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roady05

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Hi guys, new member here, been an avid reader of the forum for some time now. I have done MDMA a couple of times, last weekend and about 4 months before that. I'd go as far to say that i enjoy it as much as smoking weed (in a very different way however), and not being an avid researcher before taking it I was blown away by how profound and deeply spiritual the experience was on both of my rolls. (my first time was 1 blue deqon taken orally, second time was very pure MDMA of which i did 2 100mg bombs spread over half an hour) I'm a big believer in preserving the "magic", that MDMA is a very, very special creation of man that is to be enjoyed rarely in order to expand ones consciousness and to connect with fellow humans in the way that only MDMA provides.

However, I digress, I have found myself in a deep fascination with every effect it causes- from the dinner plates to the jaw grinding, i find it incredible how the outward effects correlate to the body being threatened by something- all the while it's like a party for your mind and your senses lol. I'm fascinated not necessarily with the "dark side" of MDMA but with how it must feel to have the effects that I experienced, but five fold or ten fold- good or bad. So those who have enjoyed MD a little too much, 90's or now, I want to hear how it feels to be truly gripped by such a powerful force. I know such a thing is impossible to rationalize with mere words but i feel if a lot of people try to, it will help my understanding of this strange place in mandy town lol.


Thanks guys- happy rolling :)
 
More MDMA isnt always the positive effects enhanced even more so, it gets to a point where the euphoric rushes and amazing feelings get to the point where its legitamtely too much... From my experience I came close to ODing, I was munching on clean MDMA pills throughout the night I totalled 7 in that night and kept doing half every half hour and each minute id be peaking more than the previous it was an amazing night and it got to the point where the lights were fucking insane the music was insanely mind-blowing and fucking INTENSE I have never ever come close to such a euphoric experience and it was wave after wave of euphoria comming at me fuck it was insane, till i realised I was overheating, hyperventilating, sweating literally like drops running down me now when you realise this you dont just realise, you think yourself fuck me im peaking way to dam hard and start panicking and it makes the problem worse I was running into the bathroom pouring water over my body from a bottle and running outside to get cold air. Its scary shit, dont ever push MDMA too hard dose wise or frequency as both WILL fuck you up if not at the time but long term.

BTW I'm fine and after I went outside I cooled down and went back in the club and kept wet and hydrated, and luckily didnt pass out but I wasnt far off it I had a few mates who have passed out from it in the way I nearly did, just know your limits bro respect mdma and it will respect you! :)
 
Thanks for the reply man, yeah I've pretty much gathered from my reading that there is a limit to the good feelings MDMA brings but there is no real limit on the nasty outward effects (jaw clamping, sweating like a bitch on heat, muscle spasms, eyes rolling etc). But like, i can't imagine panicking about anything on MDMA due to my only experiences using the smaller doses, at a certain point i guess your real primitive brain instincts kick in and say "hey i can't take much more of this shit man" ha. Glad to hear you came out the otherside anyway and i wish you well on future rolls.
 
I remember taking half a gram at once, which was more then stupid as I'm very sensitive to drugs - 75mg is usually more then enough for me. And sure enough it hit me hard, my only thought was that it was far too intense - I remember thinking just as it hit "what the fuck have i done?". It literally floored me. I spent a good six hours laying on my bed, too weak to do anything, just listening to music. For awhile it was fun, and I felt great, but for the whole experience there was this underlying fear that I'd screwed up, that somehow this would be the end of me. I had chest pains, heart palpitations and was sweating profusely. I was monitoring my water intake and forced myself to go to the toilet every hour, but it wasn't enough to convince me I'd be okay. I took a dozen aspirin and paracetamol pills under the belief they'd somehow help, and once I had found the strength I held my hands under cold water to 'cool the blood' - as I thought I was overheating. However despite everything, I was happy - there was almost zero anxiety. It was weird - there was a sort of acceptance, like "I might be dying, but I'm okay with that." It's the beauty of ecstasy I guess.

Regardless it eventually began to wear off and I started to panic - I couldn't sleep for a good 18 hours after taking it, and I still had a mild case of bruxism the following morning. But besides that I was fine.
 
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Wow. Thats crazy, i bet you were scattered afterwards. I can't imagine feeling it that intensely, obviously i've never been to the stage where i've actually been physically impeded by the drug, and it totally fascinates me how it must feel (not even in a good way just like the sheer intensity of what you're going through) so thanks for your insight and happy future rolls
 
For a birthday occasion I'd spent the past year or two collecting all the lovely pills that were about. Red Defcons, Snowflakes, Bentleys, Green Lacostes, Gram of MDMA, Bombs of MDMA that I'd made prior that were 150mg MDMA/75-100mg Speed Paste. Went to a psytrance rave and banged them all, ended up having to be guided back to the camp site as I was having mad hallucinations. Seeing tables and tea parties going on in the middle of a mile long muddy path in the country side, seeing people lying on the floor only for my friend to stamp on them and they'd turn into rocks.

It was fucking awesome and I suffered no ill effects, I even took the risk of wearing a hat while rolling!
 
I've had 2 times where I've really overdone it.

