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Bluelighter
2C-x - 1st time with psychedelics - stay away from the bermuda triangle!
Substance : 2C-x (Orange Triangle aka Bermuda Triangle)
Dose: Unknown amount - 3/4 pill eaten
Date: 11th July 2004, just after midnight
This is my first trip report and I tried my best to remember everything that happened. I'm also typing to while the memories are still fresh, so excuse me if I left any scat mistakes.
I had just played a gig and was on my way to a rave. I had been to another rave a week before and bought the triangle there, believing it was MDMA. It was my eighth rave total but only the fourth one on drugs. I had also been fined for smoking at a train station just before so I decided to pop it for sure. Just wanted a bit of fun to forget about owing the government $400 but got a lot more than I bargained for.
12AM: Arrived at the venue in a taxi because the trains had stopped running. A bummer but nothing compared to the fine. I arrived alone but was planning to meet friends there. Ate the pill just before I got in.
12:30AM: Still alone, getting very restless trying to find the friends I planned on meeting. Went outside for a smoke and it felt cold. I bumped into some old school friends around here. They told me they too were on research chemicals (Pink Diamonds). Also bumped into an Taekwondo sparring partner and freaked out one of his friends, who was a first time raver. Getting a lot of jaw chattering and muscle spasms now.
1AM: Still alone but got settled in at the main arena. Pill was taking effect at around this point, so I was asking around if anyone had eaten the triangles before. Found one who said it would take an hour or so to come on but other than that, no help. Sense of touch was becoming enhanced - feel that bass! Went to the toilets and did a very yellow pee. Felt like I was still going after I finished. It became apparent that the them for this trip would be 'liquid' at this point. Bumped into some guys I had met a week before and wandered around.
1:30AM: Found out that one of those guys was on the Pink Diamonds and was smacked out and having an unpleasant trip so far. I was seeing vivid fractals, smoke coming out of people's mouth and nose and getting eye wobbles, and trails at this point. Tried a trick I discovered a week before but it didn't work on 2C-x. I was feeling a tad uncomfortable at this point so I asked one of them to guide me through the trip for a while because she was sober. I think I freaked her out too. She was leaving already for some reason, or perhaps she was just ditching me. Either way, no help there. Wrote on my arm "2C-I" in case I fucked up and required medical attention. Tried calling the guys I originally planned to meet there but no answer. Wandered around for a bit floating like a cloud and starting to feel lost.
2AM: Went back outside for a smoke and found my old schoolmates. Barely felt the cold. At this stage we were all getting seriously tripped out. I felt like every orifice in my body was oozing fluid at this point - sweat, blood, saliva, tears, urine, almost vomit even. Everyone else felt the same way too. Went back inside and sat in the corridor with all the smacked out ravers. I wonder how many were doing what we were doing...? I'd say a fair few knew because I had been warning people that I heard the triangles were trips.
2:30AM: Tripping very hard in the corridor - we were stuck in our own little world and we couldn't get anyone else in if we tried. Freaked out the ones we did try sharing it with. For instance, I chatted to this guy who said he was on guarana tablets only. I believed at this point the people on MDMA were the normal ones and we were too stupid to avoid research chems. So naturally I didn't believe he was sober because he looked smacked out. He tricked me out by saying I had gotten something on my face when I hadn't.
This reminded me just how out of it we were, so I started getting a little paranoid. Kept checking my camera and phone were still on me every ten minutes to so and held onto my backpack and water for dear life. I also sat in a number of puddles, partly because I was high, partly because it was dark in our corner.
One of the girls went to get water. I thought she had returned so I called her over, but I had mistaken another similar sized raver for her. Thought she had taken on another personality or something, so I freaked out this other girl. Didn't even realise their tops were different colours.
Got all philosophical at this point, saying just how fragile human consciousness is and how everything we had lived and experienced could have been a dream. Sorta like the Matrix but with no outside world, just oblivion. Got out the notepad-come-scat book to write it all down. I wrote myself warnings never to do 2C-I again but everyone else just wrote random crap.
This section is the longest because it was the longest hour or so I had ever lived. The trip didn't seem like it would end any time soon!
3AM: Went back into the main arena to dance a bit. The thing about my dancing is that I find it easiest to bounce around when sober, and just wobble about when high. Did the wobbling thing, only about five times faster, feeling very fluid. Wandered around the main arena for a while, tripping over water bottles but thankfully no people. I insisted that everyone hold hands because I didn't want to lose anyone on this trip. I was determined not to finish it alone.
Finally found one of the guys I meant to meet up with. He had taken 2C-I before so I decided earlier on that he could guide me through the trip. That's why I was looking everywhere for him. He asked me how it felt ad all I could tell him was 'weird'.
