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MDPV Megathread 9: The thrill of the chase

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Hey gang.
Just wanted to check in. My last run was supposed to be ten grams, but due to various shipping delays and the ensuing garauntees, I had a total of 19 grams sent to me over the last three months.
Went hog wild this time, been to psychosis land and back a couple times, was up for seven-ten days at a time, had an unexplainable event that to this day haunts my thoughts, went crazy in front of my family and had to tell them I was on drugs, rented a crack motel room and had freaky unforgivable sex with my submissive while taking rips off the PV-bong, got a job, lost it, got another job (which i still have) for which I am thankful.
I avoided jail or serious bodily harm this time around. My track record is good there, amazingly. Sometimes though I think I'm getting too old for this shit..

Aaaaaaannnnd... just ordered five more grams (evil grin). The sex with the bird was just too nice and she wants to get more. I just can't tell her no. Or my penis. Or myself for that matter. So therein lies my addiction I guess. God I love PV.
Happiness,
The Professor
 
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had an unexplainable event that to this day haunts my thoughts

I had one of those moments while on pv once as well. Scared the living shit out of me and has since had me wondering just what the hell is really going on around us (the universe. Our purpose. We why exist). I mean, Ive had lots of scary paranoid pv fueled moments that I can't wrap my head around to this day even... but this one experience in particular really rocked the very foundation of everything I thought I new about the universe I live in (or think I live in).

Not sure I wanna talkabout my experience openly on a public forum. How bout you? Care to elaborate or should we take this to a pm? You've peaked my interest to say the least...
 
woke up this morning to find a mad pervert sat on my doormat dressed in brown. this aint the first time this has happened of course but i was quite surprised if im honest. this mad pervert is pale in complexion and about half the body size of the usual guys ive ran into in the past however, i still feel that they will have a great personality, enough to have a good convo with. anyway that being said i couldnt decide whether to tell them to gtfo or to socialise with them, so for the moment ive told them to go and sit in the corner of my bedroom until i decide whats a gwarnin later. i mean it is friday after all!
 
had an unexplainable event that to this day haunts my thoughts

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I had one of those moments while on pv once as well. Scared the living shit out of me and has since had me wondering just what the hell is really going on around us (the universe. Our purpose. We why exist). I mean, Ive had lots of scary paranoid pv fueled moments that I can't wrap my head around to this day even... but this one experience in particular really rocked the very foundation of everything I thought I new about the universe I live in (or think I live in).

Would love to hear both your experiences if uz are willing to share here!
 
I had one of those moments while on pv once as well. Scared the living shit out of me and has since had me wondering just what the hell is really going on around us (the universe. Our purpose. We why exist). I mean, Ive had lots of scary paranoid pv fueled moments that I can't wrap my head around to this day even... but this one experience in particular really rocked the very foundation of everything I thought I new about the universe I live in (or think I live in).

Not sure I wanna talkabout my experience openly on a public forum. How bout you? Care to elaborate or should we take this to a pm? You've peaked my interest to say the least...

Hey man. You have echoed many facets of my thoughts and experiences while on this shit. It was beautiful at first, heartwrenching even, then sad, and ever more terrifying as of late. These latest two particular bouts of "psychosis" to which i am refering . . . I don't even think I can adequately put into words. All I can think is aliens, or ghosts or something. But something happened, and it was NOT the PV, and it was a glimpse of what goes on behind this fabric of conciousness we call "reality".
Though i must say, i believe the PV served as a catalyst for whatever the fuck that was. It opened the door in my my mind, and i was able to effect my surroundings (and those in it) in ways never before. Shit was terrifying, bizarre, and very real. That's the best I'm able to put my finger on what happened. The specifics are hazy.
Anywho.. We can take it to pm if ya want, though I have very little more to say on the matter. I'm still trying to work it out
 
Hey man. You have echoed many facets of my thoughts and experiences while on this shit. It was beautiful at first, heartwrenching even, then sad, and ever more terrifying as of late. These latest two particular bouts of "psychosis" to which i am refering . . . I don't even think I can adequately put into words. All I can think is aliens, or ghosts or something. But something happened, and it was NOT the PV, and it was a glimpse of what goes on behind this fabric of conciousness we call "reality".
Though i must say, i believe the PV served as a catalyst for whatever the fuck that was. It opened the door in my my mind, and i was able to effect my surroundings (and those in it) in ways never before. Shit was terrifying, bizarre, and very real. That's the best I'm able to put my finger on what happened. The specifics are hazy.
Anywho.. We can take it to pm if ya want, though I have very little more to say on the matter. I'm still trying to work it out

