MDA Experience - 2nd or 42nd - Experienced - My Life( VERY LONG )
I am not new to this board, however I never find the time to post. Today I have decided to chronicle what happened to me during my freshman year of college (2001 – 2002) due to my failing memory of the time, which I have no doubt was brought on by my heavy mdma and mda use. It was a year of insecurities and new discoveries. I am sure a lot of people have been there. A lot of times I wish I could get that naivety and the “I can do anything” feeling back. I no longer use drugs in such a reckless manner, and do not even do mdma or mda anymore. I will continue to post trip reports to this forum about every time that I can remember, and might even turn it into a little story, of both a great and horrible time of my life.
To give you some background, I had met 2 persons during the year that I still consider to be some of the closest friends I ever had. The first was (names obviously changed) Jason, and the other was Molly. We had many great times, bad times, and times inetween together…
I will have to apologize in advance for my memory, it is very sketchy. Hopefully wrting all this down will get me to remember.
MDA – 2nd Experience (or 42nd) – End of 2001 or beginning of 2002
This was my second (or another time, I will explain later) experience with MDA. I can only remember bits of the first. The pills were Green Omega’s. This was also the first time we had heard of plugging. At around 7:00 pm we all plugged our pills. The setting for the first part of the night was a lecture at the Universities auditorium. After we plugged we all got in Jason’s pickup truck, and headed to the university, about a 5 minute drive. By the time we had gotten there the lecture had already started. We made our way down crowded aisles to get seats 3rd row from the front, right in the middle. About this time is when I start getting feelings of oh shit, everyone can see us. The seats are on a steep incline, so everyone above you has a good view, and there is also balcony seats. The auditorium is by no means big, but is intricately detailed. Hanging chandeliers (maybe, it is coming from my memory remember ), carved wood, the works. This was for a class that all three of us had, and all we had to do was sit through the lecture and sign a card at the end of it. If you cannot see where this is going already, then well, you have never plugged an MDA pill. On to the show…
T+ 10 – 15:00: “…there are all kinds of Co-ops, sex toy co-ops, cannabis co-ops, (laughter), and now that I have your attention…”BAM. The auditorium grows to a coliseum, the backdrop behind the speaker becomes 2-d. That is all that I remember of the speech. And for a little while after that. The MDA came on hard and strong. This was a hour and a half lecture and all that I remember is feeling the heat come from my two friends on the side of me, I would hold my hands above their arms and I would comment how I could feel the fluctuations in their heat. Next I could actually feel the heat coming from my fingertips, and I commented out loud that “it feels like I could melt the plastic chairs in front of me with my hands” (cannot remember if I was saying this jokingly or not). <gap in memory> I look over to my left and Jason has his hoodie pulled halfway off and is leant forward, motionless, I turn to ask Molly how long has he been like this and she is staring at the ceiling. I ask anyway and she responds, “I think about thirty minutes heh” . I no longer have thoughts about people seeing how messed up we are, but it is there in the back of my head. <gap in memory> People are filing out of the auditorium. Someone says that we have to sign our card to get credit, but all agree that we are too frightened of the crowd surging through the building. We spot an exit sign above a door near the stage.
Jason: Is that door real?
Me: I don’t know.
Molly: It has to be….wait I don’t know.
Jason: Let’s wait until everyone leaves and try it.
