Hypnic_JerK
Bluelighter
Hey ya’ll I was trippin tonight, had a great time with some reading material, and it made me want to write up one of my many DOC experiences. This occurred like a month ago or something.
1200
+4mg DOC
I dropped on a Friday, before my last class of the day, which started at 1230. Mindset was nothing unusual. Looking forward to what is always a great experience.
1300
+3
The shit hit fast, as I had taken it on an mpt stomach. Class discussion gets a lot more fun.
1420
I am back in my room, writing in my notes. My brain is unfolding all sorts of crazy ideas and stuff, like usual. I’m playing around, waiting for the ideas that’ll make me cry, as those are the real ones, and its been my firm belief for a while that the trips that tear you apart and make you cry are the real ones.
1440 +4/psychotic break
I found the thoughts. A combination of reflection on my life, along with the feeling of missing God’s presence. (this one persists all the time for me; I see God in everything even like rocks and stuff, let alone human faces- however at the same time I feel alone. It makes me sad)
Anyway, I’m laying on my bed, face down, just sobbing. And this cry is coming from my soul, on every level of my body. Yet there’s this thought in my head, way in the back, which notices that the bubbling hiccup of my crying follows the same pattern as real deep laughter. Then, still feeling all the emotion and everything, my body separates, and although I’m crying, the body, like a separate being, bubbles the sobbing into laughter, slowly, in a way that peels reality apart. As I notice the laughter its like I got a best friend with me to cheer me up, this big dumb body which is actually infinitely smarter than my consciousness. So I got a peek under the cosmic rug and really I don’t have anything to be sad about anymore.
1500 +3
+3mg DOC
I then went out and partied with my friends till 0300 when I was able to fall asleep still trippin. I dont believe in aborting my trips with benzos. Didn't soar any higher than +3 the rest of the night.
1200
+4mg DOC
I dropped on a Friday, before my last class of the day, which started at 1230. Mindset was nothing unusual. Looking forward to what is always a great experience.
1300
+3
The shit hit fast, as I had taken it on an mpt stomach. Class discussion gets a lot more fun.
1420
I am back in my room, writing in my notes. My brain is unfolding all sorts of crazy ideas and stuff, like usual. I’m playing around, waiting for the ideas that’ll make me cry, as those are the real ones, and its been my firm belief for a while that the trips that tear you apart and make you cry are the real ones.
1440 +4/psychotic break
I found the thoughts. A combination of reflection on my life, along with the feeling of missing God’s presence. (this one persists all the time for me; I see God in everything even like rocks and stuff, let alone human faces- however at the same time I feel alone. It makes me sad)
Anyway, I’m laying on my bed, face down, just sobbing. And this cry is coming from my soul, on every level of my body. Yet there’s this thought in my head, way in the back, which notices that the bubbling hiccup of my crying follows the same pattern as real deep laughter. Then, still feeling all the emotion and everything, my body separates, and although I’m crying, the body, like a separate being, bubbles the sobbing into laughter, slowly, in a way that peels reality apart. As I notice the laughter its like I got a best friend with me to cheer me up, this big dumb body which is actually infinitely smarter than my consciousness. So I got a peek under the cosmic rug and really I don’t have anything to be sad about anymore.
1500 +3
+3mg DOC
I then went out and partied with my friends till 0300 when I was able to fall asleep still trippin. I dont believe in aborting my trips with benzos. Didn't soar any higher than +3 the rest of the night.
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