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MDMA & MDA - Real-Still-Life.
MDMA AND MDA trip report
author: Jack B.
"Real-Still-Life."
Trip Date - 9/8/2004
Chemicals (each ingested):
2 pills @ MDMA - blue music notes, domed back, no score
2 pills @ MDA - gray versace's w/ beveled versace logo embossed on one side, other side score.
Note: before you go on reading this, keep in mind my parents are upstairs sleeping the entire time. It's not necessarily a good idea to do drugs while your parents are home (even when your dad is a cop) but we can both handle our rolls well and really weren't completley ready for what was in store for us this evening.
On to the report...
11:20 PM - Drop 1 hit of blue music note (Mdma)
11:35 PM - Drop the second hit
Nice smooth come up, funny how i seem to lose the anxiety when relaxing with a loved one (doing pills) other than being at a house party where i am usually faced with a constant knot in my stomach up until the mdma kicks in....
1 A.M. - MDMA Peak begins to roll around. Pure love. Getting ready for a pleasant night. :awwyea:
1:01 AM - Down goes one versace. Unbenkownst to us at the time, the versace pills were mda. Pills were sold to us as ecstasy (Mdma).
1:30 A.M. - We each decide to drop the next versace - not entirely ready for what is about to happen next.
2:00 A.M. - Somethings happening, we're both feeling another come up, so we decide to go for a walk. Destination? The Heritage Lakelands Community official "LAKE!" (It wouldn't really be a LAKElands without a lake, wouldn't ya think? KYUCK KYUCK! :kneeslap
about 2:30 A.M. - Funny mdma-esque hallucinations begin to manifest themselves on the way to the lake. I see kids lined up in families living rooms with their hands to their heads. Talk about your mind playing tricks on you. This is forgotten about, until we sit down a few feet from the water.
Then...Im seeing trees.
Thick lustrous, unending, nightcoated fern growing into a wide eyed panoramic island formation in the middle of the lake. This continues for about 5 minutes....Exquisite. At this point I point I look directly in front of me to see....A BOAT...simply passing by in the night.
However, this was no ordinary boat. No sir, This boat was beautiful, and majestic - remniscent of the series of wooden boats seen on the first version of Myst, in the first part of the game. Blackened from the night, you can see the light emenating from within the rustic wood grain. brown hazel and yellow light can be seen being cast off by the sides and all along its 20 foot (or so) mast to show us a true definition of its colonial beauty. Behind the boat was a wooden circular disc rotating parallel to the lakes horizon with long rectangular ends extending so far out to shore that they nearly smacked us in the face!! I kept looking at the boat however...so beautiful...in fact this whole scene we are basking ourselves in is simply enchanting...exactly that...enchanting.
As the mda trip begins to take more form, I start to think we're being followed by a walking pack of kids. I don't care if I live in the suburbs, I'm being followed, then my ass is JET! Luckily I only lived 2 blocks down and around the corner, and we made it home safe (and sound...parents still had no clue, and there weren't really any kids following us we find later.)
4 A.M. - As we crept down into the bassment, I see yellow (gold) faux positional lighting being casted throughout and shimmering about the sides of the room (or almost any room i went in for that matter, with different shades of yellow and gold in each. Which really brought out my houses inside colonial architechure...It was almost as like I was beginning to live inside a real still life painting...it was extraordinary...
...We then sit on the bed facing each other in my room. The text off of all of my flyers taped up to the walls are beginning to fly off and dance around in circular motions about my room. Gold lighting changes to a dim pinkish/sleazy neon red. I'm beginning to see green vines grow along Chrissy's skin to her face...as the vines dance their way around her visage, it begins to morph - once into another beautiful females face, with accentuated features - eyebrows became longer, hair became wavy, cheeks more taught - still the same Chrissy, but looked almost nothing like her. An almost incan/mayan appeal. Compared with that one sees while on a high dose of mushrooms. It then took the shape of another face with more of the same accentuated features, and a polished baby doll face...My baby doll.
