Hey guys. A little bit of background information about me is as follows; I`m a soon-to-be 22 year old guy from Derbyshire, England. I have an erm, fairly varied experience with regards to different stimulants. I've dabbled in Ectasy, MDMA, Mephedrone and Cocaine. I had a very, very intense few weeks on high doses of Mephedrone and thus, this is my first experience with any substance in a fair few months.
Very recently I've been introduced to a source with whom I can purchase Ketamine. It was tested on the spot, and was proved to be above 93% pure. I settled at a reasonable price, and took one-gram. My brother-in-law, who we`ll call R for the purpose of this report, also purchased one-gram.
It was my first time dabbling in anything except stimulants so, as expected, I was a little nervous. R had used Ketamine a fair few times now, and knew exactly what to expect.
We headed back to R's house, where there was to only be him, and I there. We played some psych-trance on the laptop, and played some trippy cartoons on his 45-inch television. Immediately, we measured about 0.1g each, crushed it up and insufflated through the nostril.
It was fairly easy on the nose, and the backdrip was somewhat a little tasty... in a chemically non-tasty way. Almost instantly I noticed a change in mood, but thought it was placebo. About 2/3 minutes I realised it wasn't. I started to feel a little spacey, and more connected with everything, emotionally. These feelings stayed the same for 20 minutes or so.
After that, we measured another 0.1g each, and once again, insufflated. Almost instantly I just thought 'holy fuck, tonight is gonna be immense!', and boy was I right. I started to feel even more spacey. My sight, hearing and thoughts became sort of scrambled. I slowly started to feel more and more at one with everything.
Again, about 20 minutes later, we decided to rack up another 0.1g each, and insufflate it once again. Shortly after, we switched on some Left 4 Dead 2, and played away. Holy fuck, I was destroyed. I kept nodding in and out of a conscious me, and a me that was sort of inside the game. I felt complete empathy, and sympathy for the character in the game, as if it was myself. R confirmed this, it's exactly what he was going through... I started to get really confused. I was finding it hard to find the difference between reality, and the game. Though, every few minutes I'd snap out of it, and realise where I was.
About a hour and a half later, we switched the console off. It was confusing me, and starting to mentally exhaust me. We switched on some very abnormal, very weird Elton John concert via the television. The only reason we left it on is because it was intensifying the trip. We racked up about 0.15 of a gram each and, as expected, insufflated it.
Holy fuck, mary jesus mother of fucking Buddha. I was tripping balls. My legs felt brittle. I genuinely couldn't stand, and found it very difficult to move. I started to transform into a member of the audience, at the Elton John concert. At one point, I was n the frost seat, then I was a cameraman. And then I was a backing singer. This is where things get hazy, and this repeats for a couple of hours.
T+4: We measure up about 0.3 of a gram each, and insufflate. I am fucking destroyed. I am a person, but I am you. You are me. I am the T.V. I am a PC. I am the actors and actresses I am watching. I am the sofa... I am everything. I must have been K-holing. I just must have. I began to become really, really confused. I cannot move. I keep spinning in circles on the sofa.. or so it seems. The gravity force field keeps changing. Something is pulling me off the sofa by my legs. Then pushing me back on. I am in the programme on the T.V. Then I am in the laptop. I started to forget I've taken any substance, and contemplate whether this is what it's like to be free. I cann't for the life of me se straight. My hands feel like wooden blocks. I keep staring at R, yet each time I look, his face is somebody elses. Constantly changing. He isn't moving, yet he's breathing.
For the next hour or so, these actions and thoughts are repeating. I've never felt anything like it before in my life, and will find it difficult to ever do so, without touching Ketamine... I think. I felt so busy, though I wasn't moving. Crushing up the last line took me about... 40 minutes. Everything was shaking involuntarily. I didn't know whether I was alive or not. Which episode of thoughts/visual differences was actually reality? The TV programme? The music on the laptop? Me, a guy sitting there seeing this? I didn't know.
I eventually feel to sleep about 2 hours later. And awoke after 8 hours, feeling fine. Ok, slightly hungover, and a slight headache, but fine.
