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Bluelight Crew
Dosing:
* Dose: 350mg DXM. Subjectively, this made for an intense trip
* Setting: Late evening, in my room
* Set: Just finished running and showering, enthusiastic for my first higher-dose. Once the peak started, a couple hits of marijuana was added
Timing:
* Onset: 40 minutes
* Peak: 1 hour
* Plateau: 2 hours
* After-effects until I went to bed
Salient effects:
[Negative] * I experienced extreme muscle tension. My sitting position was awkward and my muscles felt like they were pulling themselves for no reason
[Negative] * I felt lethargic, often laying down inert as if on a sedative. I was also clumsy, with a drunken feel, tripping up the stairs several times
[Negative] * Loads of confusion, with my cognitive ability cruelly stripped
* Thoroughly blasted and mind-blown, reality was completely altered, and I was in a disjointed internal universe, which was interesting for a while
* At times the extreme alteration of reality floored me. You might have laughed if you saw me on the bed waving my arms about like 'wtf?'
* I remember that there were two periods where I was euphoric/ecstatic (I don't remember the details), and then one period where i was very uncomfortable (the confusion, undescribable body feelings getting too whacky and disconcerting, and my body parts pounding into the sky). Then the plateau ended and the effects trailed off, with neither euphoria nor dysphoria
Other effects:
* I had slight double vision, making everything appear blurry
* I don't have a very good memory of the experience, even the ecstatic parts
* While no OEVs presented themselves, with my eyes closed I saw peculiar (but dim) pattern displays, as well as the usual marijuana visuals since I smoked marijuana as the peak started
Investment return:
* This molecule left me with no gifts. Instead of lifting my perception, my perception was squashed into the very gears that produce it. Normally it's remarkable to exist at the same level as those gears, but I couldn't really examine anything down there because they were squishing me...
Remarks:
* I would call this a crazy ride, nothing more. No useful and deep thinking occured. In fact, my mental clarity was shot dead. While it was certainly fun, it seems that classic dissociatives aren't what I'm looking for, and I probably won't be doing DXM again
* Dose: 350mg DXM. Subjectively, this made for an intense trip
* Setting: Late evening, in my room
* Set: Just finished running and showering, enthusiastic for my first higher-dose. Once the peak started, a couple hits of marijuana was added
Timing:
* Onset: 40 minutes
* Peak: 1 hour
* Plateau: 2 hours
* After-effects until I went to bed
Salient effects:
[Negative] * I experienced extreme muscle tension. My sitting position was awkward and my muscles felt like they were pulling themselves for no reason
[Negative] * I felt lethargic, often laying down inert as if on a sedative. I was also clumsy, with a drunken feel, tripping up the stairs several times
[Negative] * Loads of confusion, with my cognitive ability cruelly stripped
* Thoroughly blasted and mind-blown, reality was completely altered, and I was in a disjointed internal universe, which was interesting for a while
* At times the extreme alteration of reality floored me. You might have laughed if you saw me on the bed waving my arms about like 'wtf?'
* I remember that there were two periods where I was euphoric/ecstatic (I don't remember the details), and then one period where i was very uncomfortable (the confusion, undescribable body feelings getting too whacky and disconcerting, and my body parts pounding into the sky). Then the plateau ended and the effects trailed off, with neither euphoria nor dysphoria
Other effects:
* I had slight double vision, making everything appear blurry
* I don't have a very good memory of the experience, even the ecstatic parts
* While no OEVs presented themselves, with my eyes closed I saw peculiar (but dim) pattern displays, as well as the usual marijuana visuals since I smoked marijuana as the peak started
Investment return:
* This molecule left me with no gifts. Instead of lifting my perception, my perception was squashed into the very gears that produce it. Normally it's remarkable to exist at the same level as those gears, but I couldn't really examine anything down there because they were squishing me...
Remarks:
* I would call this a crazy ride, nothing more. No useful and deep thinking occured. In fact, my mental clarity was shot dead. While it was certainly fun, it seems that classic dissociatives aren't what I'm looking for, and I probably won't be doing DXM again