1) was a Halloween rave from 10pm-8am, we met up at a buddies beforehand to pre-drink and take a partybus to the event together. There were maybe 5 2'6s of various drinks that each had about a gram of MDMA in. needless to say I was fucked before I even got to the event, I then proceeded to pop 11 beans over the rest of the night and was completely exhausted by the end of the night. I don't remember a majority of the night, but from what I do I had a good time.

2) one of the stupider things I've done, was at a club event with a few of my fave hardstyle dj's with some friends and one of my buddies got around 25pills as a sample batch. He told me at the beginning of the night we were going to finish them all ; we both triple dropped to start, then about an hour or so later quad dropped, then another hour or so after that triple dropped again. I was completely floored for about an hour during this where I was just sitting down with my eyes rolled back in my head, but the scary part was that I was so fucked I had to remind myself to breathe constantly...
 
New years eve, 2007.

To start the night I took 200mgs of mdma. Ate 5-7 clear gel tabs, kept bumping mdma until I had finished .7 grams. Just when i thought I was done, a friend gifted me 3 tenths of mdma...but he said do it right now, so up the nose that went. And i was doing n2o all night also.

It was realllllly good mdma too. From some people who traveled to festivals for a living and had some verrrrrry solid product.
 
Let's just put it this Way I did an 8ball of MDMA in one night... I was still rolling when I woke up, I clenched my jaw for 2 days, smoked about 2 or 3 packs of cigarettes that night And I'm still craving it because this was 6 days ago... Don't overdo it you'll feel like shit for a few days Trust me
 
Lets not talk about the amounts you did, just the state you ended up in (so the thread doesn't turn into a dicksizing thread and get closed).

I hitchhiked to a rave - got dropped off in the wrong place, came up way too early and spent several hours grinning at people in the bus station. Missed the last bus (too wasted) and ended up having to get a cab. Cab driver was also wasted and we spent an hour driving around for him trying to score :D. Came out of a rave early one night and came around in the middle of a field - didn't know where I was, called a cab and when they asked where I wanted to be picked up from I replied here?

Spent ages on the phone to my mate when I was clubbing - was about half an hour later (having a real heart to heart talk [probably about nothing]) before we realized we were actually out with each other and she was sitting in the toilet and I was standing outside waiting for her :D.

I was out clubbing one night - I can remember being on the dance floor, came around and I was sitting in my garden wearing a duvet and talking to the BBQ. Apparently I came home, stripped off, sat outside demanding a fire!
 
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Ended up going on a weekend bender doing more than should be done. Was fucked out of my tree, took an ambien my friend gave me and then drove home. There were parts of where I don't even remember driving home or getting into my truck. Was just about home, probably a couple miles away. Passed out, there was still snow out and there was big snow ridges from the snow plow's in the ditches of the roads. I drifted over onto one, basically driving on a mound of snow in the ditch. Came too as I was in the ditch/snow and was going towards some trees. Wanted to slam on the brakes but ended up doing both brake and gas pedal. Also my truck is lifted with big tires and a big bumper, diesel with chip intake and exhaust. As I hit both both brake and gas pedal I ended up hitting the tree's, not too hard, then getting stuck and couldn't get my truck out.

Locked my truck and started walking towards my house. Was seeing the craziest shit in the trees as I was walking. Shadows following me, thinking there was someone right behind me. Made it home and passed out on the couch. Parents came home next morning asking where my truck was. Told them it was a few miles back in the ditch, they weren't impressed. Called tow truck and got my truck pulled out. Then had to deal with brain zaps and some really bad depression for a few days after and contemplated ended my life with a bottle of GHB I had in front of me.

Never again will I do that much.
 
Yeah guys, lets keep it to how it actually "feels". The dosage is kind of secondary interest to me as i don't think i'm ever going to experiment with anything over 200mg, what i wanna know is, when you're rolling that hard: what was going through your head? How was your grip on reality altered? Were you still absolutely loving everything or was there a definite presence of panic or negative emotion? What was the sweating/gurning/eye rolling like? Stuff like that. Anyways i'm thankful for the replies you guys have given me and look forward to hearing more. And special K- those defqons are the shit right? I had the blue ones.
 
Bearlove said:
Lets not talk about the amounts you did, just the state you ended up in (so the thread doesn't turn into a dicksizing thread and get closed).
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who cares if theyre "dicksizing" as long as they share the story in the end
 
sheekle said:
you don't wanna know how much E someone took in order to get the aftereffects they did? why not? i sure do
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We have a sticky thread for that at the top of the forum. These kind of threads people start embellishing the truth and it starts to send out the wrong message.
 
Insane euphoria, like moving your hands slightly because the air brushing up to them feels like an orgasm. Depth perception is gone. New objects appear out of nowhere, real lifelike hallucinations, and your vision freezes like looking at a photograph. paranoia and panic are things that happened to me when I pushed it too far. The fact that everyonee is laughing at you or is worried about you makes you feel like someone in the freakshow at a carnaval even though theres nothing you can do about it, it's an insane experience and wouldn't do it again
 
to MollyFein, I have an idea how you were feeling, I did that to myself over a period of 3 days. Only with beans. I dont trust molly
 
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