It's Friday today: I'm going to get high today.
I'd procured three pounds of poppy seeds four days before. I recieve daily doses of Valium to wean me off a benzo addiction and I'd found that saving up two days worth (12mg) and taking the pills with grapefruit juice, poppy seed tea and marijuana makes for quite a nice high. This is the basis of almost all of my drug use nowadays -- an opiate, a benzo and marijuana; preferably all three at once. I have one pound of poppy seeds, 6mg Valium, a small nugget of weed and 0.5mg Xanax.
I had made a new friend who said he could get me Xanax: it turned out that he wanted $10 for a 0.5mg tablet, which was ridiculously expensive, but I bought it anyway. (Apparently that's what the poor guy's dealer charges him!) It's been a long time since I've had Xanax and I've missed it. My tolerance has gone way down so even a small dose of benzos synergises nicely with the opiates and marijuana. My father has left the house for his weekend's trip to the beach. Everything has fallen into place and is going according to plan.
5:15pm (T+ 0:00) - I drink half a glass of grapefruit juice. I guzzle down the "tea" extracted from a pound of poppy seeds, holding my nose and chasing it with orange/mango juice. I swallow 6mg Valium.
(T+ 0:18) - The opiate high is starting to creep up on me. My eyes are becoming harder to focus and I am a bit itchy. My stomach is unhappy but it has had to get used to digesting the foul poppy seed brew over the last week. The white hazy glow of the opiate high softens my vision.
(T+ 0:40) - The first real wave of the high passes over me and makes my nose very itchy. I am stimulated yet relaxed at the same time. I take 0.5mg Xanax.
6pm (T+ 0:47) - I roll up a joint with a little bit of weed and a lot of tobacco. The Xanax seems to be already taking effect. I feel the sweet haze creeping up on me. I smoke the J and I only get a few puffs' worth of MJ. The tobacco goes nicely with the poppy seed tea high.
(T+ 0:55) - I'm finding it harder to type, with more frequent mistakes. My coordination is impaired and my breathing is suppressed. I am itching all over my body; I will scratch one place but there will be three other places that demand scratching at the same time. It would be kind of annoying but for the fact that I'm in quite a delightful state of mind now where nothing annoys me. I am sleepy and quite hammered... already. I'm happy with this and I have more weed to keep me very relaxed. All's well with the world right now. I'm going to lie down.
(T+ 1:10) - (After lying down): I lay down, closed my eyes and tuned out of reality. I gave into hallucinations that grew more intense the more I saw and the further I was drawn into them. I was assailed at first by some thoughts of worry and anxiety, but there was an underlying sense of peace and euphoria. I sought out this sensation and identified with it. I was drawn into a dream-state of ultimate, timeless euphoria, adorned with hallucinations of all hues and manifestations. They were often dream-scenarios from my life, played out in snippets in the framework of a greater tapestry.
(T+ 1:15) - I play some music: one of Schubert's String Quintets in C Major. It dances in my auditory field like the hallucinations danced upon my visual one, very delicately. I pour myself a glass of juice. I'm finding it easier to type and compose my report now, strangely enough -- I'm pretty sedated. I decide I'd like to lie back down and rest for a little while again in the place I'd like to stake out as my home. (Right now I can only rent my "home away from home" for short periods using drugs as my currency).
(T+ 1:35) - My second supine "meditation" was even more pleasant than my first. I felt covered in warmth and the bed felt ten times softer and cozier than usual. I started thinking a bit about myself and how I relate to other people. I thought about how I enjoy the company of people and how I enjoy living in the world of people. I decided there was really no reason to hate people or be afraid of them. I started thinking about other random topics, sometimes spending a while in thought, other times drifting off and not thinking at all, but beholding the state of lustrous euphoria and immense relaxation I was in.