I can relate to what you're saying about catching a glimpse of whatever lies behind the fabric of reality. There is something there. Obviously. But i believe its nothing like what most could ever possibly imagine and/or understand. PV somehow aids in the perception of that which lies beyond our senses (as do other substances like psychedelics, things like meditation, near death experiences, etc). It seems as if our senses become much more finely tuned (or perhaps tuned slightly to an alter "frequency" or what have you) that we start to become aware of *something* but, for whatever reason, we cannot fully perceive what that something is (and that's probably for the best... or so ive been told by someone broadcasting over pv radio once).

There is no need to take it to pm (about the event that happened to me while on pv that has me questioning reality) as ill just leave some details out... my story is short and probably uninterresting....

...but for me... in the moment... was the single most terrifying moment of my life. I simply cannot convey how terrifying and earth shattering the experience truly was with words so I won't even try. Instead ill just explain what happened so just keep in mind I'm leaving most of the emotional and psychological aspect out.

I was in the middle of a pv run that had been going on for almost two weeks. I hadn't slept much in those two weeks and had not slept for almost 4 days when this event occurred (Discredits the credibility of my experience considerablly but I still cannot accept that it was all in my head)

As usual i had been peeving it up while watching porn. I had gotten so paranoid that I could no longer continue peeving and perving it up in my own house. I felt I needed to go somewhere isolated and safe in hopes I could feel alone instead of feeling under the close watch of the shadow people.

At this point in my run I was exhausted and ready to sleep but knew I needed to bust a nut so I could finally call it quits. I drove around and found a nice hotel far away from where I lived. I checked in, brought all my stuff up to my room, setup all my perv gear, and acclomated myself to the room by lounging around for awhile before doing anything involving porn or pv.

I found the perfect clip to jack off to and loaded my glass pipe with a massive pile of pv. Prepared to do my "thing" I took a massive rip of pv from my pipe. Something didn't feel right almost instantly. My perception of the room was stretched so that everything was being stretched slightly to the right bottom side of my vision. Everything appeared to take on a slightly greenish tint. My hearing was altered slightly that it almost seemed like the acoustics of the room had suddenly shifted. I smelled an odd smell that was reminiscent of somebody's body odor but not one I was familiar with.

I exhale a massive cloud of pv smoke. Just as I am exhaling I heard the loudest groan/moan from right behind me. Not a sexual moan but more like a moan from somebody upset over something they don't like. Only the pitch of the groan suddenly drops towards the end in a way I can only describe as digitized and demonic. The moan only lasted for a second but it was so loud. The best way to describe thee moan was it almost sounded like somebody had bent a huge steel beem just behind my head.

Then suddenly *something* slapped me square on the right shoulder. It felt like a slap from an old friend who is suprising you from behind while saying hi. Except this didnt feel friendly. It felt mischevious. As the slap occured there was a deep voice that said hey or huh... i cant quite recall. Although I recall the voice booming and echoing around the room and through my body.

There was a definte sensation of somebody being in the room with me. I could hear them (the voice, the moan, etc), I could smell them, I could even see them... or rather, I immediately spun around after being slapped on the shoulder and while I couldnt see anyone, I could see the curtains that were 4 feet behind me fluttering around as if somebody had just walked through them. Except that was not possible because immediately behind those curtains was a closed and locked window. Later on I woulld investigate the room and was unable to find anything that could have caused those curtains to move in that manner.

I screamed. Like a little terrified girl. Extremely loud. Over and over repeatedly for what seemed like a minute or so. Im still suprised to this day that nobody called the cops. Nobody knocked on the room to see if I was ok. As if nobody heard me or maybe somebody did and they just didnt know what to think.

I ran to the middle of the room and clutched my arms around my chest. I was shaking from fear and confusion like I have never done before. I stayed with my arms tightly wound around my upper body while my eyes darted around the room looking for my intruder for almost 2 hours. I pissed myself at some point. Not from the fear of the initial incident but from not being able to hold it anymore for those 2 hours because I could not bring myself to move.

