i are spectre
Bluelighter
after experimenting with DXM for about a year, i decided it was time to bring the doses up. my first trip that started at my friends house was a dose of about 1.75g. we put DXM powder in a mix with cranberry juice which helped a lot. we only mixed it with a small amount of juice though so we didn't have to drink a mass volume of bitter shit juice. i chugged the stuff which was not nearly as bad as robo. after about 20 minutes I began to feel my lips tingle and a mild buzz of about a 250-350mg dose. i also felt a "grainy" sort of feeling, especially in my skin, that i always do when i used to trip before.
about 5 minutes after that i was completely out of my mind as if i drank over 5 bottles. we started playing metal gear solid 2 on my playstation but it became increasingly hard by the minute to play. the drug just kept hittin us.
about 10 minutes later we couldn't hardly stay awake so we just sat in bed, going almost in an out of conciousness. during that 3-4 hour time, i had wicked dreams and feelings. i felt as if i was in a completely black room sometimes looking down at a blue line that i thought was me. nothing else was present so i that's all i could assume. every now and then i'd get a small rush of fear and death but would go away by the sound of a voice or the sound of my friend trying to play the playstation.
about 1 hour after that when i could see colors again my friends brother came in, but i could barely make his face out. everything was real blurry and i had to close one eye to see because i had real strong double vision. he would talk but i would instantly forget what he was saying. after a sort conversation he had with my friend (twice my weight so a lot less of a trip) he got the message to me we were gunna smoke weed. so we went out in an suv and drove to this field sorta and smoked a few bowls. as soon as i took that first toke i was already blazed out of my mind, and by the 3rd bowl i could barely focus my attention on anything, it was like total chaos inside my head without thoughts.
several months later at a party a friend of mine wanted to split some dxm with me. before this i had already consumed about 600mg 6-8 hours ago. he wanted to trip real hard so he weighed out about 3.25g (when i say about, i mean +/- .1g) and mixed it in a cup with water. not knowing dxm isn't very water soluble at all, a lot settled at the bottom that we couldnt see (it was in a mug). my friend took half and i did the same. it was the nastiest substance i had ever tasted in my entire life, i never knew taste buds could sense such a NASTY FUKING taste.
20 minutes afterwords, i start to come up again, but this time it feels very different. i get this rushing feeling much like anxiety in my chest. i begin to feel very hot and itchy, and i look in the mirror and i look like a bloated balloon. my skin feels INCREDIBLY hot and my heart starts pounding. i went outside to try and hoarf the stuff up because i knew this was obviously heading the wrong direction. i stuck my finger as far down as i could to puke any out, but nothing happens. i got back inside and drink some water, sit on the couch, and head into a strong 4th plateau. i still have the rushing feeling at this point but it's much stronger, and i begin to lose all sense with reality. my friend sitting on the couch monitering me just turns into a blob sitting on a blue blob (couch) in a dark blue space. i can also see my legs pointed towards him when im lying down. i can see my left leg begin to shake, not too violently, but pretty bad. i recall it feeling very strange and i laughed because of the feeling.
the next thing i remember (probably 7 hours later) is coming back to reality like if you were to wake up at 1 in the morning after being passed out from drinking 1/2 gallon of hard liquer earlier that evening. i had no clue where i was at or who was driving, just that i was in a car with a person who looked like someone i knew from before. i didn't bother to say a word for some reason. after driving for about an hour, which seemed like 30-35 seconds, he dropped me off at my house and i managed to say bye. i walked towards the door, falling once and bouncing right back up. at this point i felt completely FLAT, like i was in a 2d world, and had no thoughts or emotions at all. never had i felt like this at all during my dxm or any trips in the past. i went straight to bed, woke up the next day feeling a strong 2nd plateau or 3rd plateau. i felt like my soul had been ripped from my body and just felt like overall shit. 6 months after that (now) i still get mild anxiety, especially when i smoke pot (significantly more than i used to). it was also much harder to speak during the first couple months, but thats dwindled down quite a bit. i think im claustrophobic a bit now too, and i'm a horrible speller.
and there you have it, i will never touch that shit again.
about 5 minutes after that i was completely out of my mind as if i drank over 5 bottles. we started playing metal gear solid 2 on my playstation but it became increasingly hard by the minute to play. the drug just kept hittin us.
about 10 minutes later we couldn't hardly stay awake so we just sat in bed, going almost in an out of conciousness. during that 3-4 hour time, i had wicked dreams and feelings. i felt as if i was in a completely black room sometimes looking down at a blue line that i thought was me. nothing else was present so i that's all i could assume. every now and then i'd get a small rush of fear and death but would go away by the sound of a voice or the sound of my friend trying to play the playstation.
about 1 hour after that when i could see colors again my friends brother came in, but i could barely make his face out. everything was real blurry and i had to close one eye to see because i had real strong double vision. he would talk but i would instantly forget what he was saying. after a sort conversation he had with my friend (twice my weight so a lot less of a trip) he got the message to me we were gunna smoke weed. so we went out in an suv and drove to this field sorta and smoked a few bowls. as soon as i took that first toke i was already blazed out of my mind, and by the 3rd bowl i could barely focus my attention on anything, it was like total chaos inside my head without thoughts.
several months later at a party a friend of mine wanted to split some dxm with me. before this i had already consumed about 600mg 6-8 hours ago. he wanted to trip real hard so he weighed out about 3.25g (when i say about, i mean +/- .1g) and mixed it in a cup with water. not knowing dxm isn't very water soluble at all, a lot settled at the bottom that we couldnt see (it was in a mug). my friend took half and i did the same. it was the nastiest substance i had ever tasted in my entire life, i never knew taste buds could sense such a NASTY FUKING taste.
20 minutes afterwords, i start to come up again, but this time it feels very different. i get this rushing feeling much like anxiety in my chest. i begin to feel very hot and itchy, and i look in the mirror and i look like a bloated balloon. my skin feels INCREDIBLY hot and my heart starts pounding. i went outside to try and hoarf the stuff up because i knew this was obviously heading the wrong direction. i stuck my finger as far down as i could to puke any out, but nothing happens. i got back inside and drink some water, sit on the couch, and head into a strong 4th plateau. i still have the rushing feeling at this point but it's much stronger, and i begin to lose all sense with reality. my friend sitting on the couch monitering me just turns into a blob sitting on a blue blob (couch) in a dark blue space. i can also see my legs pointed towards him when im lying down. i can see my left leg begin to shake, not too violently, but pretty bad. i recall it feeling very strange and i laughed because of the feeling.
the next thing i remember (probably 7 hours later) is coming back to reality like if you were to wake up at 1 in the morning after being passed out from drinking 1/2 gallon of hard liquer earlier that evening. i had no clue where i was at or who was driving, just that i was in a car with a person who looked like someone i knew from before. i didn't bother to say a word for some reason. after driving for about an hour, which seemed like 30-35 seconds, he dropped me off at my house and i managed to say bye. i walked towards the door, falling once and bouncing right back up. at this point i felt completely FLAT, like i was in a 2d world, and had no thoughts or emotions at all. never had i felt like this at all during my dxm or any trips in the past. i went straight to bed, woke up the next day feeling a strong 2nd plateau or 3rd plateau. i felt like my soul had been ripped from my body and just felt like overall shit. 6 months after that (now) i still get mild anxiety, especially when i smoke pot (significantly more than i used to). it was also much harder to speak during the first couple months, but thats dwindled down quite a bit. i think im claustrophobic a bit now too, and i'm a horrible speller.
and there you have it, i will never touch that shit again.
