This has probably been covered before in another of my trip reports, but I had the opportunity to use ecstasy last night, and used three methods of administration. I also had other drugs in my system. Anyway, here is a report of the events that happened last night to the best of my memory:
At around 7PM I decided to ingest 6mg of clonazepam, 1mg of alprazolam and 20mg of diazepam. I then consumed a cold water extraction of (very close to) 120mg Dihydrocodeine.
After around fifteen minutes the familiar effects of itchiness, warmth and just a general lift in my mood were very apparent. It wasn't strong, and I wasn't expecting it to be, but it was very pleasant. At this point I was simply lying in bed with my electric blanket on my feet to keep me nicely warm.
At approximately 10:45PM, I split a greyish brown coloured pill into two halves and then placed it into a 10ml syringe and withdrew enough (ooh, cold) tap water to fill the syringe. Unfortunately this was not the best of ideas as the pill didn't simply dissolve, as I'd expected it to.... I thought of what to do, and decided to simply pull out the plunger and empty the solution into a shot glass. After I did this, I finely crushed the pill with the handle of the plunger, making sure to lick and suck it afterwards. I then sucked up the solution from the shot glass, rolled onto my back with my knees facing towards the ground, and squirted the solution into my anus.
Well... It felt odd, to say the least. Not unpleasant, but the water was cold! Afterwards, I sat up and tried hard not to allow any to escape, and waited for the onset of effects.
I'd been skeptical about these pills for some reason (random paranoia most likely) but sure enough, I began to feel their effects. The warm, beautiful sensations throughout my entire body. The room seemed to take on a brigther, sharper appearance. At around 11:05PM, I decided that it was time to inject the other half of the pill.
I've only ever done this once before and ended up missing some of the shot! How careless of me, especially with those street pills that didn't exactly look like they'd came straight out of a foil wrapped blister pack...
This time, I took a can of Fanta (my favorite soft drink) and drank it, before snapping off the ring pull so that I could have it sit upside down easily, and not at a weird angle. I thoroughly scrubbed the bottom of the can with an alcohol swab to rid it of the inks and any other marks. Then I dropped in the half of the pill, withdrew 0.6ML of sterile saline solution and squirted it onto the tiny little pill of joy. Carefully using the capped end of a U100, I crushed the pill into a fine powder and allowed it to dissolve. I swirled the solution around, aggravating it, and left it for around two minutes before dropping in a little cotton bud. It completely puffed up, leaving no liquid.
Then came the 5ML syringe, pushed into the cotton to suck up the solution. which, unfortunately, was only around 0.4ML. But it didn't matter in the end. I then used this syringe to squirt the solution into the back of the same U100 I'd used earlier to crush the pill, turned the syringe upside down slowly, and pushed in the plunger.
I find it difficult to keep from losing solution with this method, and so I'd prefer not to do it, but I did it anyway and didn't lose much, if any.
After som vigorous flicking, tapping, and yet more flicking, all of the air bubbles had escaped and been ejected into the surrounding air. It was ready!
I prepared my right arm by twisting an elastic band around twice then sliding it up past my elbow slightly, and clenched my fist until the fine, juicy specimen of a vein (actually, several veins, but I chose the biggest) arose and I inserted the needle carefully, without any pain whatsoever, then registered and slowly pushed down on the plunger. I continually made sure that blood was flowing into the syringe and I was still in the vein as I didn't want to waste any.
I think that perhaps the elastic had been tied too tightly, as it caused a large blob of blood to drip from the puncture wound upon removing the needle. So I quickly snapped it off and then placed the syringe into a bottle, which I disposed of.
Now, imagine peaking on ecstasy, however it happens within seven seconds. That is what it felt like. It was not speedy. It was "smacked out". I just rested my head back and felt the hot, wonderful rushes up and down my body. It was bliss. Perfection. The greatest drug in my opinion.
The room became crystal clear. But my eyes were vibrating so badly that I could barely see; reading was impossible. Every breath I took was a deep, full breath that filled my entire lungs and sent hot, electric rushes of euphoria over my scalp. Rubbing my fingers through my hair felt wonderful too. Splashing water on myself was also very pleasurable, although it produced a different effect. It made me shiver, almost, and that was pure pleasure in itsself.
I called my girl and talked to her briefly about how much I loved her and I'd talk to her later when she got back from work. I tried to hold in the usual ecstasy speeches, which consist of gushing "I love you!" hundreds of times.
