Blurpinkle
Bluelighter
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- May 25, 2008
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After two previous attempts to reach a 3rd plateau that failed, I tried again with a slightly lower dosage - 40 gelcaps, but this time I downed them considerably faster and on a full empty stomach. I usually take about an hour to get that many down so the trips comes on slow and increases as the gelcaps melt in my stomach, but this time, I got them all down in under 15 minutes and bow was I in for s surprise.
Not only did I shoot right past the first and 2nd plateus, I think I may have shot right past the third. Things started getting very intense very fast so I went to lie down on my futon, and I figured I would put some headphones on with some good music and see if I could float around again, only before I knew it, I fast forwarded into a bizarre world of only vibration. I remember talking to a molecule cluster inside of a coffee cup... yes, you heard that right. They were telling me how they kept formation according to the thoughts of what people thought they were, and that if I joined them I should really stay a coffee cup because if you go changing all the time you'll really put the fright into humans.
This seemed perfectly logical to me at the time so I tried to vibrate at the level of a 'blue coffee cup' and then felt myself vibrate with a huge 'zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzing' noise until I was in one of the coffee cup molecule clusters playing with the other molecules but becoming board with it all and and then trying to be a shoe, or a table cloth.
Then, I would have in between moments where I would half snap back into my body have a semi freak out as I realized I had just been a coffee cup and talking or communicating to molecule ckusters.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!? WAS I JUST A COFFEE CUP!!?!?" would be the predominate thought / feeling at that moment, and it was a bit scary as I did not at the time have any memory that I was on a dxm trip. I would then think of the sentence I thought in my head (was I just a coffee cup?!) and find it hysterical and not understand why I would ask myself that. I would forget that I was just buzzing around as a molecule cluster in a coffee cup formation and not have any clue as to why I would be thinking I had just been a coffee cup.
Several times I thought I must have died somehow although I was certain why, and I thought I was in some weird limbo state between worlds but I couldn't remember exactly why or how to get out. The periods that I was in my body were difficult at best as everything else was a blur of shocking energy vortexes, vibrations, clusters of traveling light, and other odd odd things.
The feeling was extremely unpleasant yet not horrific because as uncomfortably strange as it was, I was somehow able to avoid entering a total panic state and just go with it, even though I did not know what the hell I was going with or why. Luckily over the past few years, I have been fairly spiritual and grounded in my love of infinite existence, and I have fully accepted myself ,so thankfully, I kept hearing some part of me saying, 'don't panic,' as if out of a Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy novel.
"Whatever is going on right now, it is all just some fluctuation and regardless, you will always be ok. You exist. You have always existed, and you always will exist, so no matter what how strange things are or what forms you are playing with or taking on right now you will be just fine." That would repeat in my head space or 'cluster space' several times so even though things were a bit terrifying I managed to be ok with it with the assumption that I would have more knowledge on the situation later. This was probably the best aspect that I took out of the whole thing. It was good to know that even when I didn't know I was a human or remember what the hell was going on, that some sense of peace followed me. It was like an 'I am' meditation. All I had to remember was 'I am' and it seemed I could remember that through all permutations, so even if i was a cluster of molecules that was a coffee cup or if I was a light beam, if I could focus on the 'I am' and not the "I am FUCKED!' I was fine.
Another awful thing that happened that will probably make some of you laugh is that I had a James Bond DVD playing when I started the trip, because usually dxm takes a long while to hit me and I can pretty much watch an entire movie before any strong effects kick in.
Well well well, let me just tell you that the entire episode was broken up by bizarre gun shots every so often because after the movie ended, the disc returned to the menu which has a 2 minute sequence that loops. I believe Octopussy was the film. So in the brief interludes that I was sentient enough to know that I was some sort of human being, there was a bizarre spy motif too it and I couldn't for the life of me figure out why.
Then, in tiny fleeting moments of focus I would realize I had taken DXM, realized it was way too intensely strong, and realize that the DVD was on continuous loop.
"OH Jesus CHRIST God in heaven satan's balls THAT'S WHAT THAT IS!!!!!!??!?!" would be my realization and I would find this slightly funny in my terror / confusion and plan a mission to turn the damn thing off but it was just not happening. The distance from the futon to the player or remote was universes, and I would soon enter some other strange vortex and completely forget what it was again and how to do anything about it. The gunshots were not fun, I can tell you that much.
I woke up into my still swirling rubberized body some 7 hours later and then couldn't sleep for a few hours after that, All in all it was a very exhausting experience and I could barely get this trip report typed in.
The whole experience was just entirely bizarre and generally uncomfortable even though aspects of it were interesting. I would have not gone that far out on purpose. Strangely, when I was in it, I knew some of the feeling and the space, and I realized this had happen to me once before when I tried dxm and overshot the mark years ago, but I hadn't remembered the strange space I had been in until this.
