Retoxification
Bluelighter
For starters :
Age-19
Weight- 170lbs
Substances: LSD(1 1/2 potent tabs), MDMA(150mg), Ecstacy(1 Hit), Methylone(200mg), THC, Phenibut(2 grams)
Over the weekend I went to a rather popular dubstep artists' show. I'll start from the beginning. I apologize for the length.
3:30: Myself and my friend, whom we'll refer to as K, got on a train and began a three hour trip to NYC to meet up with a few friends to head over to a show. About an hour into the ride K pulls out 2 water bottles each with about 2 grams of Phenibut. By about 5:30 I started drinking mine and finished it by 6ish. We eventually got into Grand Central and met up with our other group. The group included K's high school friend J, who I've taken many psychs with by this point. J had brought a few of his friends from school who we'll refer to as E, B, A and M.
8:00: After dealing with security and whatnot we got into the show, bodies and substances intact. The show was to start at about 9ish and we all took a potent blotter hit around 830. M had decided that he just wanted to roll so myself and K split the last tab between the two of us. Roughly around 9 I took my capsule of Molly, which significantly expediated the come up of both.
After this my perception of time was a bit whacked out so there won't be anymore times from this point on. As the time was closing in on 9 o'clock we all migrated to the front of the dance floor for the first artist to come on, Emancipator. While waiting for Emancipator to come on i began to feel really jittery, but not really in a bad way. According to B and K I had a smile plastered on my face at this point(keep in mind that this is the first time I candy-flipped). I have to say that I still felt very relaxed from the phenibut-water mix that I had drank prior to this and was feeling in a really good place. I had read reports that candy flipping could be a pressing experience, and I've had a lot of experience with acid but not much with MDMA(I don't like to do it often, since I enjoy Methylone more.) Regardless Emancipator came on and after a few seconds of intro music the crowd really got into it and everyone was dancing, swaying and whatever other form of movement. It was really awesome dancing since generally speaking I'm really a shy person when it comes down to dancing. While I was coming up the music began sounding more and more heavenly, and I was just getting more and more excited about the night. We were all dancing and had eventually gotten seperated. Myself B and K had remained together during most of Emancipator and had conversated and danced the whole time and I felt a legitimate bond growing with the two of them throughout the whole time and was pretty pleased with how everything was progressing. As I continued to come up I was REALLY starting to get into dancing and just overall vibeing out. Around 10:00 I took my own .2 dose of Methylone along with everyone else in the group. The comeup was INSANELY QUICK. But it felt sooooo awesome.
The only way I could describe the come-up for the Methylone is similar to coming inside after having a huge snowball fight and having some hot tea. It felt as if the whole audience had taken on a different perspective, and everything seemed so pure, clean, and just overall good. I became more open and began dancing with the people around me and just enjoying conversation with anyone I came across.
At about 10ish the next act came on, but I didn't really like the music very much. I just hung around and swayed around for a while and enjoyed the company of a few new friends and talked about drugs and how they've changed each of our lives, which was actually extremely enlightening at the time. In each of their stories of the changes, whether positive or negative, I saw a little bit of my own story, addiction, radical philisophical changes, personality changes, lifestyle changes, etc. I think you get the point. Somewhere in the middle of the second Act myself K and J had decided that it was time to dip into some of the Ketamine I had brought as well as drop another roll(in my case at least.) So we dropped our roll and headed up stairs to have a cigarette.
What happened next was probably one of the greatest moments of the night for me despite the obvious negatives. After having gone to the bathroom we all sat down at a rickety table and were discussing our lives and how we don't see each other enough and the like. After finishing our first cigarette we were approached by this shady fellow, and he asked us if we needed rolls, tabs, K, and a few other substances which I can't remember. I figured he was a house dealer and I politely said no and he walked away. K asked if I wanted to break out the K and I obliged. After 10 minutes of searching my wallet in the bathroom I realized that I didn't have it. I came outside and said this to to the both of them. At this point the irony hit me and I couldn't help myself from laughing. Both of them got distracted and started talking about something and I ended up joining. K then reminded me that I have to search my wallet so I started opening all the pockets and emptying it and got distracted midway through when J asked me something about Ketamine(it would have been his first time doing it.) This happened about 10-12 times, each time of course having a different distraction, before K made a remark about how Methylone makes you way to sociable to focus. We all agreed and laughed and I thought it was hilarious that I had lost the Ketamine. (I have tendency to lose my Ketamine and find it about 30 minutes later in a very obvious location and this has happened about 5 times.) After fully searching my persona we concluded that I don't have it. So we sat there discussing possibilities smoking cigarettes. We must have gone through about 10 cigarettes, all of which we didn't even finish but merely forgot about before we lit another. We decided that we should look for some Ketamine and check my jacket at the coat check to see if I left it there.
