Alright this trip occurred almost exactly 3 years ago and I cant remember specifics like the amount I ingested or exact times but this was most definitely the first and most intense psychedelic experience I have ever experienced and I feel is worthy of a report. At this point in my life cannabis, cocaine, benzos, and opiates were the only substances I had came in contact with. This trip would be roughly my 3rd or 4th experience with dxm. With the last trip less than a week before this one.
This story begins around New Years Eve, me and a group of my buddies were planning a party and we all agreed upon DXM as our intoxicant of choice. This not being my first time with this substance, I was well aware how amazing music is on it, so I sat up my computer and 5.1 surround sound in an empty 4x4 room in my buddies basement. We all went in the local department store and bought a couple
z bottles of tussin a piece (I Believe they contained 10mg DXM and guaifenisen).
We start the party by downing a bottle each, after coating the roofs of our mouth with toothpaste to help curb the disgusting taste. The party started out great, we had put the music on and we found ourselves dancing among one another in this cramped 4x4 room. The most memorable aspect at this point was that one of my friends heads looked abnormally large. I remember downing another bottle later on in the night and I remember pouring tussin in a glass then filling the glass with sprite, Im sure this was not a full bottle most likely about 2-4oz. Im assuming I was under the impression that soda syrup is mixed with carbonated water why cant cough syrup be added to something carbonated? I also remember bringing a chair in the 4x4 room, which we called the dextroverse (I later found out there was a very informative DXM website by this name, def worth checking out.) I just sat in there with music playing and staring at windows media player visualizations. The most noteworthy effect at this time was one hallucination, one song I was listening to would like cycle the speakers, as if the song itself were circling you. Once when it did this I seen a glowing orange orb follow the sound. That was definitely the most significant experience of that day.
I had managed to fall asleep at some point and when I woke up I had stumbled upon my sprite tussin concoction that had been completely forgotten. The strangest thing about it was that it had no noticable taste, mainly just a flat sprite taste, it was a slight burgundy color from the tussin otherwise I prolly wouldnt have noticed. So to recap, in the past 24 hrs I had 2 bottles ofz/10mg per serving, and an unknown amount of DXM in my sprite concoction. Now is where the story gets interesting.
I cant remember much about the next day, but ill never forget that night. I do know I had never left my buddies house we had the party at and I had been hanging around them all day. It was evening by now and I was still totally fucked from all the dxm. I began to notice the strange shit when we were all in the basement. I would look at my friends face and it would morph into the face of another friend nearby, whose face would also belong to a totally different person, this would come in waves for the rest of the night. For a moment it would break and I could make out reality, but not even a minute later It would be back. I remember a candle being our only source of light in the basement and I fully believed if this candle were to go out, that was simply the end of all existence. I eventually ran my friends off telling them I had to kiss on my gf or something bad would happen. They were well aware that I had lost my mind by this point so they happily agreed. I remember I stopped kissing her to cuss her out because her face morphed into that of my friend and it angered me that my friend would make out with me in my vulnerable state. Eventually I realized it really was my gf and not one of the guys. But I was still freaking, I knew I needed to take a shower to feel better so I headed for my friends bathroom. He stopped me on the way and asked if I was alrite when I looked at him he had morphed into my grandpa and that gave me a feeling of relief. In the shower I remember mumbling to myself uncontrollably about the temperature being exactly right. All of a sudden the shower I was in transformed into the shower at my parents house. I was convinced my friends had taken me to my parents cuz I freaked them out and began cursing at them. This was not the case, I had never left my buddies house. When I got out of the shower I was informed that my gfs angry parents wanted her home immediately and it was up to me to get her there. [NEVER EVER DRIVE ON ANY SUBSTANCE! Especially if youre as fucked as I was. Luckily my brother in law had showed up from somewhere and drove my car back to my house, which is approximately halfway between my friends house and my gfs house. On this ride I began to experience what I would consider the unlocking of the third eye. It felt like I had lifted out of my body as if I was a helium balloon. I was still mumbling uncontrollably only know I was trying to figure out who I was. It went something like, ?€œI am [brother in laws name here],no.. I am [3yr old nephew name here], no I am...?€ you get the idea I was basically cycling thru family members, however I never once mentioned my own name. When we got to my house my bro in law told my sister of my situation. I remember her looking like a shady drug dealer you would expect to see on the streets or something, which is ironic because she gave me a 10mg zyprexa and told my gf if I take this I will be fine. She held onto it until we got to her house. The only memorable moment of my (dangerous, very stupid, and nonadvisable) drive. Is that I stopped for a deer crossing the world this was on the right side of the car and my head was tilted that way waiting on it to cross. A brief glimpse into reality showed me I was actually looking the opposite direction at a branch full of leaves towards the top of a tree. Other than that we made it to her house safely somehow where I took my zyprexa and woke the next morning with little afterglow, although very shaken by the event. I still to this day have much difficulty looking at peoples faces especially eye contact.
