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DXM - 3rd Time - Life? No such thing.

Evlorin

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DXM-3rd Time-Life? No such thing.

Alright so I've experimented with DXM twice before both at 350mg doses both times cough syrup, both times a lot of fun, the second time however left me in a somewhat manic state for a while but the third time seemed to destroy this. Anyways I'll continue with the important stuff

600mg-Pill Form
Dosed at 3am felt effects at 4am
Settings were mostly my room and then went for a walk down a sidewalk and to a park.

So, I went searching for DexAlone at about 2:00AM and found none ended up at walmart and decided the cough gels from robo would have to do. Bought two things of them downed 40 pills in the parking lot and drove the 15 minutes home and then played some video games. I have noticed that when i think about syrup it gives me an intense nauseated feeling and is really appalling, just the memory of the taste makes me grimace. I went into my roomj when i started coming up, it was really quick. I hit the second plateau before i went through my door slipped down to the floor and put on some radiohead. I started drawing, i drew a picture of the gates of hell the bars slipped down and formed a river and the gate was suspended in the mouth of some round beast. I giant teardrop covered the picture.

In every DXM experience i have had music has been amazing, absolutely fucking amazing. Better then weed, just i was just lieing there contorting my body back and forth to the music, Thom's sweet poetic voice dripping through my ears. God it was amazing, intense, absolutely euphoric. When the CD finished I was generally exhausted from all the bouncing around and just layed there for a while.

Some quick history, I have just been diagnosed with something like premature schizophrenia or something to that effect. I just got put on seroquil to avoid the episodes i went through. I would have heavy hallucinations, intense paranoia and fear, just a bad bad thing to have. The worst was i felt out of touch with reality since they started. Almost like i didn't belong or it was one giant joke that everyone was playing on me, reality that is.

Back to the trip. So I layed there in silence, experiencing intense closed eye visuals. Colors swirled around, lights flashed up then wham it hit me, i was nothing. I had died. I lay there in nothing, i began to think. What is life it is nothing, there is nothing, you are just alive. What happens when you die, nothing, life is nothing, death is nothing, there is nothing. I lay there and understood it, it was of course more complex than just this but it still conveyed a simple message, i feel it is impossible to describe with words. I am not sure but i believe this is called ego loss, and it was amazing, the most amazing thing that has happened to me.

I came back to reality, was i asleep, no you were dead. Your back now, among the living. Okay. That is all, i am content, this is good. I stood for a while everything was elongated, my feet were so far away and so was the ceiling, stretched out. I slipped on some more Radiohead and headed out my window (I'm only 17). It was a difficult thing to climb my fence and when i landed i felt only that there was ground not that i had hit the ground only it was there.

I walked down to the park, the cars seemed so unreal as they passed, but i just looked at them and smiled, the lights were so beautiful. I got to the field a great song came on, i fell entranced, the stars were great pins of light piercing through the thin clouds, the whole universe was out there, but I was the universe, I was everything, and I was nothing. I layed there almost convulsing with pleasure, so happy.

I stood and walked to the playground. I entered a slide that had a roof on it (can't find the word right now). I crawled in there, once again I was in nothing just blackness everywhere, memories came up through my head and i relived them. I relived great moments in the past, I just kept smiling and looked at the innocence of my youth. So beautiful I was when looking at my past, what had made me. So beautiful everything was, everyone was.

I returned to my room, and lay there in bliss. I slipped on Godspeed You! Black Emperor I felt the dramatic climax of the music vibrate through my body. No visuals, since the first time. Just a state of bliss.

I had felt nauseated earlier, more so than the other times, but it passed.
I had experienced i believe an ego loss, it was amazing, i yearn to visit it again.
I intend on dosing with cannabis next time to alleviate the nausea and give more visuals.

I'm not done yet, i would like to talk about the afterglow. I usually get a fairly severe afterglow that lingers for at least one day, sometimes two, i have noticed the seroquil seems to alleviate it though.

I was hanging out with two friends, Jess and Garr. Jess was female and Garr was male, both younger than me by almost a year, they are in a relationship as well. Jess's sister was getting married and i was meeting both her sister and the fiance. They seemed so right, so happy, it was amazing. Jess told us about a frog that had been in her window well, she named it window well and we left to let it go into the ponds near by.

The walk we had was the most amazing thing i have experienced among friends. I just lingered behind and observed how much love Garr had for Jess, how he slid his hand gently across her back. How she leaned into him and smiled as they talked, her steps almost becoming girlish and flirty. We let Window Well loose and it stopped there and turned, it waited for a good 30 seconds almost as to say goodbye. He then turned and left.

After receiving Window Well's blessing we went to a tunnel under the road. There was a gate and I was swinging Jess and garr back and forth on it. The lock broke almost as if it was supposed to and we went in the tunnel. I went to the far end and observed Jess and Garr as they cuddled close and talked, the sun setting behind them. There silhouettes were so full of love, there smiles made me smile. Just thinking back on it gets me grinning with joy. It was such a beautiful shot there silhouettes in the dark tunnel talking and flirting and cuddling. The arch of the tunnel coming over there heads with the lines of the gate sliding across the backdrop of a great yellow orange sunset. Absolute bliss.

Thats it. lots of punctuation and spelling and grammar errors I'm sure i hope you enjoy it nonetheless. This seroquil is making me really tired at the moment so thats the reason for all the errors. But yeah it was a really enjoyable trip, i wouldn't trade it for anything.
 