3:30AM: Went to the toilet and filled up my water bottle. Went to our spot in the corridor to check on the girls who were still there. Still having an unpleasant experience they were. Felt completely lost and oblivious so I just sat there tripping out. Tried to talk about the 'real world' to the others but to no avail. concentration couldn't last more than 30 seconds. We're all gone. Kept checking the time too, trying to calculated how long was left in the trip.
4AM: Went outside for a smoke. Bloody hell it was cold, raining too. Felt odd having it actually rain on me while tripping and having the fluid body feeling happening. Got the crazy idea to kiss one of the girls I was tripping with, so I told her about it and did it quickly in front of her boyfriend. Got told off very briefly but we were all too high to make a big deal. He then offered me $10 to kiss a random guy but I declined. It reinforced the previous lesson that we could easily be taken advantage of in our state of minds. I didn't mention it again but I wonder if they had that lesson reinforced.
4:30AM: Wrote briefly in my scatbook describing my current state. I noticed visuals were greatly diminished around this point, but still felt lost. Wrote another reminder not to take the research chemicals again. Went back inside to check on everyone else inside and went back into main arena for a dance/wander.
5AM: Went back to the corridor for a check-up and chat. I was definately coming off the pill now. I went to the toilets for a piss and to refill my water bottle. Found the other guy I meant to meet up with - finally! Caught up with him and his mates, told them briefly about my trip but I was still a little lost, so I couldn't form completely coherent sentences. The entire night I had the songs I played at the gig going on in my head, only now some of them had turned into happy hardcore remixes. Saw the other stupid people (takes one to know one, right?) off, grabbed by gear and went outside for a smoke with my dealer for a previous rave. Told her about the triangles and asked around if anyone else had them or the diamonds. No help but I was fine from there.
5:30AM: Just about seeing the end of the trip as we went back inside. I tried rolling cigarettes as I like to on MDMA come ups and come downs. Didn't work as I was still uncoordinated.
6AM: Went back into main arena and found one of the girls I was tripping with. Still going. She kept giving everyone hugs and saying 'I wonder what it's like to...' over and over. I tried talking her out of it but only managed to progress the conversation by giving and receiving massages from her. I asked her how many she had taken and she said four, maybe five. I had reminded her about not taking too many but I didn't want to make her trip turn bad so she didn't get the message. Got her to write in my scatbook but only drew circles on the page. I showed it to her and told her that's what her brain was like then.
6:30AM: Definately off the chems now. That girl was still going and she was doing my head thoroughly in. I tried taping her mouth shut, talking about other things, introducing her to other people but nothing was working. Even though I was seriously worried at this point, I tried to ignore it and let her come off it herself.
7AM: Encore set. I was up for a dance while she was up still talking in a loop. Tried getting her to dance but then she added 'I wonder what it's like to dance' into the loop, so that didn't help.
7:15AM: Lights on, back to the real world. I found my friend who had taken 2C-I previously and introduced him to her, hoping he could help talk her out of it. He couldn't do it either. Found the other schoolmates, told them about her condition and told them to take care of her. Went to the toilet and then left the building.
7:30AM: Catching up with people I had met from other raves, telling them about my trip as best I could. I found out 'MDMA babysitter' had K-holed for the first time. Spun me out it did. Spent quite a while out the front chatting till we finally started moving. Found my schoolmates and checked on them. That girl was still going so I told her boyfriend to take care of her. Bid them farewell and walked to the train station.
8AM: Got to the train station, took one look at the queue, looked for people I knew, gave up and chatted to some strangers. They were from up the coast and there was at least one freshly deflowered raver there. It was freezing cold and raining so we went under cover - the feeling had come back. Told them all about my trip and big and little raves. Decided to get a drink.
8:30AM: Went to McDonalds and ordered a large coke. Tasted really good - I burnt my tongue on some coffee before I got in so it felt very soothing. Chilled for a bit. Went back to the station and caught a train home.
10AM: Called up my old schoolmates to check on them. That girl was still going but not as strong as before. I was relieved.
11AM: Got home, showered, ate, checked a few things on the net, started writing this trip report. Still got mild visuals and I'm catching myself doze off right now. Told a few more friends about the trip and what to avoid.
Conclusion: This entire experience has given me a new found respect for drugs. As I mentioned before, I have a friend who has done 2C-I several times. The first time he thought it was MDMA so he and his girlfriend took their regular dose. He was dry heaving that night while she was paralysed for a month.
I remembered why I had only been to raves sober until May - drugs can do a lot of damage. Needless to say I'll be off the research chemicals for good. I'm paying the fine and giving up smoking, I'm taking a break from MDMA, I'll even buy a pill tester in time for my next roll. And I'm having second thoughts of giving friends their first roll for their birthdays.
