K9Unit
Bluelighter
100mg DPT Snorted, 2nd time, Walking With the Dead.
After, a failed oral, and a Failed plugging attempt,(couldn't get my self to stick a capsule up my ass) I decided to set all my inhibitions aside and snort 100mg of DPT. Death seemed so near to me today.
I cant remember the exact times, since I wasnt keeping track, so im gonna tell the tripp in the form of a story, Enjoy.
So there I am at home, pissed off cuz I have less then a 700mg of DPT, and 300mg of it has just been thrown away, 150mg oraly, and 150mg atempted plugging ( I wasted my shit, the capsule broke and spilled all over the floor) so I say fuck this I messure out 100mg of it and cut with some powderd sugar *in hopes of killing the dripp* and rail 2 nice juicy lines.
I sit back, and await. What happens next, just makes me at a complete loss for words. Next thing I feel, is my body its starting to tremble heavily, im shaking and I feel like im dying, I call my friend, he proves to be no support, so I call my cousin, and the next thing I know, im goining over to her house, the visuals are overwhelming, the pavement is a flowing sea, the grass is a moving dragon, and the car im riding in is one huge stomach, I feel like ive been swalowed.
So then next I find my self laying in a bed, within a whole new world, a world where the dead walk, yet I am alive and I am walking along side them. My body feels completly dead, and the room is only slighty visable, there are boddies floating all over, what was once a sollid carpet, now a sea of dying flesh. The walls are a sea of plastor filled with the moans of death, and my skin is home too thousands of dying snakes, and the dead walk beside me, I am there walking with them.
I feel so alone, and my company is death. Am I destined to be this way, forever? Time has stoped, and reality is gone, where I am is not where I wanna be. My cousin is gone, and the room along with her. the only thing I can see, is the bed, with streams of death flowing around me. I try to stand up, but when I do, 3 masked men pull me back down into the bed, and I can hear some one say, "ssssssssssit" as if a reptilian entity is guiding me through this plane.
So Im laying in this bed, withing walking dead all around me, and It feels like they are calling out to me. This soon fades away and I find my self back in my cousins room, still overwhelmed by visuals, but there are no colors, just flowing walls, still holding the resemblance of death, and my body feels like its slowly regaining its once lost vitality.
I am alive again, and with this, the tripp fades into a heavy LSD like tripp, but there is no way to enjoy it, DPT takes you to a place where your cold and alone. Maybe freebasing it will prove to be more rewarding.
This stuff isnt fun. and the feeling of death ruins any hope of real exploration.
[Added paragraphs -Splatt]
After, a failed oral, and a Failed plugging attempt,(couldn't get my self to stick a capsule up my ass) I decided to set all my inhibitions aside and snort 100mg of DPT. Death seemed so near to me today.
I cant remember the exact times, since I wasnt keeping track, so im gonna tell the tripp in the form of a story, Enjoy.
So there I am at home, pissed off cuz I have less then a 700mg of DPT, and 300mg of it has just been thrown away, 150mg oraly, and 150mg atempted plugging ( I wasted my shit, the capsule broke and spilled all over the floor) so I say fuck this I messure out 100mg of it and cut with some powderd sugar *in hopes of killing the dripp* and rail 2 nice juicy lines.
I sit back, and await. What happens next, just makes me at a complete loss for words. Next thing I feel, is my body its starting to tremble heavily, im shaking and I feel like im dying, I call my friend, he proves to be no support, so I call my cousin, and the next thing I know, im goining over to her house, the visuals are overwhelming, the pavement is a flowing sea, the grass is a moving dragon, and the car im riding in is one huge stomach, I feel like ive been swalowed.
So then next I find my self laying in a bed, within a whole new world, a world where the dead walk, yet I am alive and I am walking along side them. My body feels completly dead, and the room is only slighty visable, there are boddies floating all over, what was once a sollid carpet, now a sea of dying flesh. The walls are a sea of plastor filled with the moans of death, and my skin is home too thousands of dying snakes, and the dead walk beside me, I am there walking with them.
I feel so alone, and my company is death. Am I destined to be this way, forever? Time has stoped, and reality is gone, where I am is not where I wanna be. My cousin is gone, and the room along with her. the only thing I can see, is the bed, with streams of death flowing around me. I try to stand up, but when I do, 3 masked men pull me back down into the bed, and I can hear some one say, "ssssssssssit" as if a reptilian entity is guiding me through this plane.
So Im laying in this bed, withing walking dead all around me, and It feels like they are calling out to me. This soon fades away and I find my self back in my cousins room, still overwhelmed by visuals, but there are no colors, just flowing walls, still holding the resemblance of death, and my body feels like its slowly regaining its once lost vitality.
I am alive again, and with this, the tripp fades into a heavy LSD like tripp, but there is no way to enjoy it, DPT takes you to a place where your cold and alone. Maybe freebasing it will prove to be more rewarding.
This stuff isnt fun. and the feeling of death ruins any hope of real exploration.
[Added paragraphs -Splatt]
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Heh. Any idea what brang on the death visuals? Just a poor mind set or setting?