So I began a sort of adventure searching for my Ketamine, while J and K came with me and kept me in order and maintained the focus of the mission. After waiting in line for what must have been 10 minutes I got to the window. J and K were off to the side waiting in line for the bathroom I believe. I asked the man at the window for my coat, giving him my coat check ticket, and he said that it was going to cost me $10!!! Now even in the extremely strung out state that I was I knew that was wrong. I merely walked away, pretty pissed mind you, and explained this to J and K. They said the obvious WTF?! I realized at this point that we were wasting to much time searching for my belongings and we all agreed to return to the show. Besides, Bassnectar was on in a few.
This is perhaps the best 2 hours of my life as far as music is concerned. We got down to the dance floor and the second act was just finishing up. We started to dance to that weird inbetween pacifying music they play at electronic shows between sets. I was moving around swaying and what not, anxiously awaiting the next set. As soon as Bassnectar came on the place got PACKED. The crowd was waaaaaay outta hand, in a good way, and had formed something I like to call The Body Press.
The Body Press involved everyone on the main dance floor. Every single person out of the at least 1000 people on the ground floor were surging forward to be as close to the stage as possible and for those of us in the front it began to get rather compact. It got to the point where the pushes from the back were coming in waves and soon it became constant. I can't remember a time that I had so much physical contact with so many people on a psychedelic. It was sorta unnerving but at the same time it was really awesome to be so close to so many people who were all here for one thing. I felt very united with the crowd, despite the obvious complaints about how packed the place was. As the set started I started to feel pretty dehydrated. About, what I want to say was, 20 minutes into the set I had my first dry heave. Now I've never thrown up from/on drugs, except for a time that I was on a opiate binge, but from what I'd heard/read throwing up generally makes you feel better. So I began making my way through the crowd which was increasingly difficult the farther from the middle you got since more people were pushing to occupy the space you just did. Eventually I got out, despite having almost thrown up about 3-4 times. I went upstairs to the bathrooms but by the time I got there I felt muuuuuuuch better. I went to the bathroom took a leak and left the area. I went to the bar, and recieved a shot of some sort of whiskey from someone I had met earlier in the show and got a few waters. I drank up and felt significantly better.
I got back down to the stage level and was amazed at the sea of people. Needless to say I started dancing and began to enjoy the outskirts of the mob since I had waaay more room to move about and enjoy myself. At some point through this a group of girls who looked my age started dancing on the outskirts. We started to dance together and were enjoying ourselves. One in particular stuck out to me; we'll call her A. So we all danced and started grinding and whatnot. At some point they said that they were going to smoke a blunt but didn't know where. One of them suggested in the middle of the crowd and A invited me to join them.
We formed a small circle that was big enough to pass the blunt around as well as dance for those who weren't smoking, or in my case while I was smoking. The weed made my trip soooo much stronger. All the sudden the visuals were kicked up a notch, and my body high was a lot stronger. Thanks to the MDMA and Methylone I had surges of euphoria/sensory orgasm coursing through me after each hit and I felt absolutely brilliant. After the blunt and a few minutes I found myself making out with A. It was weird I'll admit, mostly because I've never even kissed anyone on Acid. But I embraced it and enjoyed. After a few minutes, I asked her what she was on for the night. She said she had taken 2 hits of E and some coke. Immediately I was a bit taken aback a bit for a few reasons. The first being that I had realized how sunken her eyes were, and the second was how she kept bringing up coke. I don't mind it but I just tend to stay away from it on Psychs. She had asked me what I was on and I told her some odd version of a CandyFlip. I explained what Methylone was like, and estimated the amount of MDMA I'd taken. I began to explain how I'd taken acid but she immediately got REALLY bugged out. "YOU DO ACID?! EW WTF?!" were the first word to come out of her mouth after mentioning the tabs. I was pretty confused, seeing as how since she did E/coke and presumably other drugs that she still had such a attitude towards LSD. I began to explain it to her but she left in a rage and I didn't see her for the rest of the night.