I would *highly* recommend you don't fuck around w/ psychedelics anymore considering you've been diagnosed with premature schitzophrenia, it can surface it and that would suck :P
 
^^
Especially if you've had a manic incident with DXM in the past, please do NOT mix it with pot.

Already you are treading dangerous grounds.

If you feel dissociated from reality in every day life, I would also not recommend taking DXM. I used to use this substance frequently and it led to a very dissociated feeling in my every day life. No doubt anything beyond very, very occasional use of this substance will worsen this for you.

Thank you for the trip report :)

But please be careful!
 
Yeah this was from before i got diagnosed, stopping it now. I told my doctor i had experimented with DXM and he said that it can lead to more manic episodes, but he hadn't heard of it really promoting schizophrenia, he said that marijuana however was linked to it but he felt that in my case it wasn't as it seems to have a relaxing effect, as opposed to sending me into an anxiety attack, and almost seems to lessen the amount of episodes i go through (I gave it up for a while and episodes got worse). I forgot to mention that after this trip, i seemed to be exceptionally happy, aware, and no longer in my dissassociated from reality state. Especially after seeing my friends, it was an uplifting thing and I've been sleeping better, waking up with more energy, and less paranoid.
 
Hey,
This is a post/trip report I made recently on The Dark Side regarding my prior abuse of DXM.
http://www.bluelight.ru/vb/showthread.php?threadid=103922&perpage=25&pagenumber=4

I had what I am almost certain was a psychotic break on DXM, I had no prior history of this, anxiety/social phobia problems certainly, but no three day negative thought loops driving me to the point of suicide.

I find that on 1st and 2nd plateau trips weed has the same effect on me, some good bud would have me rolling across the floor, jumping up and down like a crazy monkey, I could not sit still, which is the opposite of it's normal effect is on me I assure you.

As a former heavy user I have to stress this to you, DO NOT ATTEMPT THIRD FOURTH AND ESPECIALLY SIGMA LEVEL TRIPS, especially if you use pure DXM Hbr. You are already pushing the envelope at this dosage. I would confidently predict that an ego-busting trip would trigger your schizophrenia, I cannot see how it could fail to. The DXM experience can be quite schizophrenic enough without other factors coming into play

DXM is a brilliant tool, unfortunately I was 19 when I learnt about it, knew no-one else who knew about it, and pushed it to the limit. when I first read William White's DXM FAQ it was a lot more upbeat, these days thanks to impatient kids like me it's quite morbid. Or maybe that's just how it seems to me.

Also, what is your weight?
 
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Okay i have to admit to something, my intentions to stop DXM were incredibly loose when i wrote that report. I have since dosed on 900 mg of dxm and concluded a few things. Oh I weigh 70kg

One: I am more sensitive to DXM then others, having dosed at 350 mg before i am confident that sent me into a light third plateau trip. 600 mg killed my ego, 900mg killed reality, it was intense, and scary, i could not speak, my father stumbled upon me and he looked demonic, he asked a question, it sounded really hollow and echoey, i just layed there and tried to grip this small reality then i slipped back out of it.

I had no idea what anything was, i wasn't me, i knew what ego loss was, there was no I. I was nothing, disintigrated into nothing.

Two: I'm incredibly immature in tripping. Every trip i have had has been alone, this time i went to the park at 3am and lost my sense of me. I was incredibly frightened i clung to my music like it was a life preserver, then it ended. Luckily i hadn't peaked yet, i coudl still occasionally remember, i'm tripping like fuck, your okay, its going to stop, i stood up and probably took 3 hours to get back to my house which was less than a eighth a mile away.

Three: I've been a lucky Bastard so far in tripping, i haven't been kicked off into a schizophrenic state of mind. I have been so incredibly lucky and i have to stop thinking that i'll be lucky one more time because i'm not going to be lucky next time. This last time was very good for me, i discovered what sends me into my schizophrenic moods. i figured out my triggers, i figured it all out while in the afterglow which i would say for me, was a mild second plateau trip. Like i said earlier i'm oversensitive to DXM, on the third day i would rate me feeling a mild first plateau trip, yesterday i woudl say a mild second plateau trip all day, i almost went into a schizophrenic state but luckily i somehow avoided it with the help of friends, i discovered a lot about myself. But i understand how lucky i was to experience that, my odds of coming out of this with more understanding of my schizophrenia were a thousand to one, i happened to be that one this time, next time i know i won't be that lucky.


Four: I really have to stop. I have to stop, when i was dead for over 4 hours i almost lost my sanity, then for another 8 hours afterwords i went into a sedated state of schizophrenia, it was hard to think i was really confused and under the influence of the dxm it was bad i got othrough it with no damage though. I need to stop it coudl kill me if i continue, i could lose life if i continue. I have tons of willpower, my mind is extremely powerful thanks to meditation and yoga, so i know i can stop, addiction is still tough, but i can stop.

Five: the world is so beautiful. The world is so beautiful i shouldn't let drugs take it away from me.

Hopefully you've stuck with me till now, i may post this in the darkside forums i'm not sure. but understand i'm still a little bit under the effects of the DXM three days afterwords so thats how sensitive i am to it. This also should explain how this is written as far as spelling grammar and maturity level. hah. but yeah thanks for reading up on me and giving me advice, i'm lucky to come away from DXM with a new understanding of me and everything. Its time to lay it to rest, it was fun while it lasted, but its just not for me anymore, fond farewell my friend.
 
Out of interest, are you able to scan in a copy of the picture you drew of the Gates of Hell?
 
probably not, i'm not much of an artist anyways, in fact i'm a terrible sketcher added with the fact that i was tripping like nuts and my hand felt like someone elses
 
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