Hi all! This is my first post here, I hope it's helpful. I found this forum while combing the internet for others who had tried 2C-P, because I was one of the very few in my local area. I have done 2C-P four different times. The first time was a standard 10 mg dose, the second was another 10 mg dose, the third was a 15 mg dose, and the final was a 13 mg dose, all of them done orally. Each time, I received Pandora as a crystalline substance in a bag from a very trusted source with an accurate scale, and dosed by putting a bit of water inside of the bag, and then drinking the water out of it. I then ripped the bag open to luck up any residue. I am 20 years old, have been using cannabis regularly since I was 12 (I was born with a severe spine disability, I would definitely consider myself a medicinal user), and started experimenting with psychedelics around 15 or 16. I've done LSD, mushrooms, DMT, salvia, 2C-E, I, B, P, 25-I, and goodness knows what other RCs that were sold to me on blotter paper over the years, and I would consider myself at least an amateur psychonaut by the time 2C-P came into town.
I have always been wary of RCs, and as a general rule of thumb, have avoided them altogether unless I could at least know which RC it was. Being a responsible drug user, I'd do my research and think on it for a bit before making my decision. When I was younger, I was much more reckless and didn't really care what I was eating, and had some pretty awful experiences from it. I honestly don't even really trip much anymore, not right now in my life at least.
Anyway, enough backstory. 2C-P. So yeah, a friend mentioned over the previous summer that he could get some, and I immediately told him I wasn't interested. A few weeks later, a few drinks later, and I was itchy to see some colors. Foolishly, we got in a car and drove a little while to get our hands on 2C-P, which I hadn't even bothered to research due to my initial disinterest. So its me and two other friends, B and R, and we each dosed 10 mgs of P for the first time around 12:30-1:00 am. Both of them were significantly younger (four years) than me, and both were very inexperienced and had only tripped once before. Luckily, we only had three doses on hand, because I surely would've redosed too fast because of the obnoxious come up. So, we play some video games, and I eventually put on the movie Walk Hard, which is when we really started coming up. The movie was unbelievably hilarious, and when it was over, we decided to try watching the original Hobbit animation. This wasn't scary, but I consider it a bad idea just because of how hard we were tripping. After watching the movie for what seemed like an hour (we hadn't even made it to the opening credits), I had to turn it off because it was just too weird. It was about 4 am now, and I told B we had to walk to his house, because my parents were waking up for work soon and we were being too loud. I lived in the country and he was my neighbor, so walking was no problem, and I had told them we would need to do this before we even ingested the P. Nobody was at B's house and his power had been cut off because of some family issues, so we just sat out back in the straight darkness until the sun rose. I had never been able to cut off my stimuli like that while tripping so hard, and it was AMAZING. My brain had nothing but blackness to mold into fantastical shapes and colors, it was like having CEVs while my eyes were open. At this point, we also ingested a very fair amount of cannabis, including a grandfather joint. I love smoking pot while tripping, but smoking on 2C-P is a whole new world. It makes the trip SO much more intense! As the sun rose, we were still tripping very hard and peaking, and having the time of our lives. Around 5 am, we all started laughing, and literally could not stop until later that afternoon. Never in my life have I hated laughter before then, because I can remember being incredibly spun and having severe abdominal cramps from the nonstop laughter, and I remember thinking and trying to stop laughing, and I couldn't do so until hours later. It was fun in retrospect, but not pleasant at the time. We all had a good trip, and I got much closer to both of them. R and I both decided that B was a bit too strange when spun, though, so we elected to continue our experiments without him. I had read, and now know from experience, that a tolerance is not gained to 2C-P, and I can definitely support that. Although an individual can get used to the drug and know what to expect, I believe I never truly built a tolerance to it, despite our dosings.
The second time, when it was just R and I, we wanted to try 10 mgs again because we had had such a blast the time before and now that we had actually done some research (and found out it was one of the most potent RCs, and read the whole 16 mg thing), we were much more cautious. We had a good night, although the trip was much more mellow and not even really memorable. No nonstop laughter, just fun visuals until the early morning.