After this I was sorta bummed out for a small bit, kinda just taking it in. The visuals had gone down and my mood was sorta dampened. At this point I started trying to get back in the crowd and struck up a conversation with a guy who was rolling. He asked me what I was on, I imagine because the smile was beginning to plaster itself on my face again. He had no idea what a candyflip was, but asked me if he could have "1 hit of candyflip." I left after a few moments of awkward silence and started dancing again. At this point I'd say I was at my low for the night feeling moderately annoyed/dissapointed at the drug subculture( which after reflecting on I think I overreacted on.)
Eventually I met up with J and we both hugged and started dancing since we hadn't seen each other for hours. We both were having a great time and eventually we split off. I drifted towards the front left of the stage and was offered a hit of a bowl pack, and immediately my trip was reignited and the visuals back in full swing. Luckily for me I was able to stand in front of a subwoofer and this experience was profound. I felt the vibrations flow through my whole body. It rippled from my feet to my head and back, while the first ripple was receding the second was working it's way up. The sensation was nothing short of orgasmic and I merely stood there for minutes and felt the bass shake my whole body and I truly felt at one with the music. After a while I found J, K, and B. We all continued dancing and the light show that was accompanying the music was absolutely magnificent. The lights blended with the visualizers and everything was morphing into itself to create a more vivid representation of itself. The encore that was played was really awesome and in the beginning of it the whole crowd just stood still staring upwards as if some sort of divine entity was bestowing us with the sounds of perfection. All of us began dancing together and witnessed the end of the concert together. Which might I add was absolutely phenominal.
I won't bore you with the rest of the trip. In summary we left, smoked a joint, walked together for a while, talked, and myself and K took the train home. The last leg of the journey I have to say wouldn't have been possible without K since according to him he had to shake me for about a minute and almost yell my name to wake me up between switching trains/buses (both of which were often.)
Overall I really have to say that this was one of my most profound experience and probably one of my favorite cocktails. Really, anyone who has the time to invest and the place to trip should try Candyflipping with Methylone. The MDMA was a nice bonus but the Methylone was truly what made the trip what it was. Sorry for the insanely long post and if it's a bit dry. I'm still having tracers and my mind is still basking in the post-trip of the event. Cheers!
Age-19
Weight- 170lbs
Substances: LSD(1 1/2 potent tabs), MDMA(150mg), Ecstacy(1 Hit), Methylone(200mg), THC, Phenibut(2 grams)
Over the weekend I went to a rather popular dubstep artists' show. I'll start from the beginning. I apologize for the length.
3:30: Myself and my friend, whom we'll refer to as K, got on a train and began a three hour trip to NYC to meet up with a few friends to head over to a show. About an hour into the ride K pulls out 2 water bottles each with about 2 grams of Phenibut. By about 5:30 I started drinking mine and finished it by 6ish. We eventually got into Grand Central and met up with our other group. The group included K's high school friend J, who I've taken many psychs with by this point. J had brought a few of his friends from school who we'll refer to as E, B, A and M.
8:00: After dealing with security and whatnot we got into the show, bodies and substances intact. The show was to start at about 9ish and we all took a potent blotter hit around 830. M had decided that he just wanted to roll so myself and K split the last tab between the two of us. Roughly around 9 I took my capsule of Molly, which significantly expediated the come up of both.
After this my perception of time was a bit whacked out so there won't be anymore times from this point on. As the time was closing in on 9 o'clock we all migrated to the front of the dance floor for the first artist to come on, Emancipator. While waiting for Emancipator to come on i began to feel really jittery, but not really in a bad way. According to B and K I had a smile plastered on my face at this point(keep in mind that this is the first time I candy-flipped). I have to say that I still felt very relaxed from the phenibut-water mix that I had drank prior to this and was feeling in a really good place. I had read reports that candy flipping could be a pressing experience, and I've had a lot of experience with acid but not much with MDMA(I don't like to do it often, since I enjoy Methylone more.) Regardless Emancipator came on and after a few seconds of intro music the crowd really got into it and everyone was dancing, swaying and whatever other form of movement. It was really awesome dancing since generally speaking I'm really a shy person when it comes down to dancing. While I was coming up the music began sounding more and more heavenly, and I was just getting more and more excited about the night. We were all dancing and had eventually gotten seperated. Myself B and K had remained together during most of Emancipator and had conversated and danced the whole time and I felt a legitimate bond growing with the two of them throughout the whole time and was pretty pleased with how everything was progressing. As I continued to come up I was REALLY starting to get into dancing and just overall vibeing out. Around 10:00 I took my own .2 dose of Methylone along with everyone else in the group. The comeup was INSANELY QUICK. But it felt sooooo awesome.