Me: That might not be a good Idea…
Molly: Have to try it, that would be fucked up if it was not real…
…and on and on for a little while you get the picture. We finally end up trying it and it was real of course, and as soon as we got outside Jason puked into the bushes. I am not sure if there were people around or not. We had to get to a room. I had a dormitory room at the university, but hardly stayed there. We proceeded to the room, getting strange looks as we walked. Once in the room we relaxed even thought there were people everywhere down my hall. I had some Dune music video’s on my computer at the time and turned them on, and very loud. At this point in my life I was still very insecure, and did not like to let people hear what kind of music I listened to (this was no problem with my group of friends however), it was more all the people everywhere else. I lived in a ghetto dormitory where the music you heard everyday was rap…so I am guessing this is a little unusual . We find my stash of CD’s and lay them down upside down on every flat surface of my room. We then proceed to take a flashlight (translucent blue) to make rainbow patterns everywhere all over my room when shined anywhere. Surprisingly I was not to caught up in that, I was getting REALLY into the music videos, if you ever saw a dune video, they are all little stories, and I was following each one intently. Jason received a call from his girlfriend and had to go out into the hall to talk to her. We left the door cracked for him, did not turn the music down, and saw him lay down in the hall while people stepped over him. At this point I put something to cover up the light at the end of the flashlight and it shone through the translucent blue sides of it. I started to use it like a glow stick and HOLY SHIT (I would keep this toy with me from then on). This is where I really begin taking off. I find that the slower I move it the longer the trails. I start making large slow figure 8’s. Everyone in the room is silent and has been for quite a while. I do this for I do not know how long and eventually the blue streak starts leaving rainbow flames. The start of the tracer takes on the form of a dragon and is leaving a trail of rainbow flames off of its body. I start moving it faster and faster and then WHAM the cover flies off the flashlight and it looks like the dragon just shot a huge burst of fire at me. This startles Molly who suddenly exclaims Where’s Jason?!?! We look outside but he is not there. We promptly call him on her cell phone and gives us an explanation of what happened:
“I was sitting outside of your dorm room talking to my girlfriend and she could tell that I was really messed up and did not want to talk to her. I kept trying to talk and I kept seeing various pieces of trash fly out of my mouth. I kept wondering why everyone else did not have trash coming out of their mouth as they were walking by me. Then I closed my eyes and saw a gun turn and point at me. I got scared hung up on my girlfriend and drove home.”
He came back, got us, and drove us back to his house (Def. not recommended! Very ignorant, we just wanted a safer place than a dorm room).
Okay at this point of the story is where I must confess that I do not remember what happens next. If it was my second time on MDA than I just went over to his house and sat there staring out the window. If it was a later time, which I think is more likely the case now that I have started writing this report than it gets a lot more interesting…(Sorry about the confusion, that stuff really messed with my memory, I will write the rest as if it was a later time that I had taken it. I remember another memory where I had arrived at his house from my dorm…(not much memory of this incident, but I remember one thing that would make an interesting read.) :
I had just sold Jason my old computer on credit since I had gotten a new one. I then proceeded to over the course of the night knock off the price of the computer if he kept buying me pills (dealer right next door). I consumed 4 more over the course of that night, orally. 2 more were Omega’s, the other 2 were unknown(which I shared). I remember sitting in his living room, everyone still quiet, just watching. I looked up and his ceiling lights (which are cylindrical like) were spinning in circles and the longer I stared the more intricate the hallucination became. It eventually got to the point where I started to see alien creatures fall down onto his ceiling from the light(spaceship) and the ceiling looked like the moon(stucco like bumpy ceiling). I remember another point in the night where someone had turned off the light and I kept seeing faces and people form out of the blackness, I was almost overwhelmed at this point, because I had just eaten my last pill. I could actually feel people brushing by me, but I would call out to my friends and they would answer from where that had been sitting for the last few hours. I decided to go outside and smoke a cigarette. This is where my most memorable hallucination of all time occurred. As I was smoking my cigarette I proceeded to look across the trailer park and saw this:
I was looking at this particular trailer with a porch attached. My vision zoomed into the scene. I saw a washing machine, dryer and basket of clothes on the porch. 2 picasso-esche(that blocky style) dogs proceeded towalk jerkily out of the basket. They circled each other a few times and started to fight. I could hear every bark, whimper, etc…When they would fight they would grab each other’s neck and form a circle and they did this over and over. Eventually they lay next to each other and I saw the traditional heart shape floating over their heads. Puppy’s started running around and on the ground, and on the grass in front of the house 3 pedestals arose out of the ground with a satisfying rock crunching explosion to accompany each. They rose to a standard 1st 2nd and 3rd place position, with both dogs on the first place tier. Everything was going crazy at this point I looked to the end of the trailer and I saw a woman and her kids painting bricks onto the trailer while vines grew all over it.
That was the last thing I remember that night. I came to on the couch the next morning perfectly normal. I remember feeling like I had accomplished a great deal the night before, and the hallucination at the end seemed to confirm it. I am not sure what though, and I hope to find out by writing my experiences during that fateful year down. If my suspicions about this being one of my latter MDA experiences are true, than the vision of Jason having a gun pointed at him is extremely disturbing, because he got shot for an unknown reason soon after that(lived though). I hope everyone has enjoyed reading this, but it is mainly for my memory. Look for more in the future!
