bluedolphin
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I'll start right off, this was one of the weirdest and most unexpected, yet totally mind-blowing trips I've ever been on. So if it starts off boring, carry on.
I got in a fresh batch of MXE. The first few trials lent me to believe it was more or less normal stuff. And for me, a batch of "normal stuff" MXE will give me energy, deeper thoughts, a deeper will to live and thrive and create. It has some side effects like increased BP and HR but not too much beyond that.
I had also acquired some Phenazepam, for the purpose of giving me an easy way out of my current (not horrible) Phenibut addiction. I simply did not heed the warnings on the bottle and doses Phenibut a between 1-3 grams a day for about two weeks. A friend told me, you need to stop that now, or it's going to get really bad. I could see it coming already. But I had used the Pheibut to ease Etizolam WDs. So now I thought I need something with a long half life that I can just take in small doses to completely mask any would-be Phenibut withdrawls. Phenazepam sounded perfect for this situation, and I'm sure it is. My plan from hereon out is to use Phenazepam only until there are no more Phenbit WD, which should only take about 3-4 doses of phenazepam to accomplish, and then after that, only take either Phenazepam or Phenibut on isolated instidances, allowing no future build up of tolererance.
I mean, I do enjoy these drugs. But they addict me as quick as they can, and I well know that.
On to the trip report:
This was Day 1 of cutting off Phenibut so I had 2mg Phenazepam at first, and a couple hours later went for another 2mg. So 4mg Phenazpam is in play, here. Throughout this time I had been insufflating lines of MXE maybe 30mg doses throughout the day.
I lie down in bed to start to relax and get ready to eventually sleep. I put on some episosedes of Parks & Recreatoin and Community. At this point I am just feeling very comfortable and bored with the kind of HD vision MXE gives me. So felt like this is great, I'm definitely going to get a great night's sleep and big pat's on the back to me for preparing for GABA WD in the smoothest way possible.
Only thing I can think of right now would be to smoke some JWH-210 (I tend to depend upon cannabiniods for sleep, as well)... plus a little JDubs will have me feeing nice ...
Some, I spark my JDub210 bowl. It has no other use than for such, and as such, has no other name. I didn't even need to put any fresh powder in, just a good solid rip from all the resin will surely do the trick.
*inhale*
*exhale*
Real soon I realize I'm in a bit of a different world. My tolerance to hitting that pipe is fine, nomally I need a few pulls to feel "irie" enough to fall asleep. Except I knew I would not be sleeping, at least for the next hour or so. This is when things got weird.
Okay, so all the objects in my room were now basically floating about the room as if they could go whereever they wanted. Many of the objects took on personalities, and other devices seemed to be re-assembling their source code so that they could program themseves. It kind of looked a lot like I was in Toy World. Except that I had understandings of each ot these machines thought process... and in some cases they could actually speak to me.
So I'm thinking, holy psychosis, this is unexpected!
Then I noticed a pillow that was laying beside me was carassing my body. I looked, and saw its movements. I also felt these movements. One of my blankets, which was mostly covering me but somewhat curled at the top took on the form of a female entity. It was like she knew the intimicy we shared on a nightly basis - me, being human, sleeping in sheets and blankets - but to her she had been falling in love with her nighttime comanion, little too my previous knowledge!
Things got weirder. The different inanimate objects in my room would whisper to me, and tell me things that were straight out of my own subscious. One one occasion I answered back. After that I do not remember what happened except the next thing I know was that my face was pressed against the wall and all I remembered was that I had experienced some alternate dimension.
The entities were always rambing on about something or other. Some I could recogznize as a thread of one of my own thought streams. Others seems to be issuing warnings, telling tales from the past.
They said they were compassionate because they had gone through similar exeriences.
Eventually the JWH-210 wore off enough to keep the "phenazepam souls" in the background enough for me to sleep.
I am highly expierenced with MXE and have never had anything like this happen. Same with JWH-210. Same with Phenazepam.
