"Who would've thought?" That's the exact same thing I said after trying salvia for the first time. Followed by, "Really I can walk into a store and just buy that."
My brain feels fried though. It feels worse than an MDMA come down. I had a full blown vision of biblical proportions. I had two 118ml bottles at 15mg DXM per five ml. So if my math serves me correct that should be 708mg of DXM for a first trip. WOW! So I chug the bottles and that part wasn't so bad. I lay down on the couch and get comfortable. Im sitting there with no idea what so ever to expect from this. I have The Doors playing on the Windows media player and I have the cool psychedelic background thing running on the computer. This is my only source of light. The time is somewhere around 8:15pm.
By around 8:30pm I start to notice what I call placebo psychedelic effects. This is a term that I have come up with because I have done so many psychedelics through out my life that it's hard for me to tell whats my mind and whats a real come up. I'm sure some of you know what I mean. In fact on many nights me and my now ex wife would talk about things like, what if the shit we see now was always there but now we just notice it because we've opened the door to it with the use of psychedelics. Once again I know some of you trippers know exactly what I'm talking about. But anyways I have a hard time noticing if a psychedelic come up is real or in my head. So the rule of thumb goes like this. If I have to ask it's placebo.
I'm sitting on the couch waiting to notice something. The first thing I notice is my stomach is starting to let me now that I have indeed poisoned it. Thanks to the big dandy dxm thread though I know I have nothing to worry about. I know I just need to keep it down for as long as possible and then let it all come back up. So I'm sitting on the couch and at some point I close my eyes. "There it is." With my eyes closed I notice mild CEV. I am laying there for a short while then I realize it's time. I open my eyes to go puke and then I see a world of wonderful color. I also notice the peacock feather like eye image that I always see when tripping out lining shapes and objects. I am impressed by the visuals. But it is not nearly as intense as I had thought it was supposed to be.
I then make my way to the bathroom and puke the most violent puke ever. As I'm puking I'm wondering if it will ever end. But also as I'm puking I'm noticing that the trip is getting a little more intense. Now I'm done puking and I go back to my couch. The music sounds really good. I pull the blanket over me and the world around me sort of goes away, and I find myself looking down upon a brand new psychedelic world. I am watching the world. Then I notice that I am being transported to different places of my life different rooms I've lived in. I am not aware of anything yet completely aware at the same time.
I now that I am indeed experiencing a 3rd plateau trip. Then the next place I am transported to seems to be of significance to me. I don't know why, but there is something about this room that I have traveled to that cries out for my attention. I listen to my drugged out mind and just open myself up to whatever is about to happen and whatever I'm about to see. I am very confused and frightened. I tell myself that if must just stay open minded and see where this leads. After all I took this drug in an attempt to break on through and discover whatever might be on the other side. I also took the drug knowing that I was in a safe environment and that no matter how intense things might get I would be safe. Knowing that helped me slide into whatever or where ever my mind wanted to go.
I had stopped in a familiar past room of some sort but I could not yet place it. Then I became surrounded by things that I had been trying to avoidin my life. People places things, they were all right there with me. The room that I had arrived at had a staircase that I was at the bottom of looking up at. I then realized exactly where I was, and from that moment I was watching a vision of biblical proportions. It was so real and so clear. I didn't like what I saw but I knew how real it was. I am not going into the details because it's my vision and it was ment for me, but believe me when I say it had quite a bit of significance to my current life situation.
Then just as quick as the vision came it disappeared. It had seemed to me that I might even by sober now. Or so I thought for a brief second as I turned my phone on and tried to text my ex and explain to her that I just had a vision and what it meant. As soon as I started to do this I realized that I was still quite high. My peak was finished though. I had a vision and then it was done. I was still high and still had all the effects that seem to be experienced with a 2nd level plateau trip, but the dissociative wild vision world was gone.
So I start to text people and tell them what it was like. I text a good homie from this site and as Im explaining the trip I realize that I think I feel like a cat coming out of a K hole. I used to work at a Vets office and I would attend to cats as they came out of their K holes. How I felt reminded me of exactly how the cats would always act. I've never done K so I don't know if that indeed is the same type of feeling but I'm guessing that they are somewhat familiar.
I slowly tapered off the high and now I feel brain dead and hungry. Although it was still psychedelic after coming out of the peak, the only time I had feelings of some sort of travel and visions was during the peak. It was an epic journey. I think my next stop on the blue bus is going to be K.