I have concluded that the positive effects that Ketamine have once consumed, are second to nothing I have ever experienced in my life... ever. It was truly fascinating, and out of this world so real. I will be dabbling in it again, but not for a fair few weeks/months.
Regards, Joseph.
Very recently I've been introduced to a source with whom I can purchase Ketamine. It was tested on the spot, and was proved to be above 93% pure. I settled at a reasonable price, and took one-gram. My brother-in-law, who we`ll call R for the purpose of this report, also purchased one-gram.
It was my first time dabbling in anything except stimulants so, as expected, I was a little nervous. R had used Ketamine a fair few times now, and knew exactly what to expect.
We headed back to R's house, where there was to only be him, and I there. We played some psych-trance on the laptop, and played some trippy cartoons on his 45-inch television. Immediately, we measured about 0.1g each, crushed it up and insufflated through the nostril.
It was fairly easy on the nose, and the backdrip was somewhat a little tasty... in a chemically non-tasty way. Almost instantly I noticed a change in mood, but thought it was placebo. About 2/3 minutes I realised it wasn't. I started to feel a little spacey, and more connected with everything, emotionally. These feelings stayed the same for 20 minutes or so.
After that, we measured another 0.1g each, and once again, insufflated. Almost instantly I just thought 'holy fuck, tonight is gonna be immense!', and boy was I right. I started to feel even more spacey. My sight, hearing and thoughts became sort of scrambled. I slowly started to feel more and more at one with everything.
Again, about 20 minutes later, we decided to rack up another 0.1g each, and insufflate it once again. Shortly after, we switched on some Left 4 Dead 2, and played away. Holy fuck, I was destroyed. I kept nodding in and out of a conscious me, and a me that was sort of inside the game. I felt complete empathy, and sympathy for the character in the game, as if it was myself. R confirmed this, it's exactly what he was going through... I started to get really confused. I was finding it hard to find the difference between reality, and the game. Though, every few minutes I'd snap out of it, and realise where I was.
About a hour and a half later, we switched the console off. It was confusing me, and starting to mentally exhaust me. We switched on some very abnormal, very weird Elton John concert via the television. The only reason we left it on is because it was intensifying the trip. We racked up about 0.15 of a gram each and, as expected, insufflated it.
Holy fuck, mary jesus mother of fucking Buddha. I was tripping balls. My legs felt brittle. I genuinely couldn't stand, and found it very difficult to move. I started to transform into a member of the audience, at the Elton John concert. At one point, I was n the frost seat, then I was a cameraman. And then I was a backing singer. This is where things get hazy, and this repeats for a couple of hours.
T+4: We measure up about 0.3 of a gram each, and insufflate. I am fucking destroyed. I am a person, but I am you. You are me. I am the T.V. I am a PC. I am the actors and actresses I am watching. I am the sofa... I am everything. I must have been K-holing. I just must have. I began to become really, really confused. I cannot move. I keep spinning in circles on the sofa.. or so it seems. The gravity force field keeps changing. Something is pulling me off the sofa by my legs. Then pushing me back on. I am in the programme on the T.V. Then I am in the laptop. I started to forget I've taken any substance, and contemplate whether this is what it's like to be free. I cann't for the life of me se straight. My hands feel like wooden blocks. I keep staring at R, yet each time I look, his face is somebody elses. Constantly changing. He isn't moving, yet he's breathing.
For the next hour or so, these actions and thoughts are repeating. I've never felt anything like it before in my life, and will find it difficult to ever do so, without touching Ketamine... I think. I felt so busy, though I wasn't moving. Crushing up the last line took me about... 40 minutes. Everything was shaking involuntarily. I didn't know whether I was alive or not. Which episode of thoughts/visual differences was actually reality? The TV programme? The music on the laptop? Me, a guy sitting there seeing this? I didn't know.
I eventually feel to sleep about 2 hours later. And awoke after 8 hours, feeling fine. Ok, slightly hungover, and a slight headache, but fine.
I have concluded that the positive effects that Ketamine have once consumed, are second to nothing I have ever experienced in my life... ever. It was truly fascinating, and out of this world so real. I will be dabbling in it again, but not for a fair few weeks/months.
Regards, Joseph.