I am not new to this board, however I never find the time to post. Today I have decided to chronicle what happened to me during my freshman year of college (2001 – 2002) due to my failing memory of the time, which I have no doubt was brought on by my heavy mdma and mda use. It was a year of insecurities and new discoveries. I am sure a lot of people have been there. A lot of times I wish I could get that naivety and the “I can do anything” feeling back. I no longer use drugs in such a reckless manner, and do not even do mdma or mda anymore. I will continue to post trip reports to this forum about every time that I can remember, and might even turn it into a little story, of both a great and horrible time of my life.
To give you some background, I had met 2 persons during the year that I still consider to be some of the closest friends I ever had. The first was (names obviously changed) Jason, and the other was Molly. We had many great times, bad times, and times inetween together…
I will have to apologize in advance for my memory, it is very sketchy. Hopefully wrting all this down will get me to remember.
MDA – 2nd Experience (or 42nd) – End of 2001 or beginning of 2002
This was my second (or another time, I will explain later) experience with MDA. I can only remember bits of the first. The pills were Green Omega’s. This was also the first time we had heard of plugging. At around 7:00 pm we all plugged our pills. The setting for the first part of the night was a lecture at the Universities auditorium. After we plugged we all got in Jason’s pickup truck, and headed to the university, about a 5 minute drive. By the time we had gotten there the lecture had already started. We made our way down crowded aisles to get seats 3rd row from the front, right in the middle. About this time is when I start getting feelings of oh shit, everyone can see us. The seats are on a steep incline, so everyone above you has a good view, and there is also balcony seats. The auditorium is by no means big, but is intricately detailed. Hanging chandeliers (maybe, it is coming from my memory remember ), carved wood, the works. This was for a class that all three of us had, and all we had to do was sit through the lecture and sign a card at the end of it. If you cannot see where this is going already, then well, you have never plugged an MDA pill. On to the show…
T+ 10 – 15:00: “…there are all kinds of Co-ops, sex toy co-ops, cannabis co-ops, (laughter), and now that I have your attention…”BAM. The auditorium grows to a coliseum, the backdrop behind the speaker becomes 2-d. That is all that I remember of the speech. And for a little while after that. The MDA came on hard and strong. This was a hour and a half lecture and all that I remember is feeling the heat come from my two friends on the side of me, I would hold my hands above their arms and I would comment how I could feel the fluctuations in their heat. Next I could actually feel the heat coming from my fingertips, and I commented out loud that “it feels like I could melt the plastic chairs in front of me with my hands” (cannot remember if I was saying this jokingly or not). <gap in memory> I look over to my left and Jason has his hoodie pulled halfway off and is leant forward, motionless, I turn to ask Molly how long has he been like this and she is staring at the ceiling. I ask anyway and she responds, “I think about thirty minutes heh” . I no longer have thoughts about people seeing how messed up we are, but it is there in the back of my head. <gap in memory> People are filing out of the auditorium. Someone says that we have to sign our card to get credit, but all agree that we are too frightened of the crowd surging through the building. We spot an exit sign above a door near the stage.
Jason: Is that door real?
Me: I don’t know.
Molly: It has to be….wait I don’t know.
Jason: Let’s wait until everyone leaves and try it.