Slowly but surely I come down and relax. I examine the room and try to make heads or tails of the experience. I decide I am not sleeping there so I collect my belongings, clean up the room and go home for the night. On the drive home I figure either something visited me (make of it as you will - a ghost, shadow person, who knows) or it was all just a hallucination from lack of sleep and too much PV consumed way to quickly.

I dont know which explanation fits. Id like to think it was all a hallucination but pv always has similar effects and causes similar distortions in reality for me yet this expereince was unlike anything Ive ever experienced on pv ever by atleast 10 fold difference. Different in the effects of the experience, the shear intensity of the experience as well as the quality, clairty and realness of the experience. It all seemed so insanely real that to this day I struggle thinking about it.

I almost quit PV for good that time. Almost.
 
I can relate to what you're saying about catching a glimpse of whatever lies behind the fabric of reality. There is something there. Obviously. But i believe its nothing like what most could ever possibly imagine and/or understand. PV somehow aids in the perception of that which lies beyond our senses (as do other substances like psychedelics, things like meditation, near death experiences, etc). It seems as if our senses become much more finely tuned (or perhaps tuned slightly to an alter "frequency" or what have you) that we start to become aware of *something* but, for whatever reason, we cannot fully perceive what that something is (and that's probably for the best... or so ive been told by someone broadcasting over pv radio once).

I tend to concur with much of this. Think I may well have had experiences along somewhat similar lines to those that the Prof and your good self are alluding too. The kinda way you both are describing the feelings of "glimpsing behind reality" defintely ring bells with me - from situations involving all the catalysts you list there (aside from NDE maybe as all I got when that happened (heroin OD - no other drugs involved) was a straight fade to black and then nothing til I came round several hours later). In my case I don't necessarily associate these events with fear though. Perhaps as during times of heavy and lengthy excess of all stripes in times past events such as these became almost (but not quite) common for a while. Although saying that, some of them have been right up there in terms of sheer existential terror that really doesn't compare with anything due to the extreme alien nature and uncompromising scales of magnitude involved. Kinda like how you'd feel if for a moment you truly understood the scale of your existence - and everything you have ever known - set against the scale of everything there is. Almost reminded me of the machine that crops up in the Hitchhiker's Guide... books that does just that and causes instant and irreversible insanity.

I found the perfect clip to jack off to and loaded my glass pipe with a massive pile of pv. Prepared to do my "thing" I took a massive rip of pv from my pipe. Something didn't feel right almost instantly. My perception of the room was stretched so that everything was being stretched slightly to the right bottom side of my vision. Everything appeared to take on a slightly greenish tint. My hearing was altered slightly that it almost seemed like the acoustics of the room had suddenly shifted. I smelled an odd smell that was reminiscent of somebody's body odor but not one I was familiar with.

This part stopped me in my tracks. Your description (wank preparation aside in my case and involved injection rather than smoking) of the "stretching" of visual perception (and specifically down to the bottom right) along with the greenish hues and change of acoustics is just about dead on for what I experienced. Don't recall an odour but my circumstance was somewhat different... The rest is almost spookily similar though and seems a very specific and non-obvious perceptual shift to have shared.

In my case I had been IVing peev/ket "speedballs" for most of a week. Don't recall what kinda doses I''d gotten up to nor how much sleep (if any) I'd had that week but is probably safe to assume it was a pretty full-on session with very little "downtime". Prime psychosis/hallucinations territory for sure, but it's the specificity of similarity that is really piquing my interest here. The ket/peev "speedballs" had taken on a very firm structure at this stage of the sesh. And that structure is exactly what you describe in the above quote only perhaps with the volume turned up to eleven and lacking the other elements of your experience (tap on shoulder, sensed "other" and so on).

What happened with me was that I'd hit up a shot and go lay on my "bed" (which is actually just a big mattress on the floor in the corner - which has minor relevance hence mentioned). I'd worked out this was the best approach through trial, error and plenty bumps and bruises by this stage of the run. Reason being that within seconds of injection my entire visual field stretched and zoomed off to a vanishing point at the bottom right of my visual sense. And kept on stretching at a gazillion miles and hour. It felt remarkably how I'd imagine it would feel being "spaghettified" by a black hole/underground tube train tunnel combo. My head and feet felt for all the world like they were at opposite "ends" of the universe and "I" was just a beam of particles being fired off into the bottom righthand corner of infinity. And this bizarre "spaghetti world" of unfesaibly stretched objects (everything distorted to the extent it all just looked like one-dimensional wires yet was still somehow recognisable as objects (perhaps only an overlay of memory trying to make sense of this new wireframe reality tunnel)) continued to extend and stretch at ridulous speed. I could feel an unmistakable sensation of moving at extreme speed: and all down and to the right. And all of this came complete with greenish hue.