Afterwards, I decided to listen to some music. I basically ended up listening to several different songs from lots of different genres and eras, and was looking for one that would make my body move. Nine Inch Nails' Closer has done that to me before; the beat made me feel as though my body was moving about two feet forward and then two feet backwards with every beat! It was wonderful.
At around 2AM I ate a whole of these pills, to continue the effects for when my girlfriend got back from work. Unfortunately I didn't get to speak to her, but next time perhaps!
Throughout the night, I basically spent my time thinking a lot. There were a lot of closed eye visuals. I even spoke to a large, well built (shirtless) red man, who was surrounded by flames, and I assumed he was the devil; red; bald; muscular; evil eyes and grin, etc. Well, he told me that I should stop doing drugs. And so I am going to cut down and taper off, because I have been avoiding tapering but I realise it has to be done now (benzos, if you didn't already know).
Other hallucinations (open eyed) involved people. I saw people everywhere, in the shadows, and I actually talked to them. They weren't people I knew, but somehow they were very familiar. To test whether I was actually tripping or not, I tried to control the hallucinations, such as I can on mushrooms. I ended up getting one woman to outstretch her extremely long arm out and then put her finger in my mouth from across the room. It was... Interesting to say the least.
I also looked out of my bed room window to see people dancing in their gardens. There were a bunch of naked people jumping on a trampoline in the garden of the house behind mine, and next door to those there was a woman who came out in her dressing gown and started dancing. Everywhere, people were dancing, but then they suddenly disappeared.
Throughout the night I had various minor hallucinations as the effects slowly declined, leaving me feeling peaceful and relaxed.
All in all it was an amazing experience and I did a lot of thinking during that time. I will be repeating it just once more, and then I will give up injecting ecstasy (that isn't MDMA powder, as pure as possible) as the consequences could be quite grave.
Thankyou for reading this report! I usually tend to find MDMA reports boring as they all tend to be similar in nature, but this was certainly a unique experience (for me at least.
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Would anyone agree that these pills contained MDA? Or can intravenous MDMA cause hallucinations similar to those I described? Well, back to my come down, ugh. (Don't get me started on that... It's fairly bad even though I haven't had any ecstasy in at least two months....
Cheers. Take care. %)
At around 7PM I decided to ingest 6mg of clonazepam, 1mg of alprazolam and 20mg of diazepam. I then consumed a cold water extraction of (very close to) 120mg Dihydrocodeine.
After around fifteen minutes the familiar effects of itchiness, warmth and just a general lift in my mood were very apparent. It wasn't strong, and I wasn't expecting it to be, but it was very pleasant. At this point I was simply lying in bed with my electric blanket on my feet to keep me nicely warm.
At approximately 10:45PM, I split a greyish brown coloured pill into two halves and then placed it into a 10ml syringe and withdrew enough (ooh, cold) tap water to fill the syringe. Unfortunately this was not the best of ideas as the pill didn't simply dissolve, as I'd expected it to.... I thought of what to do, and decided to simply pull out the plunger and empty the solution into a shot glass. After I did this, I finely crushed the pill with the handle of the plunger, making sure to lick and suck it afterwards. I then sucked up the solution from the shot glass, rolled onto my back with my knees facing towards the ground, and squirted the solution into my anus.
Well... It felt odd, to say the least. Not unpleasant, but the water was cold! Afterwards, I sat up and tried hard not to allow any to escape, and waited for the onset of effects.
I'd been skeptical about these pills for some reason (random paranoia most likely) but sure enough, I began to feel their effects. The warm, beautiful sensations throughout my entire body. The room seemed to take on a brigther, sharper appearance. At around 11:05PM, I decided that it was time to inject the other half of the pill.
I've only ever done this once before and ended up missing some of the shot! How careless of me, especially with those street pills that didn't exactly look like they'd came straight out of a foil wrapped blister pack...
This time, I took a can of Fanta (my favorite soft drink) and drank it, before snapping off the ring pull so that I could have it sit upside down easily, and not at a weird angle. I thoroughly scrubbed the bottom of the can with an alcohol swab to rid it of the inks and any other marks. Then I dropped in the half of the pill, withdrew 0.6ML of sterile saline solution and squirted it onto the tiny little pill of joy. Carefully using the capped end of a U100, I crushed the pill into a fine powder and allowed it to dissolve. I swirled the solution around, aggravating it, and left it for around two minutes before dropping in a little cotton bud. It completely puffed up, leaving no liquid.
