00 as we're just arriving at the Starlight ampitheatre in Knasas City. We park, and get out of the car, nice to stretch the legs after being cramped up in a car for 4 hours. Now, I'm kind of a bigger guy, and it's a little hot out this day. So I start profusely sweating damn near the instant we get out the car, I know this has to be a combination of the DOC, and the heat, but seriously, I was starting to look like a fucking crackhead freak. We proceed to get our tickets, and walk around for a bit. We find a nice swing set area, relax a bit and smoke another blunt. I had almost never felt so... I guess 'at home' in nature, psychedelics tend to do that for me, but it was an almost profound experience this time. The effects at this point had deff peaked and kidn of leveled off, nice amber glow to everything, boxy/sharp patterns, colors are more colorful, body feels great, getting kind of hyped up to see the show. And I only say kind of, because the band we went to see I don't really care for that much, but in the mood of things, I was very excited for it to get started.
We start seeing alot of people head towards teh show, so we head back to my buddies car and we all proceed to ingest some 2C-B. My friends kind of pussin' out and eating like 15mg, while I smash on a 35mg dose. Now this part is kind of funny, we proceed into the show, sit down in our seats, and wait. My friend asks me "Hey man, are you feeling anything?" (unknowing that I've ingested DOC already), and at this part it's hard for me to tell if the 2C-Bs coming up, or what's going on, so I just kind of mumble "I don't know", which kind of made me chuckle inside, because I know i'm very fucked up.
Throughout the entire night I don't know if I ever recall noticing anything too crazy from the 2c-b, it just seemed to blend in very nicely. I think this again had to do with the fact I couldn't seem too fucked up, and the music, the crowd, all kind of do their part to keep you from having any kind of ego loss.
However, during the end of the first set, I couldn;t help but focus on everything and nothing at the same time. It seemed for me that my reality was crumbling, I started to see nothing but one large gelatinous crowd blob. Everything seemed scripted, almost as if I could predict the motion of this strange beast. Then among very loud music, I could clearly hear people talking to me, louder than even the music, and I kept finding myself looking over at people and yelling "What?", thinking I heard them talking to me.
After a few blunts, and the first set is over, we can finally take a little break from the rediculous heat. I drink a good deal of water and talk to some of the people around me, but I get this overwhelming sense that everyone is thinking that i'm some kind of freak, or that they're thinking i''m about to die, very strange, I never really get like that.
The second set starts, and as I've stated I don't really care for this band (wide spread panic), but at this point I couldn't get enough of that weird ass psychedelic funk shit that they play. At this point, if I could ever say I noticed some kind of distinct increase or something from the 2C-B it was now ( I mean, don't get me wrong, I know it helped out alot, but it just seemed to blend so well). Every single musical note was having this kind of color ripple effect on my vision, each note washed my vision with a new hue. And then, before I knew it, it was already over and time to head back again. On the way back we see this HUGE fucking storm cloud that is got some kind of spiral/vortex shit coming out of it. We drive a few miles away and its a wall of rain and hail, so much so that we actually have to stop the car on the shoulder and wait it out a bit. Seemed very fucking intense. I start trying to go to sleep as I start getting a pounding ass headache. I wake up when we arrive at my house at exactly 4:20 am, I go to sleep for real, and that's the end of that experience.
All in all, I would give the DOC>2C-B combination a thumbs up, and I would say, that more experimentation is needed. I know that if I had the chance to do it again, the only thing I would change is, I'd probably snort the 2C-B instead, probably not as much though.
Hey and I did warn you, I suck at writing so sorry if it's hard to read, or has too many run-on sentances, much like this one right here boy