5 A.M. - It then begins...inevitable ego loss. Suprisingly I handled myself a lot better this time than that of when I was on an 1/8th of dried mushrooms. It started with me questioning myself...Did my parents hear us? We're we too loud? We're they waiting until this morning to wake us up and say "Suprise! We're sending both of you to rehab!"? How the fuck did one of my speakers make its way over to my bureau? Did they hear that? Why is my sampler turned on? Was I playing any of its triggers on a high volume? How come the volume on my main mixer board was turned half way up?? Did they hear us play music all night?
5:20 A.M. - Paranoia kicks in, FULL FORCE. I wasn't prepared for this! I thought I could handle myself better! Great, my parents know I do drugs now! I might as well have killed my elderly next door neighboor, which if i did in comparison to this, they would've cared about a lot less than their own son doing DRUGS!! Why me!!
5:30 A.M. - I see my good and chemically-knowledgeable friend Mr. Roper online, tries to talk to him to help ease the paranoia.
6:00 A.M. - I try to goto sleep, falling in and out, without luck. With my body temperature still at max farenheight, and my heart racing faster than a locomotive, I couldn't get back to reality so quick. It took a lot of verbal re-encouragement that everything was going to be ok from my Girlfriend.
7:00 A.M. - Shit my parents are up - my life is over. Im hearing things...are they coming down the stairs? Are they outside my room? What were they planning to do?? Why does my cellphone sound like it's ringing?? We're they playing a cruel joke on their own son knowing that he did DRUGS?? Again, why me!!
8:00 A.M. - Parents leave for work, A little mentally relieved at this point, I'd figure that if they cared so much they probably WOULD have intruded upon our trip. It's 1-on-1 shower time to help ease the brain a little bit more.
8:45 A.M. - After the shower, we attempted sleep again. Only to have me being awoken by my girlfriend because she was hearing me grind my teeth.
"...Baby...stop grinding your teeth", she whispers.
"Wha..", I say...
At that same moment I immediatley begin to feel my teeth. How long was I grinding them for? Did I grind them all down as like with a file?? MY MOUTH FEELS BIGGER, AND MY TEETH FEEL SMALLER!! What the FUCK. I look in the mirror, and they're luckily, still all there.
*WHEW*
9:30 A.M. - We realize my ass ain't gettin no sleep. Off to the barber to get my weekly shape up. (I'm still hallucinating at this point, eyes still fully dilated. I swear the guy knew I was on some shit when I went to the counter. I couldn't even hold a sentence right. My full blooded english was almost more broken than his south american spanglish tongue. And then it feels as almost everyone there is up to no good...whats up with the thugs running around with knots of cash in the front of the store? What kind of wares are they selling to make them earn their keep? What was up with the 2 spanish girls on mirror #5 looking at me? Did they find the fact that i came in pajamas funny? Stop looking at me!! DID THE BARBER ON MIRROR #9 LOOK LIKE HE JUST SNIFFED A LINE OF COKE OFF OF HIS RAZOR BLADE??? (This was in fact later confirmed by my girlfriend, who witnessed the same thing.) Take note of the fact that I was still hallucinating...At this point whenever I looked at myself in the mirror the letters of logo text were still falling off of my hair cape. Me and Chrissy exit the building after I was done, and give each other the biggest look as to what in the fuck was exactly going on in that place? It was almost as if at any moment if we asked for a certain drug cocktail, we could have have one at the ready in no time flat, lickety split, NO SHIT!
12:30 P.M. - back at Chrissy's for about an hr and a half, and get about 15 minutes of sleep. We're on our way back out the door headed back to my house....
...my cell phone rings.
...IT'S MY MOM.
Her homely "Where ya at?" greeting instantly told me the fact she had no idea as to what in the FUCK even went on in my room last night. Or the fact that we even left the house at all.
:saved:
The experience itself was truley breakthrough and remarkable. Had I been better prepared for it, it would have been a lot more enjoyable.
The rest of the following 90 degree sunny day was spent frying the rest of our brains under the sun in my just-opened swimming pool with her baby niece. Fabulous end to a all-in-all, good experience. I can't wait for my next MDA trip where I will hopefully be more mentally prepared. And not while my parents are upstairs sleeping.
Total score?
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Four out of five e rocks! A definitley must see!
-Daily Tribune
MDMA AND MDA trip report
author: Jack B.