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GC/MS testing showed these pills contained LSD as the main active ingredient
Substance : 2C-x (Orange Triangle aka Bermuda Triangle)
Dose: Unknown amount - 3/4 pill eaten
Date: 11th July 2004, just after midnight
This is my first trip report and I tried my best to remember everything that happened. I'm also typing to while the memories are still fresh, so excuse me if I left any scat mistakes.
I had just played a gig and was on my way to a rave. I had been to another rave a week before and bought the triangle there, believing it was MDMA. It was my eighth rave total but only the fourth one on drugs. I had also been fined for smoking at a train station just before so I decided to pop it for sure. Just wanted a bit of fun to forget about owing the government $400 but got a lot more than I bargained for.
12AM: Arrived at the venue in a taxi because the trains had stopped running. A bummer but nothing compared to the fine. I arrived alone but was planning to meet friends there. Ate the pill just before I got in.
12:30AM: Still alone, getting very restless trying to find the friends I planned on meeting. Went outside for a smoke and it felt cold. I bumped into some old school friends around here. They told me they too were on research chemicals (Pink Diamonds). Also bumped into an Taekwondo sparring partner and freaked out one of his friends, who was a first time raver. Getting a lot of jaw chattering and muscle spasms now.
1AM: Still alone but got settled in at the main arena. Pill was taking effect at around this point, so I was asking around if anyone had eaten the triangles before. Found one who said it would take an hour or so to come on but other than that, no help. Sense of touch was becoming enhanced - feel that bass! Went to the toilets and did a very yellow pee. Felt like I was still going after I finished. It became apparent that the them for this trip would be 'liquid' at this point. Bumped into some guys I had met a week before and wandered around.
1:30AM: Found out that one of those guys was on the Pink Diamonds and was smacked out and having an unpleasant trip so far. I was seeing vivid fractals, smoke coming out of people's mouth and nose and getting eye wobbles, and trails at this point. Tried a trick I discovered a week before but it didn't work on 2C-x. I was feeling a tad uncomfortable at this point so I asked one of them to guide me through the trip for a while because she was sober. I think I freaked her out too. She was leaving already for some reason, or perhaps she was just ditching me. Either way, no help there. Wrote on my arm "2C-I" in case I fucked up and required medical attention. Tried calling the guys I originally planned to meet there but no answer. Wandered around for a bit floating like a cloud and starting to feel lost.
2AM: Went back outside for a smoke and found my old schoolmates. Barely felt the cold. At this stage we were all getting seriously tripped out. I felt like every orifice in my body was oozing fluid at this point - sweat, blood, saliva, tears, urine, almost vomit even. Everyone else felt the same way too. Went back inside and sat in the corridor with all the smacked out ravers. I wonder how many were doing what we were doing...? I'd say a fair few knew because I had been warning people that I heard the triangles were trips.
2:30AM: Tripping very hard in the corridor - we were stuck in our own little world and we couldn't get anyone else in if we tried. Freaked out the ones we did try sharing it with. For instance, I chatted to this guy who said he was on guarana tablets only. I believed at this point the people on MDMA were the normal ones and we were too stupid to avoid research chems. So naturally I didn't believe he was sober because he looked smacked out. He tricked me out by saying I had gotten something on my face when I hadn't.
This reminded me just how out of it we were, so I started getting a little paranoid. Kept checking my camera and phone were still on me every ten minutes to so and held onto my backpack and water for dear life. I also sat in a number of puddles, partly because I was high, partly because it was dark in our corner.
One of the girls went to get water. I thought she had returned so I called her over, but I had mistaken another similar sized raver for her. Thought she had taken on another personality or something, so I freaked out this other girl. Didn't even realise their tops were different colours.
Got all philosophical at this point, saying just how fragile human consciousness is and how everything we had lived and experienced could have been a dream. Sorta like the Matrix but with no outside world, just oblivion. Got out the notepad-come-scat book to write it all down. I wrote myself warnings never to do 2C-I again but everyone else just wrote random crap.
This section is the longest because it was the longest hour or so I had ever lived. The trip didn't seem like it would end any time soon!
3AM: Went back into the main arena to dance a bit. The thing about my dancing is that I find it easiest to bounce around when sober, and just wobble about when high. Did the wobbling thing, only about five times faster, feeling very fluid. Wandered around the main arena for a while, tripping over water bottles but thankfully no people. I insisted that everyone hold hands because I didn't want to lose anyone on this trip. I was determined not to finish it alone.
Finally found one of the guys I meant to meet up with. He had taken 2C-I before so I decided earlier on that he could guide me through the trip. That's why I was looking everywhere for him. He asked me how it felt ad all I could tell him was 'weird'.
3:30AM: Went to the toilet and filled up my water bottle. Went to our spot in the corridor to check on the girls who were still there. Still having an unpleasant experience they were. Felt completely lost and oblivious so I just sat there tripping out. Tried to talk about the 'real world' to the others but to no avail. concentration couldn't last more than 30 seconds. We're all gone. Kept checking the time too, trying to calculated how long was left in the trip.
