ShivaSpaceTechnology
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My first 3rd plataeu experience with DXM
I bought 8 oz of tussin early in the morning after my mom left for work. I got odd looks from some customers buying an 8 oz bottle of cough medicine in the summer at 7 am, but hey, I don't give a fuck. After a little flirting with the super hot cashier I talk with occasionally, I left to my house. I downed the syrup with a glass of water, a piece of bread, and tea to help settle my stomach. Now, I've said in the past that the syrup didn't bother me, but this was only with 4 oz experience. Trying to drink 8 oz of this shit blew, I pretty much stifled vomit on the last gulp.
About 30 minutes later, I had to take a HUGRE DUMPO, so I went to the bathroom and got totally naked as usual. This is where some effects started to come in. I noticed the wall to seem it were pulsating, and the bastard double vision along with its ugly cousin, racing heartbeat, was starting to be felt. After I got out, I put some the album () by Sigur Ros to max volume in my stereo, and laid on my bed to wait for full on trip.
Another 30 minutes into it, I started to feel full on effects. I got a very, very great feeling, and the only thing I wanted to to was just lay there. No rolling on my bed, which happens to be my pasttime activity during my 1st and 2nd plateau trips, though I still had that great weightless type feeling that came along with them. The music, while great in its own right, proved to be SPECTACULAR to listen to while in this state. Sounds started to sound like they were being increased in volume, and then would fizzle out. Very odd. I pretty much also couldn't see shit. The only things I could see were multicolored pixles before me, along with the walls seeming like they were spiraling out of control. One time during the trip I went to go get a drink of water, I had very bad dry mouth because I never close my mouth during a dex, and I pretty much look retarded at that. As I walked to the kitchen, it felt more or less that some outside force was guiding me there instead of me physically walking. I drank the water, but I had absolutely no appetite. My brain also went into a very weird place. I started thinking about my friends and my place in life, which proved itself to be a very common factor in my DXM experiences.
I felt like a scientist examining multiple specimens inside a tank in a lab.
It was almost like I was living their lives for a little bit inside my head, and I realized how much they meant to me, almost putting them into a godlike status for the time. I also then delved into myself a little bit. For some reason, I couldn't help but believe that I was going to be famous for a reason, or that I was "The One". I obviously don't see this to be true now, but I was so sure at the time that the world would know my name. Sometime during the trip, I also felt like the inside of me was ripping out, like i was about to die or something.
After this, I had this weird God experience. I thought I was somehow communicating with him through the corner of my ceiling. I could feel his presence in that spot in my room.
Overall, it was a great experience, though it was a very light third plateau trip. I plan to have a stronger one , but I think I'll wait about a month. Strange things happened inside me that day, I wish I could explain it better.
I bought 8 oz of tussin early in the morning after my mom left for work. I got odd looks from some customers buying an 8 oz bottle of cough medicine in the summer at 7 am, but hey, I don't give a fuck. After a little flirting with the super hot cashier I talk with occasionally, I left to my house. I downed the syrup with a glass of water, a piece of bread, and tea to help settle my stomach. Now, I've said in the past that the syrup didn't bother me, but this was only with 4 oz experience. Trying to drink 8 oz of this shit blew, I pretty much stifled vomit on the last gulp.
About 30 minutes later, I had to take a HUGRE DUMPO, so I went to the bathroom and got totally naked as usual. This is where some effects started to come in. I noticed the wall to seem it were pulsating, and the bastard double vision along with its ugly cousin, racing heartbeat, was starting to be felt. After I got out, I put some the album () by Sigur Ros to max volume in my stereo, and laid on my bed to wait for full on trip.
Another 30 minutes into it, I started to feel full on effects. I got a very, very great feeling, and the only thing I wanted to to was just lay there. No rolling on my bed, which happens to be my pasttime activity during my 1st and 2nd plateau trips, though I still had that great weightless type feeling that came along with them. The music, while great in its own right, proved to be SPECTACULAR to listen to while in this state. Sounds started to sound like they were being increased in volume, and then would fizzle out. Very odd. I pretty much also couldn't see shit. The only things I could see were multicolored pixles before me, along with the walls seeming like they were spiraling out of control. One time during the trip I went to go get a drink of water, I had very bad dry mouth because I never close my mouth during a dex, and I pretty much look retarded at that. As I walked to the kitchen, it felt more or less that some outside force was guiding me there instead of me physically walking. I drank the water, but I had absolutely no appetite. My brain also went into a very weird place. I started thinking about my friends and my place in life, which proved itself to be a very common factor in my DXM experiences.
I felt like a scientist examining multiple specimens inside a tank in a lab.
It was almost like I was living their lives for a little bit inside my head, and I realized how much they meant to me, almost putting them into a godlike status for the time. I also then delved into myself a little bit. For some reason, I couldn't help but believe that I was going to be famous for a reason, or that I was "The One". I obviously don't see this to be true now, but I was so sure at the time that the world would know my name. Sometime during the trip, I also felt like the inside of me was ripping out, like i was about to die or something.
After this, I had this weird God experience. I thought I was somehow communicating with him through the corner of my ceiling. I could feel his presence in that spot in my room.
Overall, it was a great experience, though it was a very light third plateau trip. I plan to have a stronger one , but I think I'll wait about a month. Strange things happened inside me that day, I wish I could explain it better.