"Real-Still-Life."
Trip Date - 9/8/2004
Chemicals (each ingested):
2 pills @ MDMA - blue music notes, domed back, no score
2 pills @ MDA - gray versace's w/ beveled versace logo embossed on one side, other side score.
Note: before you go on reading this, keep in mind my parents are upstairs sleeping the entire time. It's not necessarily a good idea to do drugs while your parents are home (even when your dad is a cop) but we can both handle our rolls well and really weren't completley ready for what was in store for us this evening.
On to the report...
11:20 PM - Drop 1 hit of blue music note (Mdma)
11:35 PM - Drop the second hit
Nice smooth come up, funny how i seem to lose the anxiety when relaxing with a loved one (doing pills) other than being at a house party where i am usually faced with a constant knot in my stomach up until the mdma kicks in....
1 A.M. - MDMA Peak begins to roll around. Pure love. Getting ready for a pleasant night. :awwyea:
1:01 AM - Down goes one versace. Unbenkownst to us at the time, the versace pills were mda. Pills were sold to us as ecstasy (Mdma).
1:30 A.M. - We each decide to drop the next versace - not entirely ready for what is about to happen next.
2:00 A.M. - Somethings happening, we're both feeling another come up, so we decide to go for a walk. Destination? The Heritage Lakelands Community official "LAKE!" (It wouldn't really be a LAKElands without a lake, wouldn't ya think? KYUCK KYUCK! :kneeslap
about 2:30 A.M. - Funny mdma-esque hallucinations begin to manifest themselves on the way to the lake. I see kids lined up in families living rooms with their hands to their heads. Talk about your mind playing tricks on you. This is forgotten about, until we sit down a few feet from the water.
Then...Im seeing trees.
Thick lustrous, unending, nightcoated fern growing into a wide eyed panoramic island formation in the middle of the lake. This continues for about 5 minutes....Exquisite. At this point I point I look directly in front of me to see....A BOAT...simply passing by in the night.
However, this was no ordinary boat. No sir, This boat was beautiful, and majestic - remniscent of the series of wooden boats seen on the first version of Myst, in the first part of the game. Blackened from the night, you can see the light emenating from within the rustic wood grain. brown hazel and yellow light can be seen being cast off by the sides and all along its 20 foot (or so) mast to show us a true definition of its colonial beauty. Behind the boat was a wooden circular disc rotating parallel to the lakes horizon with long rectangular ends extending so far out to shore that they nearly smacked us in the face!! I kept looking at the boat however...so beautiful...in fact this whole scene we are basking ourselves in is simply enchanting...exactly that...enchanting.
As the mda trip begins to take more form, I start to think we're being followed by a walking pack of kids. I don't care if I live in the suburbs, I'm being followed, then my ass is JET! Luckily I only lived 2 blocks down and around the corner, and we made it home safe (and sound...parents still had no clue, and there weren't really any kids following us we find later.)
4 A.M. - As we crept down into the bassment, I see yellow (gold) faux positional lighting being casted throughout and shimmering about the sides of the room (or almost any room i went in for that matter, with different shades of yellow and gold in each. Which really brought out my houses inside colonial architechure...It was almost as like I was beginning to live inside a real still life painting...it was extraordinary...
...We then sit on the bed facing each other in my room. The text off of all of my flyers taped up to the walls are beginning to fly off and dance around in circular motions about my room. Gold lighting changes to a dim pinkish/sleazy neon red. I'm beginning to see green vines grow along Chrissy's skin to her face...as the vines dance their way around her visage, it begins to morph - once into another beautiful females face, with accentuated features - eyebrows became longer, hair became wavy, cheeks more taught - still the same Chrissy, but looked almost nothing like her. An almost incan/mayan appeal. Compared with that one sees while on a high dose of mushrooms. It then took the shape of another face with more of the same accentuated features, and a polished baby doll face...My baby doll.
5 A.M. - It then begins...inevitable ego loss. Suprisingly I handled myself a lot better this time than that of when I was on an 1/8th of dried mushrooms. It started with me questioning myself...Did my parents hear us? We're we too loud? We're they waiting until this morning to wake us up and say "Suprise! We're sending both of you to rehab!"? How the fuck did one of my speakers make its way over to my bureau? Did they hear that? Why is my sampler turned on? Was I playing any of its triggers on a high volume? How come the volume on my main mixer board was turned half way up?? Did they hear us play music all night?
