remember that MAOIs play a large role in if this drug will affect you or not.
Tried 1 and 1/2 100 mic tabs of 1p in conjunction with complexed 25i-nbome 900mgs and went to a Courtney Barnett show.
First off, if you don't know her, go find out now. She is simply incredible.
As for the experience, here we go.
So I had taken a little break as I have been tripping pretty regularly, but since the concert was coming up I wanted to really get my appreciation on...
So since I was going to be with some family members who are anti psychedelic I decided to do 25i-nbome for two reasons:
Number one, I am always in control when on the drug, my social faculties are always in place no matter how profound an experience I am having. trails and stunning visual phenomenon are the norm, but generally there is little confusion and I can speak eloquently. I also thought it would be a good way to test for cross tolerance between lysergamides and NBOME phenathylamines.
So I drop 6 drops and a tiny little dribble ,maybe 1/4 drop under my tongue. NBOME was freebase, complexed with cyclodextrin in very hot water, then evaporated down to a very very small volume and mixed with ethyl alcohol to a concentration of very very very close to .5mg/.1ml
So, I originally wanted 7 drops and a full mg, but I screwed up and did not want to fiddle anymore and called it good. As stated, 7 drops is .1ml
So, I am waiting and waiting for it to come on... and I'm waiting some more... and nothing is happening. Up to this point I had always laid blotters, but I expected this to work much faster.
So, finally I start to feel a little something, and because of the SEVERE difficulty in redosing NBOMES, I felt I had screwed myself over by under-dosing, and at this point t+ 50 minutes, a second dose would be dangerous and likely useless.
So I went into the fridge and got out the 1p, swallowed the tabs so as not to interfere with the still (hopefully) absorbing nbome under my tongue and promptly get them stuck in my throat.
Took a drink of juice, and get some under my tongue... whatever- probably not a big deal at this point anyway, right?
WRONG!
I had had a dry mouth most of the day and I believe that had something to do with my NBOME absorbing poorly. I thought it would piggy back with the ethanol, but instead it just sat in my dry sublingual area until I drank that juice.
Withing 15 more minutes the complexed NBOME was hitting me hard, just as my ride gets there.
So I ride with my family down to the arena, all the while tripping harder and harder in that NBOME eye candy way. Music sounds great, and I am feeling honestly a lot like I am on E- my serotonin receptors are lit up like christmas trees, there are colored trails a mile long behind every car, and I can actaully see the base comeing out of the speakers as we listen to music.
So far, the familiar super fun but shallow nbome experience- empathy in abundance but I am in control.
About the time we get in line, I am feeling the tabs kick in a bit.
I got stuck in a memory time loop of me giving the ticket to the guy at the counter, and him checking my bag. This played out like four times all slightly differently. It was bizarre! I felt like I was trying different realities on for size, since everything that can happen DOES happen in some universe, I felt like I was flipping through them or something.
So somehow I make it to my seat, and I tell my family I am going to go down by the stage
I find myself in the midst of a light crowd as the opening act is coming out, and he was wonderful. I was so blissed out and happy just to be near so many happy people I just could not help laughing maniacally. I saw a man take a woman into his arms and kiss her full on the mouth in a kind of WWII VJ day deal. She did not know him, or maybe not romantically. She struggled for a second in shock, then surrendered to it and seemed to have the time of her life. I felt such joy and connectedness.
It all felt like it was over in a second since I was just so lit up in the pleasure centers of my brain.
Then the second opening act came out, a chick band called Chastity Belt.
They were very loud and I had trouble adjusting to their style after the folky initial act. After finding my way in tune with the vibe, I became fixated on the bass player, who was so beautiful it hurt my eyes. I could feel and TASTE every note she played as it found it's way directly into my belly through a pulsing purple/orange bridge of lightning sound. She began to grow wings and I could see she was so happy to be doing what she loved. She had a picture of Jesus on her shirt, and maybe that's why the wings showed up. A punk rock angel with a bass guitar instead of a flaming sword... it was awesome!
Then Courtney came out with her band and every moment stretched into an eternity. I was able to get lost in every single second of the performance. the raw pleasure of the NBOME mixing with the profound spiritual connectedness of the 1p created something more powerful and beautiful than the sum of it's parts.
I honestly felt like I had a line of cocaine or something in me, I was just experiencing such raw amazing pleasure.
After living for centuries in that performance, and shedding tears on two occasion, one for a cover of the song 'heavy heart' by You Am I, I went home fulfilled and with the NBOME in decline. The 1p stuck around for another three hours or so. After getting out of a night time shower, I was back at base line.
INCREDIBLE!!!!