4AM: Went outside for a smoke. Bloody hell it was cold, raining too. Felt odd having it actually rain on me while tripping and having the fluid body feeling happening. Got the crazy idea to kiss one of the girls I was tripping with, so I told her about it and did it quickly in front of her boyfriend. Got told off very briefly but we were all too high to make a big deal. He then offered me $10 to kiss a random guy but I declined. It reinforced the previous lesson that we could easily be taken advantage of in our state of minds. I didn't mention it again but I wonder if they had that lesson reinforced.
4:30AM: Wrote briefly in my scatbook describing my current state. I noticed visuals were greatly diminished around this point, but still felt lost. Wrote another reminder not to take the research chemicals again. Went back inside to check on everyone else inside and went back into main arena for a dance/wander.
5AM: Went back to the corridor for a check-up and chat. I was definately coming off the pill now. I went to the toilets for a piss and to refill my water bottle. Found the other guy I meant to meet up with - finally! Caught up with him and his mates, told them briefly about my trip but I was still a little lost, so I couldn't form completely coherent sentences. The entire night I had the songs I played at the gig going on in my head, only now some of them had turned into happy hardcore remixes. Saw the other stupid people (takes one to know one, right?) off, grabbed by gear and went outside for a smoke with my dealer for a previous rave. Told her about the triangles and asked around if anyone else had them or the diamonds. No help but I was fine from there.
5:30AM: Just about seeing the end of the trip as we went back inside. I tried rolling cigarettes as I like to on MDMA come ups and come downs. Didn't work as I was still uncoordinated.
6AM: Went back into main arena and found one of the girls I was tripping with. Still going. She kept giving everyone hugs and saying 'I wonder what it's like to...' over and over. I tried talking her out of it but only managed to progress the conversation by giving and receiving massages from her. I asked her how many she had taken and she said four, maybe five. I had reminded her about not taking too many but I didn't want to make her trip turn bad so she didn't get the message. Got her to write in my scatbook but only drew circles on the page. I showed it to her and told her that's what her brain was like then.
6:30AM: Definately off the chems now. That girl was still going and she was doing my head thoroughly in. I tried taping her mouth shut, talking about other things, introducing her to other people but nothing was working. Even though I was seriously worried at this point, I tried to ignore it and let her come off it herself.
7AM: Encore set. I was up for a dance while she was up still talking in a loop. Tried getting her to dance but then she added 'I wonder what it's like to dance' into the loop, so that didn't help.
7:15AM: Lights on, back to the real world. I found my friend who had taken 2C-I previously and introduced him to her, hoping he could help talk her out of it. He couldn't do it either. Found the other schoolmates, told them about her condition and told them to take care of her. Went to the toilet and then left the building.
7:30AM: Catching up with people I had met from other raves, telling them about my trip as best I could. I found out 'MDMA babysitter' had K-holed for the first time. Spun me out it did. Spent quite a while out the front chatting till we finally started moving. Found my schoolmates and checked on them. That girl was still going so I told her boyfriend to take care of her. Bid them farewell and walked to the train station.
8AM: Got to the train station, took one look at the queue, looked for people I knew, gave up and chatted to some strangers. They were from up the coast and there was at least one freshly deflowered raver there. It was freezing cold and raining so we went under cover - the feeling had come back. Told them all about my trip and big and little raves. Decided to get a drink.
8:30AM: Went to McDonalds and ordered a large coke. Tasted really good - I burnt my tongue on some coffee before I got in so it felt very soothing. Chilled for a bit. Went back to the station and caught a train home.
10AM: Called up my old schoolmates to check on them. That girl was still going but not as strong as before. I was relieved.
11AM: Got home, showered, ate, checked a few things on the net, started writing this trip report. Still got mild visuals and I'm catching myself doze off right now. Told a few more friends about the trip and what to avoid.
Conclusion: This entire experience has given me a new found respect for drugs. As I mentioned before, I have a friend who has done 2C-I several times. The first time he thought it was MDMA so he and his girlfriend took their regular dose. He was dry heaving that night while she was paralysed for a month.
I remembered why I had only been to raves sober until May - drugs can do a lot of damage. Needless to say I'll be off the research chemicals for good. I'm paying the fine and giving up smoking, I'm taking a break from MDMA, I'll even buy a pill tester in time for my next roll. And I'm having second thoughts of giving friends their first roll for their birthdays.
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GC/MS testing showed these pills contained LSD as the main active ingredient
Lick them.
He suddenly went quiet when we said that hahah. Rocked up at mate's and they were stoned as playing PS2, I found watching them sitting there really stoned playing some World War 2 flying game the funniest thing ever, I think I started crying I was laughing so hard.
