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TheMadcapLaughs

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Hi everyone this is my account of last weekends wet binge. I am your everyday pot smoker, trip here and there and smoke pcp when i feel like it.

Last friday night my friend L in Philly called me to come out with him and some old friends. I knew right away I was gonna be in for some shit with theese wild ass bastards . I smoked a blunt with my neighbor around like 8 or something and then got dropped off at the train on my way to center city.
I got off the train , met up with my boy, and walked with him to the clothespin to meet some other people. We talked about how two of our friends are in jail and how everybody really needs to chill out. Me myself I am pretty tame but my philly counterparts are as crazy as it gets. We meet with our boy jahmal who introduces us to two chicks with him, jen and michelle. jahmal pulls out like 5 viles of dust and I just laugh to myself as i know where this night is heading.
Ten minutes later we are sitting at city hall smokin two digi blunts (dutch with weed and wet). Ahh, that old familiar taste, i think it is like a gas/throwup taste (lol) and after one hit everything you smoke (ciggaretes included) or eat is permiated with that taste. As soon as i feel that wet smack me i get this incredible rush of euphoria like nothing before. I look around and everything looks as tho it does when your lightheaded and about to pass out but i have plenty of energy. Now normally when i am dusted im very dissociative and out there but i felt sooo focused and alive. i felt more opened up emotionally then i have been in quite sometime. I noticed how beautiful one of the girls, jen, was and her eyes had a flicker that was almost eerie but quite sexy. We ended up in a deep coversation about why people put up fronts and act phony and we both came to the conclusion that for some people its the only way they know to socialize. Aside from realizing how bent i was the authenticity of this girls words really struck me. There i was, previously, thinking about how lost some people are in thier own bullshit when this random chick id known for less then a half hour spoke the realest shit ive heard in a long time.

After we sat all fucked up for a little and jamal cracked us all up talking about how he can see the light on dust, we decided to walk to the subway and go to Ls crib in south philla. We were all real dusted but L was talking about how life means nothing and how in a 100 years none of us will be remembered. Now normally i can't remember conversations and such when im this high but i remember everything that was said perfectly. L kept talking about how he was pissing his life away and i could see a look of concern on Jens and Michelle's faces. I briefly thought about my own mistakes and blown oppurtunitys but in a very shallow manner that i laughed off in less than 6 seconds. L ranted for a few minutes until jahmal chimed in telling him to relax and he coooled off for a little bit. I felt a bit disturbed, but not in the way when something bothers you emotionally, just as if he was being a pain in the ass.
Jen and her friend were talking about how everything looked like it was breathing sort of like when your tripping and we all were laughing realizing how fucked up we were.

Walking underneath into the subway felt like we were in some type of silo or something crazy like that. I commented to jahmal that i wondered what it would be like to smoke digi on acid and he laughed as he told me that would be entirely too much. I agreed but i know I felt deep down i wanted to try that soo bad ut kept it to myself. I cant remember how long we waited for the train and most of the ride was a blur. I did kinda notice Jen giving me thoose sexy eyes tho and i realized this girl was obviously interested in me.

Got off the train and walking to the beer store felt like quite the chore, I really felt scattered mentally as usual with dust but i also felt sooo happy and content. walking around 9th and Oregon the dust made everything look gloomier than usual but almost in a tim burton kinda way. We talked about all types of randomness, got our beers and got back to Ls crib.