The next time, we were disappointed that our second 10 mg trip had been so much more subtle, so we opted to try 12 (or even 13, we whispered) mgs. We got to the guys house, and asked how much it would cost for 12 or 13 mgs, and at his suggestion, we decided to each do 15 mgs, mainly because he offered it to us for the same price as 10
So we drove back to my house (like two hours away) and dosed at 8:30 pm. The come up was much, much faster this way, and I have NEVER had a visual trip as strong as I have off of 15 mgs, and I was the one out of my friend circle who was always being warned about drug use. I've always felt that I have a bit of a natural tolerance to psychedelics, so I've always been the one who eats a bunch. But let me tell you, I overdo it on purpose, because I
want to reach the ego death, freaky fractal state that so many others have off of doses far lower than mine, and I have never been able to get anything like that. I have also never actually
hallucinated in the true sense of the word (seeing something that isnt there), and 15 mgs of P helped me check that off of my bucket list. R and I both just laid on my bed under the covers (totally platonic, we were cold) for over 12 hours, completely floored. We only got up to go use the restroom. On P, I have to piss every hour or so, while he has severe urinary retention, its weird. My vision was basically blurry, and I would not have been able to do anything that was visually based. He and I just talked for hours and hours, and became very close. 2C-P is definitely empathogenic, and I developed a bond with him that I had never felt with anyone else. We experienced emotional telepathy for weeks afterward, in the sense that we could recognize and even elicit feelings in each other when we werent near each other. We even tested it. However, this all turned out to be moot because he stole a bunch (5 grams) of MDMA from me and abandoned me a few weeks later, but thats neither here nor there. The point is, not only was it incredibly visual, but we were at one with one another. We listened to the Beatles for a very long time, often with tears, admiring the truth of some of their most psychedelic and even basic songs. Music is very strange on Pandora, in a way that he and I both disliked. We didn't listen to music on P, and we both agreed it would not be a good concert drug. over 24 hours past dosing, at 9 pm the next day, I still had residual visuals, and would do so until I finally passed out around midnight-1 am.
The next time, we wanted to be able to function a little bit more, while still tripping balls, so we decided to even things out with 13 mg instead. Personally, I didn't have a bad trip, and from what I remember, that dosage had the potential to be the most fun trip of all, but unfortunately, R was having a very terrible time. I forgot to mention earlier, but each time we did P, he experienced a purge. While coming up, he would get very sick and have to puke a bunch, but would always feel immensely better afterwards. This particular night, he was very, very sick, and it was just he and I tripping at a friends. Our friend unfortunately wasnt feeling good that night (unrelated) so he passed out and didnt trip with us, and we were tripping into a house he had just moved in to. It was all wood paneling (a tripper's dream house) and very unfamiliar, hours away from my house (our usual location) and in the woods. Not the best setting. Anyways, R ended up getting very, very sick, and he puked all over his clothes at the beginning of the night, and had to finish the trip in his boxers, which made the setting that much more bad. He started freaking out very bad and wanted me to drive us back to my house, so I gave him 2 mg of lorazepam, which he immediately threw up (this was a couple hours after he had stopped puking), so I just tried very hard to keep him calm all night until our friend woke up and took us home. It was very hard, especially since he was so inexperienced.
Besides P, I was tripping on various other RCs, LSD, too much mushrooms, and DMT over the summer, and out of this cornucopia (not including the very short DMT trips), tripped 19 times in a 6 week span, which really caused my young brain some stress, and I decided to stay away from psychedelics for a little while. I could randomly smell DMT and had afterglow for months afterward, and the paranoia of it all wore me down the most. It could honestly be unrelated, but I also experienced serious back pains after the P trips. The thing is, my back wouldnt start hurting until 2 days after my last P dosing. It sounds coincidental, but that's how it happened each time, and it was the same kind of pain each time, in the same area. I have no evidence to blame it on the 2C-P, but that's the only link I've been able to draw.
tl;dr 2C-P is a fantastic psychedelic, but not one that should be taken lightly, or by the weak minded. It is very, very strong, and incredibly visual. I would definitely recommend taking it in a comfortable setting with people you're comfortable with (as with all psychedelics), and don't do it unless you have a lot of free time, because it will last VERY long. I can still get it, and sometimes think about whether or not I should. I'm still very nervous about psychedelics after my abuse last summer, and only like to trip during concerts or other events, like the circus. Just be warned, all of you bluelighters, that a substance this strong can crack the mind of even the most experienced psychonaut. Do not use this drug if you catch yourself second guessing. If you do decide to do it, do
not redose until at least 5 hours afterward, if at all. If anything wait until your next free day. Better safe than sorry. There is a very, very small margin of error with this drug, and it is not for the uninitiated.
As for these kids "overdosing" on P at that festival back in september, I have no comment. As I understood it, P isn't toxic, just very strong. Honestly, I believe that they were probably sold some RC that wasn't even Pandora, and the media just put a terrible "drugs are bad, mkayyy" spin on it. The fact that they all supposedly collapsed at the same exact time sends ringing bells in my head, because that definitely doesn't sound like 2C-P. However, I'm definitely no doctor or chemist, just the lab rat, so I can definitely be wrong. Just speaking from my experience. Sorry for the essay, I've been lurking here for a while and finally decided that even one extra voice about this strange chemical may be able to help someone else, since this seems much harder to get than some of the more popular RCs. Hope I didn't break any rules, it's been a while since I actually posted on a forum. I'm more than willing to answer any questions, to the best of my ability. I'm just very relieved to know that I wasn't the only one who loved this strange, nasty crystal. Take care!