I'd come out of this state at an indeterminate future time and as "normality" began to reassert itself I was always crammed tightly into the corner of the room - taught and stretched to the maximal extent of ligament and bone. That place, wherever it was, the bottom righthand corner of reality, initially terrified me - mainly due to the sheer immensity and utter otherness of it, I suspect - but was also deeply fascinating. As such I went back time and time again. Always the same. Never managed to alter any aspect of the exoerience despite years of practice at manipulating altered states. It never lost one iota of it's scale or deeply alien sensations. Nor of it's detachment and coldness. It never felt threatening as such - not once I'd been back often enough to realise it was a temporary visit anyway - but that sense of an unimaginably vast scale differential was absolutely palpable. I felt less than a speck of dust in the universe. Perhaps nearer a quark in a multiverse.

Under the circumstances - extended combined IV ketamine and MDPV use with added sleep deprivation - it's probably easy to see what happened here. Damn well didn't feel like it though I can assure you. During the "reality tube" journeys I've never felt more sober in my life tbh. To use another Hitchhiker's Guide... analogy - kinda like instead of injecting a somewhat wacky "speedball" combo, I was unwirringly injecting coffee so strong it doesn't just sober you up it takes you past sober and out the other side. But ya, I was drug-addled and sleep deprived so make of that what you will.
 
this is better, im never using my previous supplier again, no wonder it was so cheap, if i was even getting it might of even be apvp for all i know. im not even compulsivly redosing too much because im getting more effect im not even any negative effects and thats from yesterday afternoon. i feel pretty good im even going out now to see if i can get a bit of weed and i havent smoked for ages!!!!
 
Shambles: you're description of your speedball experiences (mdpv and ketamine speedballs that is) stopped me dead in my tracks as well. The whole description of the reality tubes and the time dilation are spot on with my experiences with doses of salvia and mdpv vaporized at the same time (there's really no way to describe what happens after one takes a massive bong rip of mdpv sandwhiched between layers of intensely strong salvia extract but the way you described your experiences is damn close).

You are extremely articulate and a very creative writer I must say.

Just curious... (since I've never injected before) but what does mdpv bring to the experience when you combine it with ketamine in a shot? I assume the ketamine overpowers most of the experience but there must be some complicated synergy between the two of them considering their pharmacodynamics. I guess what I'm asking is why did you add mdpv? Does it add anything besides pleasure or a rush? I assume all the craziness of a high mdpv dose comes into play but I figured the ketamine would overpower most of this but I have no way of knowing from lack of personal experience.
 
I'm glad I managed to convey at least the gist of the experience, Mr PV. I've mentioned it in passing now and then but have never tried to flesh it out much as it didn't seem entirely feasible to put into words. Glad it's enough to set bells a-ringing for you as it does seem a damnably strange experience we apparently have in common. And really rather specific too with all that "down and to the right" stuff.

Also very interesting that you had something similar to this combining with Salvia. It's not a combo that I've ever considered for a moment as Salvia is more than hairy enough on its own. Has a habit of causing a very ominous-feeling state of confused anxiety combined with a worryingly mobile and active mixture of dissociation and delirium in me. At least at highish doses. However, Salvia is regarded as a dissociative (amongst other effects) so does make some kinda sense that it could maybe share some similarities with ketamine. I've also combined peev with MXE and 3-MeO-PCP (seperately and together) but these were far less successful (if you regard these utterly bizarre "bottom righthand corner reality tube" jaunts as a successful outcome). In both cases it was very recreational at first but far less removed from everyday experience. Almost a party combo even. Almost. Depends on the type of parties you go to. And in both cases it ended up getting extremely manic, somewhat anxious and ultimately ending in a deeply unpleasant state of dysphoric despair and deep (temporary) psychosis heavily flavoured with schizotypal behavioural effects. Not combos to take too far. Or at all for most, I'd imagine.