5:20 A.M. - Paranoia kicks in, FULL FORCE. I wasn't prepared for this! I thought I could handle myself better! Great, my parents know I do drugs now! I might as well have killed my elderly next door neighboor, which if i did in comparison to this, they would've cared about a lot less than their own son doing DRUGS!! Why me!!
5:30 A.M. - I see my good and chemically-knowledgeable friend Mr. Roper online, tries to talk to him to help ease the paranoia.
6:00 A.M. - I try to goto sleep, falling in and out, without luck. With my body temperature still at max farenheight, and my heart racing faster than a locomotive, I couldn't get back to reality so quick. It took a lot of verbal re-encouragement that everything was going to be ok from my Girlfriend.
7:00 A.M. - Shit my parents are up - my life is over. Im hearing things...are they coming down the stairs? Are they outside my room? What were they planning to do?? Why does my cellphone sound like it's ringing?? We're they playing a cruel joke on their own son knowing that he did DRUGS?? Again, why me!!
8:00 A.M. - Parents leave for work, A little mentally relieved at this point, I'd figure that if they cared so much they probably WOULD have intruded upon our trip. It's 1-on-1 shower time to help ease the brain a little bit more.
8:45 A.M. - After the shower, we attempted sleep again. Only to have me being awoken by my girlfriend because she was hearing me grind my teeth.
"...Baby...stop grinding your teeth", she whispers.
"Wha..", I say...
At that same moment I immediatley begin to feel my teeth. How long was I grinding them for? Did I grind them all down as like with a file?? MY MOUTH FEELS BIGGER, AND MY TEETH FEEL SMALLER!! What the FUCK. I look in the mirror, and they're luckily, still all there.
*WHEW*
9:30 A.M. - We realize my ass ain't gettin no sleep. Off to the barber to get my weekly shape up. (I'm still hallucinating at this point, eyes still fully dilated. I swear the guy knew I was on some shit when I went to the counter. I couldn't even hold a sentence right. My full blooded english was almost more broken than his south american spanglish tongue. And then it feels as almost everyone there is up to no good...whats up with the thugs running around with knots of cash in the front of the store? What kind of wares are they selling to make them earn their keep? What was up with the 2 spanish girls on mirror #5 looking at me? Did they find the fact that i came in pajamas funny? Stop looking at me!! DID THE BARBER ON MIRROR #9 LOOK LIKE HE JUST SNIFFED A LINE OF COKE OFF OF HIS RAZOR BLADE??? (This was in fact later confirmed by my girlfriend, who witnessed the same thing.) Take note of the fact that I was still hallucinating...At this point whenever I looked at myself in the mirror the letters of logo text were still falling off of my hair cape. Me and Chrissy exit the building after I was done, and give each other the biggest look as to what in the fuck was exactly going on in that place? It was almost as if at any moment if we asked for a certain drug cocktail, we could have have one at the ready in no time flat, lickety split, NO SHIT!
12:30 P.M. - back at Chrissy's for about an hr and a half, and get about 15 minutes of sleep. We're on our way back out the door headed back to my house....
...my cell phone rings.
...IT'S MY MOM.
Her homely "Where ya at?" greeting instantly told me the fact she had no idea as to what in the FUCK even went on in my room last night. Or the fact that we even left the house at all.
:saved:
The experience itself was truley breakthrough and remarkable. Had I been better prepared for it, it would have been a lot more enjoyable.
The rest of the following 90 degree sunny day was spent frying the rest of our brains under the sun in my just-opened swimming pool with her baby niece. Fabulous end to a all-in-all, good experience. I can't wait for my next MDA trip where I will hopefully be more mentally prepared. And not while my parents are upstairs sleeping.
Total score?
eeee-
Four out of five e rocks! A definitley must see!
-Daily Tribune
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liked reading your report it kept my interest.) It sounded like your girlfriend was pretty normal after doing 4 pills, she must be able to handle her e pretty well. I'd be just a pile of goo.