(T+ 2:15) - I've been doing some chores around the house for the past half-hour like folding clothes and washing up. Been eating some chocolate chip cookies (they tasted delicious) and preparing a salad for dinner too. The tasks are easy and I enjoy performing them. I'm still constantly itching all over and I expect it to be like that for the rest of the evening. I am not experiencing the same degree of euphoria as when I lie down to nod out but I have a strong sense of satisfaction, motivation, and a paradoxical "relaxed and stimulated" feeling. It's been about an hour and a half since I took the Xanax. I didn't expect 0.5mg to do all that much for me, but with the Valium it gave my high just what it needed to make it much greater than I'd expected.
(T+ 2:55) - I prepare to smoke another J before dinner. The high's become more subtle, as usually happens when I'm no longer stoned on marijuana. I need to smoke the J to really get me in the zone.
8:45pm (T+ 3:30) - I finish a delicious dinner of melted cheddar cheese on Turkish bread with hommus dip, and a simple salad with fresh basil and balsamic vinegar dressing. I eat the last two of my chocolate chip cookies. A stomach full of food makes me very relaxed and the joint has kicked in. I am still itching like crazy but I'm not usually aware of it any more. My pupils are quite constricted and my eyes are bloodshot. I look and feel totally hammered and I can tell it's not just the opiate and the marijuana. There are the signs of subtle benzo intoxication: impaired coordination and hazy, cozy relaxation are the most prominent ones. I'm sweating and I'm going to lie down again to cool down -- the summer here in Canberra, Australia has been hot and humid.
Saturday 4am (T+ 10:45) - Well, it turns out I fell asleep. For over seven hours! No reason to worry though, the Xanax high was probably almost over by the time I passed out and I most definitely got my money's worth. I am still itching a lot because of the extensive duration of the poppy seed tea high; my pupils remain constricted. All in all, a surprising and immensely positive experience. The grapefruit juice augmented the Valium's effect and taking the Valium with the Xanax made for the perfect addition to the opiate high. The marijuana was the icing on the cake, as it were. When I made a daily habit of taking an opiate, a benzo and marijuana at the same time I used to fall asleep a lot... I'll be nodding off and going to the castle of dreams again soon.
Thanks for reading.
- LC
I'd procured three pounds of poppy seeds four days before. I recieve daily doses of Valium to wean me off a benzo addiction and I'd found that saving up two days worth (12mg) and taking the pills with grapefruit juice, poppy seed tea and marijuana makes for quite a nice high. This is the basis of almost all of my drug use nowadays -- an opiate, a benzo and marijuana; preferably all three at once. I have one pound of poppy seeds, 6mg Valium, a small nugget of weed and 0.5mg Xanax.
I had made a new friend who said he could get me Xanax: it turned out that he wanted $10 for a 0.5mg tablet, which was ridiculously expensive, but I bought it anyway. (Apparently that's what the poor guy's dealer charges him!) It's been a long time since I've had Xanax and I've missed it. My tolerance has gone way down so even a small dose of benzos synergises nicely with the opiates and marijuana. My father has left the house for his weekend's trip to the beach. Everything has fallen into place and is going according to plan.
5:15pm (T+ 0:00) - I drink half a glass of grapefruit juice. I guzzle down the "tea" extracted from a pound of poppy seeds, holding my nose and chasing it with orange/mango juice. I swallow 6mg Valium.
(T+ 0:18) - The opiate high is starting to creep up on me. My eyes are becoming harder to focus and I am a bit itchy. My stomach is unhappy but it has had to get used to digesting the foul poppy seed brew over the last week. The white hazy glow of the opiate high softens my vision.
(T+ 0:40) - The first real wave of the high passes over me and makes my nose very itchy. I am stimulated yet relaxed at the same time. I take 0.5mg Xanax.
6pm (T+ 0:47) - I roll up a joint with a little bit of weed and a lot of tobacco. The Xanax seems to be already taking effect. I feel the sweet haze creeping up on me. I smoke the J and I only get a few puffs' worth of MJ. The tobacco goes nicely with the poppy seed tea high.