All this, and on only 600mg. Seemed far stronger an effect than I thought that amount could cause but I guess taking it faster was the huge difference.
Think I shall give dxm a good rest for a while.
I bid you all good day.
- * Blurpinkle
Not only did I shoot right past the first and 2nd plateus, I think I may have shot right past the third. Things started getting very intense very fast so I went to lie down on my futon, and I figured I would put some headphones on with some good music and see if I could float around again, only before I knew it, I fast forwarded into a bizarre world of only vibration. I remember talking to a molecule cluster inside of a coffee cup... yes, you heard that right. They were telling me how they kept formation according to the thoughts of what people thought they were, and that if I joined them I should really stay a coffee cup because if you go changing all the time you'll really put the fright into humans.
This seemed perfectly logical to me at the time so I tried to vibrate at the level of a 'blue coffee cup' and then felt myself vibrate with a huge 'zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzing' noise until I was in one of the coffee cup molecule clusters playing with the other molecules but becoming board with it all and and then trying to be a shoe, or a table cloth.
Then, I would have in between moments where I would half snap back into my body have a semi freak out as I realized I had just been a coffee cup and talking or communicating to molecule ckusters.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!? WAS I JUST A COFFEE CUP!!?!?" would be the predominate thought / feeling at that moment, and it was a bit scary as I did not at the time have any memory that I was on a dxm trip. I would then think of the sentence I thought in my head (was I just a coffee cup?!) and find it hysterical and not understand why I would ask myself that. I would forget that I was just buzzing around as a molecule cluster in a coffee cup formation and not have any clue as to why I would be thinking I had just been a coffee cup.
Several times I thought I must have died somehow although I was certain why, and I thought I was in some weird limbo state between worlds but I couldn't remember exactly why or how to get out. The periods that I was in my body were difficult at best as everything else was a blur of shocking energy vortexes, vibrations, clusters of traveling light, and other odd odd things.
The feeling was extremely unpleasant yet not horrific because as uncomfortably strange as it was, I was somehow able to avoid entering a total panic state and just go with it, even though I did not know what the hell I was going with or why. Luckily over the past few years, I have been fairly spiritual and grounded in my love of infinite existence, and I have fully accepted myself ,so thankfully, I kept hearing some part of me saying, 'don't panic,' as if out of a Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy novel.
"Whatever is going on right now, it is all just some fluctuation and regardless, you will always be ok. You exist. You have always existed, and you always will exist, so no matter what how strange things are or what forms you are playing with or taking on right now you will be just fine." That would repeat in my head space or 'cluster space' several times so even though things were a bit terrifying I managed to be ok with it with the assumption that I would have more knowledge on the situation later. This was probably the best aspect that I took out of the whole thing. It was good to know that even when I didn't know I was a human or remember what the hell was going on, that some sense of peace followed me. It was like an 'I am' meditation. All I had to remember was 'I am' and it seemed I could remember that through all permutations, so even if i was a cluster of molecules that was a coffee cup or if I was a light beam, if I could focus on the 'I am' and not the "I am FUCKED!' I was fine.
Another awful thing that happened that will probably make some of you laugh is that I had a James Bond DVD playing when I started the trip, because usually dxm takes a long while to hit me and I can pretty much watch an entire movie before any strong effects kick in.
Well well well, let me just tell you that the entire episode was broken up by bizarre gun shots every so often because after the movie ended, the disc returned to the menu which has a 2 minute sequence that loops. I believe Octopussy was the film. So in the brief interludes that I was sentient enough to know that I was some sort of human being, there was a bizarre spy motif too it and I couldn't for the life of me figure out why.
Then, in tiny fleeting moments of focus I would realize I had taken DXM, realized it was way too intensely strong, and realize that the DVD was on continuous loop.
"OH Jesus CHRIST God in heaven satan's balls THAT'S WHAT THAT IS!!!!!!??!?!" would be my realization and I would find this slightly funny in my terror / confusion and plan a mission to turn the damn thing off but it was just not happening. The distance from the futon to the player or remote was universes, and I would soon enter some other strange vortex and completely forget what it was again and how to do anything about it. The gunshots were not fun, I can tell you that much.
I woke up into my still swirling rubberized body some 7 hours later and then couldn't sleep for a few hours after that, All in all it was a very exhausting experience and I could barely get this trip report typed in.
The whole experience was just entirely bizarre and generally uncomfortable even though aspects of it were interesting. I would have not gone that far out on purpose. Strangely, when I was in it, I knew some of the feeling and the space, and I realized this had happen to me once before when I tried dxm and overshot the mark years ago, but I hadn't remembered the strange space I had been in until this.
All this, and on only 600mg. Seemed far stronger an effect than I thought that amount could cause but I guess taking it faster was the huge difference.
Think I shall give dxm a good rest for a while.
I bid you all good day.
- * Blurpinkle