The only way I could describe the come-up for the Methylone is similar to coming inside after having a huge snowball fight and having some hot tea. It felt as if the whole audience had taken on a different perspective, and everything seemed so pure, clean, and just overall good. I became more open and began dancing with the people around me and just enjoying conversation with anyone I came across.
At about 10ish the next act came on, but I didn't really like the music very much. I just hung around and swayed around for a while and enjoyed the company of a few new friends and talked about drugs and how they've changed each of our lives, which was actually extremely enlightening at the time. In each of their stories of the changes, whether positive or negative, I saw a little bit of my own story, addiction, radical philisophical changes, personality changes, lifestyle changes, etc. I think you get the point. Somewhere in the middle of the second Act myself K and J had decided that it was time to dip into some of the Ketamine I had brought as well as drop another roll(in my case at least.) So we dropped our roll and headed up stairs to have a cigarette.
What happened next was probably one of the greatest moments of the night for me despite the obvious negatives. After having gone to the bathroom we all sat down at a rickety table and were discussing our lives and how we don't see each other enough and the like. After finishing our first cigarette we were approached by this shady fellow, and he asked us if we needed rolls, tabs, K, and a few other substances which I can't remember. I figured he was a house dealer and I politely said no and he walked away. K asked if I wanted to break out the K and I obliged. After 10 minutes of searching my wallet in the bathroom I realized that I didn't have it. I came outside and said this to to the both of them. At this point the irony hit me and I couldn't help myself from laughing. Both of them got distracted and started talking about something and I ended up joining. K then reminded me that I have to search my wallet so I started opening all the pockets and emptying it and got distracted midway through when J asked me something about Ketamine(it would have been his first time doing it.) This happened about 10-12 times, each time of course having a different distraction, before K made a remark about how Methylone makes you way to sociable to focus. We all agreed and laughed and I thought it was hilarious that I had lost the Ketamine. (I have tendency to lose my Ketamine and find it about 30 minutes later in a very obvious location and this has happened about 5 times.) After fully searching my persona we concluded that I don't have it. So we sat there discussing possibilities smoking cigarettes. We must have gone through about 10 cigarettes, all of which we didn't even finish but merely forgot about before we lit another. We decided that we should look for some Ketamine and check my jacket at the coat check to see if I left it there.
So I began a sort of adventure searching for my Ketamine, while J and K came with me and kept me in order and maintained the focus of the mission. After waiting in line for what must have been 10 minutes I got to the window. J and K were off to the side waiting in line for the bathroom I believe. I asked the man at the window for my coat, giving him my coat check ticket, and he said that it was going to cost me $10!!! Now even in the extremely strung out state that I was I knew that was wrong. I merely walked away, pretty pissed mind you, and explained this to J and K. They said the obvious WTF?! I realized at this point that we were wasting to much time searching for my belongings and we all agreed to return to the show. Besides, Bassnectar was on in a few.
This is perhaps the best 2 hours of my life as far as music is concerned. We got down to the dance floor and the second act was just finishing up. We started to dance to that weird inbetween pacifying music they play at electronic shows between sets. I was moving around swaying and what not, anxiously awaiting the next set. As soon as Bassnectar came on the place got PACKED. The crowd was waaaaaay outta hand, in a good way, and had formed something I like to call The Body Press.
The Body Press involved everyone on the main dance floor. Every single person out of the at least 1000 people on the ground floor were surging forward to be as close to the stage as possible and for those of us in the front it began to get rather compact. It got to the point where the pushes from the back were coming in waves and soon it became constant. I can't remember a time that I had so much physical contact with so many people on a psychedelic. It was sorta unnerving but at the same time it was really awesome to be so close to so many people who were all here for one thing. I felt very united with the crowd, despite the obvious complaints about how packed the place was. As the set started I started to feel pretty dehydrated. About, what I want to say was, 20 minutes into the set I had my first dry heave. Now I've never thrown up from/on drugs, except for a time that I was on a opiate binge, but from what I'd heard/read throwing up generally makes you feel better. So I began making my way through the crowd which was increasingly difficult the farther from the middle you got since more people were pushing to occupy the space you just did. Eventually I got out, despite having almost thrown up about 3-4 times. I went upstairs to the bathrooms but by the time I got there I felt muuuuuuuch better. I went to the bathroom took a leak and left the area. I went to the bar, and recieved a shot of some sort of whiskey from someone I had met earlier in the show and got a few waters. I drank up and felt significantly better.