Me: That might not be a good Idea…
Molly: Have to try it, that would be fucked up if it was not real…
…and on and on for a little while you get the picture. We finally end up trying it and it was real of course, and as soon as we got outside Jason puked into the bushes. I am not sure if there were people around or not. We had to get to a room. I had a dormitory room at the university, but hardly stayed there. We proceeded to the room, getting strange looks as we walked. Once in the room we relaxed even thought there were people everywhere down my hall. I had some Dune music video’s on my computer at the time and turned them on, and very loud. At this point in my life I was still very insecure, and did not like to let people hear what kind of music I listened to (this was no problem with my group of friends however), it was more all the people everywhere else. I lived in a ghetto dormitory where the music you heard everyday was rap…so I am guessing this is a little unusual . We find my stash of CD’s and lay them down upside down on every flat surface of my room. We then proceed to take a flashlight (translucent blue) to make rainbow patterns everywhere all over my room when shined anywhere. Surprisingly I was not to caught up in that, I was getting REALLY into the music videos, if you ever saw a dune video, they are all little stories, and I was following each one intently. Jason received a call from his girlfriend and had to go out into the hall to talk to her. We left the door cracked for him, did not turn the music down, and saw him lay down in the hall while people stepped over him. At this point I put something to cover up the light at the end of the flashlight and it shone through the translucent blue sides of it. I started to use it like a glow stick and HOLY SHIT (I would keep this toy with me from then on). This is where I really begin taking off. I find that the slower I move it the longer the trails. I start making large slow figure 8’s. Everyone in the room is silent and has been for quite a while. I do this for I do not know how long and eventually the blue streak starts leaving rainbow flames. The start of the tracer takes on the form of a dragon and is leaving a trail of rainbow flames off of its body. I start moving it faster and faster and then WHAM the cover flies off the flashlight and it looks like the dragon just shot a huge burst of fire at me. This startles Molly who suddenly exclaims Where’s Jason?!?! We look outside but he is not there. We promptly call him on her cell phone and gives us an explanation of what happened:
“I was sitting outside of your dorm room talking to my girlfriend and she could tell that I was really messed up and did not want to talk to her. I kept trying to talk and I kept seeing various pieces of trash fly out of my mouth. I kept wondering why everyone else did not have trash coming out of their mouth as they were walking by me. Then I closed my eyes and saw a gun turn and point at me. I got scared hung up on my girlfriend and drove home.”
He came back, got us, and drove us back to his house (Def. not recommended! Very ignorant, we just wanted a safer place than a dorm room).
Okay at this point of the story is where I must confess that I do not remember what happens next. If it was my second time on MDA than I just went over to his house and sat there staring out the window. If it was a later time, which I think is more likely the case now that I have started writing this report than it gets a lot more interesting…(Sorry about the confusion, that stuff really messed with my memory, I will write the rest as if it was a later time that I had taken it. I remember another memory where I had arrived at his house from my dorm…(not much memory of this incident, but I remember one thing that would make an interesting read.) :
I had just sold Jason my old computer on credit since I had gotten a new one. I then proceeded to over the course of the night knock off the price of the computer if he kept buying me pills (dealer right next door). I consumed 4 more over the course of that night, orally. 2 more were Omega’s, the other 2 were unknown(which I shared). I remember sitting in his living room, everyone still quiet, just watching. I looked up and his ceiling lights (which are cylindrical like) were spinning in circles and the longer I stared the more intricate the hallucination became. It eventually got to the point where I started to see alien creatures fall down onto his ceiling from the light(spaceship) and the ceiling looked like the moon(stucco like bumpy ceiling). I remember another point in the night where someone had turned off the light and I kept seeing faces and people form out of the blackness, I was almost overwhelmed at this point, because I had just eaten my last pill. I could actually feel people brushing by me, but I would call out to my friends and they would answer from where that had been sitting for the last few hours. I decided to go outside and smoke a cigarette. This is where my most memorable hallucination of all time occurred. As I was smoking my cigarette I proceeded to look across the trailer park and saw this:
I was looking at this particular trailer with a porch attached. My vision zoomed into the scene. I saw a washing machine, dryer and basket of clothes on the porch. 2 picasso-esche(that blocky style) dogs proceeded towalk jerkily out of the basket. They circled each other a few times and started to fight. I could hear every bark, whimper, etc…When they would fight they would grab each other’s neck and form a circle and they did this over and over. Eventually they lay next to each other and I saw the traditional heart shape floating over their heads. Puppy’s started running around and on the ground, and on the grass in front of the house 3 pedestals arose out of the ground with a satisfying rock crunching explosion to accompany each. They rose to a standard 1st 2nd and 3rd place position, with both dogs on the first place tier. Everything was going crazy at this point I looked to the end of the trailer and I saw a woman and her kids painting bricks onto the trailer while vines grew all over it.
That was the last thing I remember that night. I came to on the couch the next morning perfectly normal. I remember feeling like I had accomplished a great deal the night before, and the hallucination at the end seemed to confirm it. I am not sure what though, and I hope to find out by writing my experiences during that fateful year down. If my suspicions about this being one of my latter MDA experiences are true, than the vision of Jason having a gun pointed at him is extremely disturbing, because he got shot for an unknown reason soon after that(lived though). I hope everyone has enjoyed reading this, but it is mainly for my memory. Look for more in the future!
