hamhurricane
Bluelighter
2mg of DOC was ingested in a liquid solution, which was held under the tongue for several minutes, swished between the teeth then swallowed. A close friend followed the same procedure with identical dose. It was taken with a magnesium pill to ease the reported muscle tension, and one hydergiene tablet because it has never had anything but a positive effect on my trips in the past.
The come up was very fast under 30 minutes; I was astounded by the strength of the visuals, which were colorless, but full of swirly swelling movements, and transparent patterning. My friend experienced nothing visually. The timeline was very strange, upon dosing I shot up to an instant +3 and then there was a linear decline for the next 16 hours.
The initial moments overwhelmed me and I was afraid it would keep increasing in intensity, I lay on my bed writhing in the sheets listening to Beethoven's Symphony No 5 - Andante con moto, the auditory hallucinations were incredibly strong and during the moments of silence I could not distinguish the houses background noise from the symphony, sound was unweaving. It was too much for me and I took a small lick of valium, I instantly felt better and went about my psychedelic business without fear for the rest of the day.
I live with two florists and my house was overflowing with lilies, heather, eucalyptus, roses, and tulips. We cut them and arranged them and sprinkled them with walnuts and marshmallows and ate them. The flowers were living and dying and drinking and having sex, nerve ending carried color into thir petals. As it grew dark I ran a hot shower and filled the bathroom with steam, I turned off all the lights and sat in the balmy blackness alone.
This is what I wrote in the darkness:
"A fissure splits the thick oak door in two, and through this crack light drifts, illuminating the primordial steam, the spectrum spills apart. Like Terry Schivo vomiting herself into a coma, like Kiera Knightly dying for Thora Birch’s lust, like Courtney love grinding her underage pussy in Woody Harrelson's face. A valentines bouquet of daffodils - the bleached petals ruffled and sick stained with feculent pollen like used toilet paper. A chrome faucet running orange juice. I want to go to the lightning cave where Vikings are born, into the frenetic grotto to grapple the igneous stench of fetal diamonds."
I went to bed (with the aid of a small lick of valium) and fell into a dream where my friend had transformed into a rat, I was roused from the dream by a mouse on my pillow, when it saw I was awake it scurried away. I took note of this and feel back asleep.
Wonderful substance, not as revelatory as 4-aco-dmt but quite fun. At 2mg I was able to go into public, draw, eat, and sleep. I think next time I will try 3. Def the type of thing you want to have a benzo around for, if this got nasty it would have been a long nasty.
The come up was very fast under 30 minutes; I was astounded by the strength of the visuals, which were colorless, but full of swirly swelling movements, and transparent patterning. My friend experienced nothing visually. The timeline was very strange, upon dosing I shot up to an instant +3 and then there was a linear decline for the next 16 hours.
The initial moments overwhelmed me and I was afraid it would keep increasing in intensity, I lay on my bed writhing in the sheets listening to Beethoven's Symphony No 5 - Andante con moto, the auditory hallucinations were incredibly strong and during the moments of silence I could not distinguish the houses background noise from the symphony, sound was unweaving. It was too much for me and I took a small lick of valium, I instantly felt better and went about my psychedelic business without fear for the rest of the day.
I live with two florists and my house was overflowing with lilies, heather, eucalyptus, roses, and tulips. We cut them and arranged them and sprinkled them with walnuts and marshmallows and ate them. The flowers were living and dying and drinking and having sex, nerve ending carried color into thir petals. As it grew dark I ran a hot shower and filled the bathroom with steam, I turned off all the lights and sat in the balmy blackness alone.
This is what I wrote in the darkness:
"A fissure splits the thick oak door in two, and through this crack light drifts, illuminating the primordial steam, the spectrum spills apart. Like Terry Schivo vomiting herself into a coma, like Kiera Knightly dying for Thora Birch’s lust, like Courtney love grinding her underage pussy in Woody Harrelson's face. A valentines bouquet of daffodils - the bleached petals ruffled and sick stained with feculent pollen like used toilet paper. A chrome faucet running orange juice. I want to go to the lightning cave where Vikings are born, into the frenetic grotto to grapple the igneous stench of fetal diamonds."
I went to bed (with the aid of a small lick of valium) and fell into a dream where my friend had transformed into a rat, I was roused from the dream by a mouse on my pillow, when it saw I was awake it scurried away. I took note of this and feel back asleep.
Wonderful substance, not as revelatory as 4-aco-dmt but quite fun. At 2mg I was able to go into public, draw, eat, and sleep. I think next time I will try 3. Def the type of thing you want to have a benzo around for, if this got nasty it would have been a long nasty.
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