I got back down to the stage level and was amazed at the sea of people. Needless to say I started dancing and began to enjoy the outskirts of the mob since I had waaay more room to move about and enjoy myself. At some point through this a group of girls who looked my age started dancing on the outskirts. We started to dance together and were enjoying ourselves. One in particular stuck out to me; we'll call her A. So we all danced and started grinding and whatnot. At some point they said that they were going to smoke a blunt but didn't know where. One of them suggested in the middle of the crowd and A invited me to join them.
We formed a small circle that was big enough to pass the blunt around as well as dance for those who weren't smoking, or in my case while I was smoking. The weed made my trip soooo much stronger. All the sudden the visuals were kicked up a notch, and my body high was a lot stronger. Thanks to the MDMA and Methylone I had surges of euphoria/sensory orgasm coursing through me after each hit and I felt absolutely brilliant. After the blunt and a few minutes I found myself making out with A. It was weird I'll admit, mostly because I've never even kissed anyone on Acid. But I embraced it and enjoyed. After a few minutes, I asked her what she was on for the night. She said she had taken 2 hits of E and some coke. Immediately I was a bit taken aback a bit for a few reasons. The first being that I had realized how sunken her eyes were, and the second was how she kept bringing up coke. I don't mind it but I just tend to stay away from it on Psychs. She had asked me what I was on and I told her some odd version of a CandyFlip. I explained what Methylone was like, and estimated the amount of MDMA I'd taken. I began to explain how I'd taken acid but she immediately got REALLY bugged out. "YOU DO ACID?! EW WTF?!" were the first word to come out of her mouth after mentioning the tabs. I was pretty confused, seeing as how since she did E/coke and presumably other drugs that she still had such a attitude towards LSD. I began to explain it to her but she left in a rage and I didn't see her for the rest of the night.
After this I was sorta bummed out for a small bit, kinda just taking it in. The visuals had gone down and my mood was sorta dampened. At this point I started trying to get back in the crowd and struck up a conversation with a guy who was rolling. He asked me what I was on, I imagine because the smile was beginning to plaster itself on my face again. He had no idea what a candyflip was, but asked me if he could have "1 hit of candyflip." I left after a few moments of awkward silence and started dancing again. At this point I'd say I was at my low for the night feeling moderately annoyed/dissapointed at the drug subculture( which after reflecting on I think I overreacted on.)
Eventually I met up with J and we both hugged and started dancing since we hadn't seen each other for hours. We both were having a great time and eventually we split off. I drifted towards the front left of the stage and was offered a hit of a bowl pack, and immediately my trip was reignited and the visuals back in full swing. Luckily for me I was able to stand in front of a subwoofer and this experience was profound. I felt the vibrations flow through my whole body. It rippled from my feet to my head and back, while the first ripple was receding the second was working it's way up. The sensation was nothing short of orgasmic and I merely stood there for minutes and felt the bass shake my whole body and I truly felt at one with the music. After a while I found J, K, and B. We all continued dancing and the light show that was accompanying the music was absolutely magnificent. The lights blended with the visualizers and everything was morphing into itself to create a more vivid representation of itself. The encore that was played was really awesome and in the beginning of it the whole crowd just stood still staring upwards as if some sort of divine entity was bestowing us with the sounds of perfection. All of us began dancing together and witnessed the end of the concert together. Which might I add was absolutely phenominal.
I won't bore you with the rest of the trip. In summary we left, smoked a joint, walked together for a while, talked, and myself and K took the train home. The last leg of the journey I have to say wouldn't have been possible without K since according to him he had to shake me for about a minute and almost yell my name to wake me up between switching trains/buses (both of which were often.)
Overall I really have to say that this was one of my most profound experience and probably one of my favorite cocktails. Really, anyone who has the time to invest and the place to trip should try Candyflipping with Methylone. The MDMA was a nice bonus but the Methylone was truly what made the trip what it was. Sorry for the insanely long post and if it's a bit dry. I'm still having tracers and my mind is still basking in the post-trip of the event. Cheers!