That was the first time I had mixed them all-together.
I got in a fresh batch of MXE. The first few trials lent me to believe it was more or less normal stuff. And for me, a batch of "normal stuff" MXE will give me energy, deeper thoughts, a deeper will to live and thrive and create. It has some side effects like increased BP and HR but not too much beyond that.
I had also acquired some Phenazepam, for the purpose of giving me an easy way out of my current (not horrible) Phenibut addiction. I simply did not heed the warnings on the bottle and doses Phenibut a between 1-3 grams a day for about two weeks. A friend told me, you need to stop that now, or it's going to get really bad. I could see it coming already. But I had used the Pheibut to ease Etizolam WDs. So now I thought I need something with a long half life that I can just take in small doses to completely mask any would-be Phenibut withdrawls. Phenazepam sounded perfect for this situation, and I'm sure it is. My plan from hereon out is to use Phenazepam only until there are no more Phenbit WD, which should only take about 3-4 doses of phenazepam to accomplish, and then after that, only take either Phenazepam or Phenibut on isolated instidances, allowing no future build up of tolererance.
I mean, I do enjoy these drugs. But they addict me as quick as they can, and I well know that.
On to the trip report:
This was Day 1 of cutting off Phenibut so I had 2mg Phenazepam at first, and a couple hours later went for another 2mg. So 4mg Phenazpam is in play, here. Throughout this time I had been insufflating lines of MXE maybe 30mg doses throughout the day.
I lie down in bed to start to relax and get ready to eventually sleep. I put on some episosedes of Parks & Recreatoin and Community. At this point I am just feeling very comfortable and bored with the kind of HD vision MXE gives me. So felt like this is great, I'm definitely going to get a great night's sleep and big pat's on the back to me for preparing for GABA WD in the smoothest way possible.

Only thing I can think of right now would be to smoke some JWH-210 (I tend to depend upon cannabiniods for sleep, as well)... plus a little JDubs will have me feeing nice ...
Some, I spark my JDub210 bowl. It has no other use than for such, and as such, has no other name. I didn't even need to put any fresh powder in, just a good solid rip from all the resin will surely do the trick.
*inhale*
*exhale*
Real soon I realize I'm in a bit of a different world. My tolerance to hitting that pipe is fine, nomally I need a few pulls to feel "irie" enough to fall asleep. Except I knew I would not be sleeping, at least for the next hour or so. This is when things got weird.
Okay, so all the objects in my room were now basically floating about the room as if they could go whereever they wanted. Many of the objects took on personalities, and other devices seemed to be re-assembling their source code so that they could program themseves. It kind of looked a lot like I was in Toy World. Except that I had understandings of each ot these machines thought process... and in some cases they could actually speak to me.
So I'm thinking, holy psychosis, this is unexpected!
Then I noticed a pillow that was laying beside me was carassing my body. I looked, and saw its movements. I also felt these movements. One of my blankets, which was mostly covering me but somewhat curled at the top took on the form of a female entity. It was like she knew the intimicy we shared on a nightly basis - me, being human, sleeping in sheets and blankets - but to her she had been falling in love with her nighttime comanion, little too my previous knowledge!
Things got weirder. The different inanimate objects in my room would whisper to me, and tell me things that were straight out of my own subscious. One one occasion I answered back. After that I do not remember what happened except the next thing I know was that my face was pressed against the wall and all I remembered was that I had experienced some alternate dimension.
The entities were always rambing on about something or other. Some I could recogznize as a thread of one of my own thought streams. Others seems to be issuing warnings, telling tales from the past.
They said they were compassionate because they had gone through similar exeriences.
Eventually the JWH-210 wore off enough to keep the "phenazepam souls" in the background enough for me to sleep.
I am highly expierenced with MXE and have never had anything like this happen. Same with JWH-210. Same with Phenazepam.
That was the first time I had mixed them all-together.