Well I really appreciate it if you took the time to read this. Any and all comments on this scary situation are more than welcome.
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_dxm
substancecode_dissociatives
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_negative
exptype_lifechanging
exptype_difficult
roacode_oral
This story begins around New Years Eve, me and a group of my buddies were planning a party and we all agreed upon DXM as our intoxicant of choice. This not being my first time with this substance, I was well aware how amazing music is on it, so I sat up my computer and 5.1 surround sound in an empty 4x4 room in my buddies basement. We all went in the local department store and bought a couple
z bottles of tussin a piece (I Believe they contained 10mg DXM and guaifenisen).We start the party by downing a bottle each, after coating the roofs of our mouth with toothpaste to help curb the disgusting taste. The party started out great, we had put the music on and we found ourselves dancing among one another in this cramped 4x4 room. The most memorable aspect at this point was that one of my friends heads looked abnormally large. I remember downing another bottle later on in the night and I remember pouring tussin in a glass then filling the glass with sprite, Im sure this was not a full bottle most likely about 2-4oz. Im assuming I was under the impression that soda syrup is mixed with carbonated water why cant cough syrup be added to something carbonated? I also remember bringing a chair in the 4x4 room, which we called the dextroverse (I later found out there was a very informative DXM website by this name, def worth checking out.) I just sat in there with music playing and staring at windows media player visualizations. The most noteworthy effect at this time was one hallucination, one song I was listening to would like cycle the speakers, as if the song itself were circling you. Once when it did this I seen a glowing orange orb follow the sound. That was definitely the most significant experience of that day.
I had managed to fall asleep at some point and when I woke up I had stumbled upon my sprite tussin concoction that had been completely forgotten. The strangest thing about it was that it had no noticable taste, mainly just a flat sprite taste, it was a slight burgundy color from the tussin otherwise I prolly wouldnt have noticed. So to recap, in the past 24 hrs I had 2 bottles of
z/10mg per serving, and an unknown amount of DXM in my sprite concoction. Now is where the story gets interesting.I cant remember much about the next day, but ill never forget that night. I do know I had never left my buddies house we had the party at and I had been hanging around them all day. It was evening by now and I was still totally fucked from all the dxm. I began to notice the strange shit when we were all in the basement. I would look at my friends face and it would morph into the face of another friend nearby, whose face would also belong to a totally different person, this would come in waves for the rest of the night. For a moment it would break and I could make out reality, but not even a minute later It would be back. I remember a candle being our only source of light in the basement and I fully believed if this candle were to go out, that was simply the end of all existence. I eventually ran my friends off telling them I had to kiss on my gf or something bad would happen. They were well aware that I had lost my mind by this point so they happily agreed. I remember I stopped kissing her to cuss her out because her face morphed into that of my friend and it angered me that my friend would make out with me in my vulnerable state. Eventually I realized it really was my gf and not one of the guys. But I was still freaking, I knew I needed to take a shower to feel better so I headed for my friends bathroom. He stopped me on the way and asked if I was alrite when I looked at him he had morphed into my grandpa and that gave me a feeling of relief. In the shower I remember mumbling to myself uncontrollably about the temperature being exactly right. All of a sudden the shower I was in transformed into the shower at my parents house. I was convinced my friends had taken me to my parents cuz I freaked them out and began cursing at them. This was not the case, I had never left my buddies house. When I got out of the shower I was informed that my gfs angry parents wanted her home immediately and it was up to me to get her there. [NEVER EVER DRIVE ON ANY SUBSTANCE! Especially if youre as fucked as I was. Luckily my brother in law had showed up from somewhere and drove my car back to my house, which is approximately halfway between my friends house and my gfs house. On this ride I began to experience what I would consider the unlocking of the third eye. It felt like I had lifted out of my body as if I was a helium balloon. I was still mumbling uncontrollably only know I was trying to figure out who I was. It went something like, ?€œI am [brother in laws name here],no.. I am [3yr old nephew name here], no I am...?€ you get the idea I was basically cycling thru family members, however I never once mentioned my own name. When we got to my house my bro in law told my sister of my situation. I remember her looking like a shady drug dealer you would expect to see on the streets or something, which is ironic because she gave me a 10mg zyprexa and told my gf if I take this I will be fine. She held onto it until we got to her house. The only memorable moment of my (dangerous, very stupid, and nonadvisable) drive. Is that I stopped for a deer crossing the world this was on the right side of the car and my head was tilted that way waiting on it to cross. A brief glimpse into reality showed me I was actually looking the opposite direction at a branch full of leaves towards the top of a tree. Other than that we made it to her house safely somehow where I took my zyprexa and woke the next morning with little afterglow, although very shaken by the event. I still to this day have much difficulty looking at peoples faces especially eye contact.
Well I really appreciate it if you took the time to read this. Any and all comments on this scary situation are more than welcome.
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_dxm
substancecode_dissociatives
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_negative
exptype_lifechanging
exptype_difficult
roacode_oral
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