A few beers later we are listening to some crazy trance music which suprised me i remember (L is a hip hop head), and began to smoke two more dust blunts. L also put on the Sade cd, Diamond life, and i was skeptical at first but it sounded amazing and i am now forever into Sade lol. i remeber as i hit the first blunt thinking damn we are all zonin out hard, but it was great. By the time we were done me and jen and jamal and the other chick were kinda clickin and whatnot and L looked like he was buggin. i felt tremendous, i remember thinking wow what an ugly color yellow to paint theese fucking walls , lol. And was amused by his vcr and tv. TV i thought, what a foul tool , i thought about all the tv my little brother watches and just laughed to myself thinking he'll be cool. Sitting with this very pretty lady i remember thinking everything around me looked like it was pulsing, but not the trippy way, it was more like waves. Ahhh, like tom yorke said "everything in it's right place" chemically induced happiness what else is new i thought in a cynical way but it really didnt bother me. I felt like rubber band man and could really give a shit less about this girl all on me, but she was real cool and we ended up talking some more. We were soo fucked up it was almost like our conversation was psychic and for a moment we both kinda thought we knew each other from somewhere but couldnt figure it out. I realized L had left the 4 of us and was out back buggin on the phone with his ex gilr, i let him be and lost track of him for a couple hours. A few more beers later, and after a talk with L, jen said she wanted to lie down and L let us chill in his room. Aside from sex on acid (which i recomend to everyone that will listen) sex on dust is fucking insane and i really felt like i somehow was connected with this girl before. I feeling of someone touching you when you are real dusted is amazing. it was too good to be true and i just lost my mind until we both passed out afterwords. My usually vivid dreams were all a blur but i woke up in Ls bed with Jen, after coming out of my dazed sleep state and seeing this chick half awake smiling at me i realized what hapened the night before and got that great morning euphoria. I stumbled downstairs with Jen and everyone was downstairs still awake, I felt soo good i was surprised it was only 9 AM. jahmal rolled another dust/weed blunt up and we all got zooted again, the rest of the day was spent just chillin watching old skateboard videos, smoking great amounts of weed, and listenin to mixtapes. Altho J and l been my homies forever i felt connected with everyone including jen and her friend on such a deeper level, and i really didnt even talk to her friend. I finally made it home at like 10 that night and slept most of sunday.

here i am 3 am on friday writing this because i cant go to sleep. Im movin to canada in a week for a while and ive been thinking about just about everything in my life. I have a lot on my plate and have been spending the past few nights up till 5 or 6 am disecting everything. Last weekend was amazing and i met someone who i feel like i could really care about if i still had feelings, or at least let myself feel them.

I am a complex individual and dust does wonders to make me wonder. I had another close friend from NYC who bugged out though and disapeared after smoking this shit for a week straight, the last i heard he is now a jesus freak. Ls brother also had a short hospital stay a few years back with some intense paranoia and loony conspiracy theories. I know some people think pcp is crazy, and it really is, but it agrees with me and kinda takes away all the bullshit in my reality. I feel like it brings out the realness in my surroundings and also illumintes the obvious particles of life we often overlook.

sorry this was soo long i hope you enjoied reading
 
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That was an excellent report.
PCP is one of the few things that i want to try but still havent had a chance to.
Its good to hear that there are people using it for its psychedelic effects rather than just getting fucked up.

Oh, and you're right, sex on LSD is definetly where its at.
 
I've never actually read a report that made me at all interested in trying PCP as an actual mind-enhancing substance...


...until now.
 
For all of you interested in PCP after this just be a bit careful as it has different effects on different people. If you are smoking it for the first time just be easy and dont go overboard, i know this report made it look harmless, and it was that time, but it doesnt always end up like that. I really do know like 3 or 4 people who i used to be close with (not a friend of a friend) who are pretty out there now. one friend i knew since i was 13, almost 9 years , turned into a jesus freak overnite and the last anyone heard from him he was in a homeless shelter in san fran. I also knew a couple people that have been hospitalized with extreme paranoia and schizofrenia. with all that being said i still love that shit lol
 
I really wonder what sort of person a PCP chemist must be. I mean, to like PCP all so much that they want to make boatloads of it and spread the love around the world... It seems like a pretty difficult thing to market in the first place, too.
 
nuke said:
I really wonder what sort of person a PCP chemist must be. I mean, to like PCP all so much that they want to make boatloads of it and spread the love around the world... It seems like a pretty difficult thing to market in the first place, too.


most PCP chemists live in California and really like either the color red or blue, but hate the other one. or are affiliated with people with similar tastes in color.
 
they also make PCP in Quebec and to a lesser extent in basement/bathroom/closet labs around the U.S.

i've always wanted to try dust, i live in the area this report took place in (philly) and just never got a chance to try it..not sure i'd like it though, i get antsy on weed sometimes so i might be prone to
"bugging out" on PCP
 
most PCP chemists live in California and really like either the color red or blue, but hate the other one. or are affiliated with people with similar tastes in color.

So what you're saying is that PCP chemists are usuly eather a crypt or a blood? I didnt think gangstas were into chemistry and that most of them were high school dropouts.
 
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