Then came the 5ML syringe, pushed into the cotton to suck up the solution. which, unfortunately, was only around 0.4ML. But it didn't matter in the end. I then used this syringe to squirt the solution into the back of the same U100 I'd used earlier to crush the pill, turned the syringe upside down slowly, and pushed in the plunger.
I find it difficult to keep from losing solution with this method, and so I'd prefer not to do it, but I did it anyway and didn't lose much, if any.
After som vigorous flicking, tapping, and yet more flicking, all of the air bubbles had escaped and been ejected into the surrounding air. It was ready!
I prepared my right arm by twisting an elastic band around twice then sliding it up past my elbow slightly, and clenched my fist until the fine, juicy specimen of a vein (actually, several veins, but I chose the biggest) arose and I inserted the needle carefully, without any pain whatsoever, then registered and slowly pushed down on the plunger. I continually made sure that blood was flowing into the syringe and I was still in the vein as I didn't want to waste any.
I think that perhaps the elastic had been tied too tightly, as it caused a large blob of blood to drip from the puncture wound upon removing the needle. So I quickly snapped it off and then placed the syringe into a bottle, which I disposed of.
Now, imagine peaking on ecstasy, however it happens within seven seconds. That is what it felt like. It was not speedy. It was "smacked out". I just rested my head back and felt the hot, wonderful rushes up and down my body. It was bliss. Perfection. The greatest drug in my opinion.
The room became crystal clear. But my eyes were vibrating so badly that I could barely see; reading was impossible. Every breath I took was a deep, full breath that filled my entire lungs and sent hot, electric rushes of euphoria over my scalp. Rubbing my fingers through my hair felt wonderful too. Splashing water on myself was also very pleasurable, although it produced a different effect. It made me shiver, almost, and that was pure pleasure in itsself.
I called my girl and talked to her briefly about how much I loved her and I'd talk to her later when she got back from work. I tried to hold in the usual ecstasy speeches, which consist of gushing "I love you!" hundreds of times.
Afterwards, I decided to listen to some music. I basically ended up listening to several different songs from lots of different genres and eras, and was looking for one that would make my body move. Nine Inch Nails' Closer has done that to me before; the beat made me feel as though my body was moving about two feet forward and then two feet backwards with every beat! It was wonderful.
At around 2AM I ate a whole of these pills, to continue the effects for when my girlfriend got back from work. Unfortunately I didn't get to speak to her, but next time perhaps!
Throughout the night, I basically spent my time thinking a lot. There were a lot of closed eye visuals. I even spoke to a large, well built (shirtless) red man, who was surrounded by flames, and I assumed he was the devil; red; bald; muscular; evil eyes and grin, etc. Well, he told me that I should stop doing drugs. And so I am going to cut down and taper off, because I have been avoiding tapering but I realise it has to be done now (benzos, if you didn't already know).
Other hallucinations (open eyed) involved people. I saw people everywhere, in the shadows, and I actually talked to them. They weren't people I knew, but somehow they were very familiar. To test whether I was actually tripping or not, I tried to control the hallucinations, such as I can on mushrooms. I ended up getting one woman to outstretch her extremely long arm out and then put her finger in my mouth from across the room. It was... Interesting to say the least.
I also looked out of my bed room window to see people dancing in their gardens. There were a bunch of naked people jumping on a trampoline in the garden of the house behind mine, and next door to those there was a woman who came out in her dressing gown and started dancing. Everywhere, people were dancing, but then they suddenly disappeared.
Throughout the night I had various minor hallucinations as the effects slowly declined, leaving me feeling peaceful and relaxed.
All in all it was an amazing experience and I did a lot of thinking during that time. I will be repeating it just once more, and then I will give up injecting ecstasy (that isn't MDMA powder, as pure as possible) as the consequences could be quite grave.
Thankyou for reading this report! I usually tend to find MDMA reports boring as they all tend to be similar in nature, but this was certainly a unique experience (for me at least.
).Would anyone agree that these pills contained MDA? Or can intravenous MDMA cause hallucinations similar to those I described? Well, back to my come down, ugh. (Don't get me started on that... It's fairly bad even though I haven't had any ecstasy in at least two months....
Cheers. Take care. %)