Driver where you taking us,
Rollz
My brain feels fried though. It feels worse than an MDMA come down. I had a full blown vision of biblical proportions. I had two 118ml bottles at 15mg DXM per five ml. So if my math serves me correct that should be 708mg of DXM for a first trip. WOW! So I chug the bottles and that part wasn't so bad. I lay down on the couch and get comfortable. Im sitting there with no idea what so ever to expect from this. I have The Doors playing on the Windows media player and I have the cool psychedelic background thing running on the computer. This is my only source of light. The time is somewhere around 8:15pm.
By around 8:30pm I start to notice what I call placebo psychedelic effects. This is a term that I have come up with because I have done so many psychedelics through out my life that it's hard for me to tell whats my mind and whats a real come up. I'm sure some of you know what I mean. In fact on many nights me and my now ex wife would talk about things like, what if the shit we see now was always there but now we just notice it because we've opened the door to it with the use of psychedelics. Once again I know some of you trippers know exactly what I'm talking about. But anyways I have a hard time noticing if a psychedelic come up is real or in my head. So the rule of thumb goes like this. If I have to ask it's placebo.
I'm sitting on the couch waiting to notice something. The first thing I notice is my stomach is starting to let me now that I have indeed poisoned it. Thanks to the big dandy dxm thread though I know I have nothing to worry about. I know I just need to keep it down for as long as possible and then let it all come back up. So I'm sitting on the couch and at some point I close my eyes. "There it is." With my eyes closed I notice mild CEV. I am laying there for a short while then I realize it's time. I open my eyes to go puke and then I see a world of wonderful color. I also notice the peacock feather like eye image that I always see when tripping out lining shapes and objects. I am impressed by the visuals. But it is not nearly as intense as I had thought it was supposed to be.
I then make my way to the bathroom and puke the most violent puke ever. As I'm puking I'm wondering if it will ever end. But also as I'm puking I'm noticing that the trip is getting a little more intense. Now I'm done puking and I go back to my couch. The music sounds really good. I pull the blanket over me and the world around me sort of goes away, and I find myself looking down upon a brand new psychedelic world. I am watching the world. Then I notice that I am being transported to different places of my life different rooms I've lived in. I am not aware of anything yet completely aware at the same time.
I now that I am indeed experiencing a 3rd plateau trip. Then the next place I am transported to seems to be of significance to me. I don't know why, but there is something about this room that I have traveled to that cries out for my attention. I listen to my drugged out mind and just open myself up to whatever is about to happen and whatever I'm about to see. I am very confused and frightened. I tell myself that if must just stay open minded and see where this leads. After all I took this drug in an attempt to break on through and discover whatever might be on the other side. I also took the drug knowing that I was in a safe environment and that no matter how intense things might get I would be safe. Knowing that helped me slide into whatever or where ever my mind wanted to go.
I had stopped in a familiar past room of some sort but I could not yet place it. Then I became surrounded by things that I had been trying to avoidin my life. People places things, they were all right there with me. The room that I had arrived at had a staircase that I was at the bottom of looking up at. I then realized exactly where I was, and from that moment I was watching a vision of biblical proportions. It was so real and so clear. I didn't like what I saw but I knew how real it was. I am not going into the details because it's my vision and it was ment for me, but believe me when I say it had quite a bit of significance to my current life situation.
Then just as quick as the vision came it disappeared. It had seemed to me that I might even by sober now. Or so I thought for a brief second as I turned my phone on and tried to text my ex and explain to her that I just had a vision and what it meant. As soon as I started to do this I realized that I was still quite high. My peak was finished though. I had a vision and then it was done. I was still high and still had all the effects that seem to be experienced with a 2nd level plateau trip, but the dissociative wild vision world was gone.
So I start to text people and tell them what it was like. I text a good homie from this site and as Im explaining the trip I realize that I think I feel like a cat coming out of a K hole. I used to work at a Vets office and I would attend to cats as they came out of their K holes. How I felt reminded me of exactly how the cats would always act. I've never done K so I don't know if that indeed is the same type of feeling but I'm guessing that they are somewhat familiar.
I slowly tapered off the high and now I feel brain dead and hungry. Although it was still psychedelic after coming out of the peak, the only time I had feelings of some sort of travel and visions was during the peak. It was an epic journey. I think my next stop on the blue bus is going to be K.
Driver where you taking us,
Rollz
PS try delsym next time that's what I did but I couldn't go piss but I didn't throw up