(T+ 0:55) - I'm finding it harder to type, with more frequent mistakes. My coordination is impaired and my breathing is suppressed. I am itching all over my body; I will scratch one place but there will be three other places that demand scratching at the same time. It would be kind of annoying but for the fact that I'm in quite a delightful state of mind now where nothing annoys me. I am sleepy and quite hammered... already. I'm happy with this and I have more weed to keep me very relaxed. All's well with the world right now. I'm going to lie down.
(T+ 1:10) - (After lying down): I lay down, closed my eyes and tuned out of reality. I gave into hallucinations that grew more intense the more I saw and the further I was drawn into them. I was assailed at first by some thoughts of worry and anxiety, but there was an underlying sense of peace and euphoria. I sought out this sensation and identified with it. I was drawn into a dream-state of ultimate, timeless euphoria, adorned with hallucinations of all hues and manifestations. They were often dream-scenarios from my life, played out in snippets in the framework of a greater tapestry.
(T+ 1:15) - I play some music: one of Schubert's String Quintets in C Major. It dances in my auditory field like the hallucinations danced upon my visual one, very delicately. I pour myself a glass of juice. I'm finding it easier to type and compose my report now, strangely enough -- I'm pretty sedated. I decide I'd like to lie back down and rest for a little while again in the place I'd like to stake out as my home. (Right now I can only rent my "home away from home" for short periods using drugs as my currency).
(T+ 1:35) - My second supine "meditation" was even more pleasant than my first. I felt covered in warmth and the bed felt ten times softer and cozier than usual. I started thinking a bit about myself and how I relate to other people. I thought about how I enjoy the company of people and how I enjoy living in the world of people. I decided there was really no reason to hate people or be afraid of them. I started thinking about other random topics, sometimes spending a while in thought, other times drifting off and not thinking at all, but beholding the state of lustrous euphoria and immense relaxation I was in.
(T+ 2:15) - I've been doing some chores around the house for the past half-hour like folding clothes and washing up. Been eating some chocolate chip cookies (they tasted delicious) and preparing a salad for dinner too. The tasks are easy and I enjoy performing them. I'm still constantly itching all over and I expect it to be like that for the rest of the evening. I am not experiencing the same degree of euphoria as when I lie down to nod out but I have a strong sense of satisfaction, motivation, and a paradoxical "relaxed and stimulated" feeling. It's been about an hour and a half since I took the Xanax. I didn't expect 0.5mg to do all that much for me, but with the Valium it gave my high just what it needed to make it much greater than I'd expected.
(T+ 2:55) - I prepare to smoke another J before dinner. The high's become more subtle, as usually happens when I'm no longer stoned on marijuana. I need to smoke the J to really get me in the zone.
8:45pm (T+ 3:30) - I finish a delicious dinner of melted cheddar cheese on Turkish bread with hommus dip, and a simple salad with fresh basil and balsamic vinegar dressing. I eat the last two of my chocolate chip cookies. A stomach full of food makes me very relaxed and the joint has kicked in. I am still itching like crazy but I'm not usually aware of it any more. My pupils are quite constricted and my eyes are bloodshot. I look and feel totally hammered and I can tell it's not just the opiate and the marijuana. There are the signs of subtle benzo intoxication: impaired coordination and hazy, cozy relaxation are the most prominent ones. I'm sweating and I'm going to lie down again to cool down -- the summer here in Canberra, Australia has been hot and humid.
Saturday 4am (T+ 10:45) - Well, it turns out I fell asleep. For over seven hours! No reason to worry though, the Xanax high was probably almost over by the time I passed out and I most definitely got my money's worth. I am still itching a lot because of the extensive duration of the poppy seed tea high; my pupils remain constricted. All in all, a surprising and immensely positive experience. The grapefruit juice augmented the Valium's effect and taking the Valium with the Xanax made for the perfect addition to the opiate high. The marijuana was the icing on the cake, as it were. When I made a daily habit of taking an opiate, a benzo and marijuana at the same time I used to fall asleep a lot... I'll be nodding off and going to the castle of dreams again soon.
Thanks for reading.
- LC