As for why I initially combined ketamine with MDPV and injected the resulting solution, it was around the time I was a very heavy ketamine user (binging rather than habitual) and was also using peev on a regular basis (mostly short(ish) runs of a week or two rather than the far more extended flavour but with not much in the way of breaks between each session). For one reason or another I just never happened to have the two to hand at the same time so when I did it appealed to my experimental nature. I had high tolerance to both and was just looking for a new angle on two of my favourite chemical chums really. Basically, opportunity and curiosity combined.

I do recall it took some fiddling with dose and ratio - I can actually be surprisingly cautious when trying new things even when those things don't sound like things a cautious man would go near with a ten-foot bargepole. Once I'd established that the combo appeared to be physically "safe" (or at least showed no immediately obvious causes for concern to me at that time) I was actually mainly hoping to in some way boost the effect of ketamine (I had monstrous tolerance at the time and even fully-saturated IV solutions were having precious little effect on me). This outcome was achieved... but became a wholly different beast that really wasn't much like either drug alone. There are obvious similarities to some ketamine effects but felt utterly different from any ketamine experience I've had before or since. The peev almost faded into the background, but so did the ketamine in a way. It really felt like the two molecules combined and made an entirely new chemical. I know that isn't the case but is how it felt. Really wasn't much like any other drug experience I've ever had. More ketaminesque than peevy for sure, but quite some considerably distance from any standard ketamine experience (if ketamine experiences came as standard - combine with peev it seemed to become standardised though).

I wasn't sure quite what to expect beforehand, but found (comparatively) low doses where quite recreational and enjoyable - an interesting twist on more familiar ketamine territory and perhaps with more focus and clarity (of sorts anyway) which would presumably be the peev's influence. Once I got above a certain dose there was a complete and sudden shift and it was off to the bottom righthand corner of reality each and every time. I found it fascinating but can imagine it may not be everybody's cuppa tea by any (reality) stretch. An experience both completely unique (to me so far anyway) and at the same time apparently extremely consistent and readily replicable.

I'm almost tempted to try the Salvia combo now you've mentioned it. Salvia has never been one I get on with all the well though so not likely to happen any time soon unless I can find a dose of Salvia that sits well enough with me. Perhaps oral Salvia (tincture) dosing would be worth a try as I get on far better with that method.
 
agreed on what he said, you are indeed an extremely articulate and a very creative writer, does it mix well with dmt?
 
Only tried it with DMT once and wasn't that great. Added a certain "something" but not much really. A kinda nervy, on-edge, "not quite there and not quite right" kinda sensation. Was pretty mongoed after a few days round the clock on the peev and was only a smidge of Deemsters, mind. Just didn't feel like they'd play nice together so didn't feel like taking it any further.

And thanks :)
 
hello!
been looking around quite a bit and have yet to find a proper answer.... but mind i didnt exactly read the mdpv megathreads in their entirety.... so heres my questions about this substance to you users out there:

is it possible to use mdpv as a productivity aid (have to write a shitload of papers in the coming week)?

what is a low oral dose and how long would the duration be? im talking threshold effects here....

i was thinking of something in the realm of 3-4 mg orally and figured around 12h or so of duration.... i dont plan to use it to study and learn new things as i know stims arent good for that, but more in the direction of having some more focus and increased typing ability. im not a stim fan that much, i do like some speed but very rarely indulge and i have quite high self control. however, ive not used mdpv before. also, i dont plan to vape inject or snort it in any way.

so. is it possible to use mdpv and not be used by it? and if so, what would be a minimal oral dose?

thanks in advance
 
If you are looking for a study aid MDPV is the worst one you could choose. It is one of the most addictive substances there is, if you want to try something get some 2-FMA instead.

Don't get MDPV to study, especially if this is your 1st time!
 
it would be the first time with mdpv, not stims. i also plan to control very well what i take and how, and only oral, single doses.

unfortunately i cant use 2fma for this purpose. sub euphoric doses give me only side effects (jitters, palpitations, sweaty everything) which are more distracting than focusing. best for me so far was 2fa... but even that produces a somewhat euphoric ride ...
 
MDPV as a study aid haha, you and the shadow people are going to "study" porn together =D

Get some MPA instead, much better for that.
 
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