but the relationship between them and their corresponding 2c-x relative is something I've always been curious about as well.
Technically a single methyl group, a single carbon at this corner of the molecule referred to as the alpha position is the physical difference between 2C-D and DOM. DOM could be called alpha-methyl-2C-D if you wanted to be extra verbose with it, but Shulgin was big on abbreviations.
It's interesting that 25C-NBOMe ends up being an exception in the way you lumped those compounds @Esperighanto
Yeah it had the same velvet-y charm of mescaline, allylescaline, DOC, and MDA, but 25C-NBOMe is uniquely a favorite of mine. I often refer to it as "acid meth" because it feels very similar to taking a large dose of methamphetamine and a light-to-moderate dose of LSD, but all condensed into like 6-8 hours total (assuming you're not redosing). If I were to pick a top 5 psychedelics I've ever used, it'd very likely be 25C-NBOMe, LSD, DOC, Allylescaline and Miprocin. Notice that both of the 4-chlorinated phenethylamines are on the list? They're absolutely
stunning compounds, I wish they were more available.
Yeah, DOM is a weird one. I get the impression that user experiences vary widely, and not just due to the wide individual variance in its dosage-response curve.
I've not used Diprocin nor 2C-D to measure up to your comparison, but the first time I took DOM I thought I got a bunk batch, so I ended up taking 18mg of crystal orally. I was watching a series of documentaries about the evolution of hip-hop and certain musicians, and I noticed ~2-3 hours after dosing that I was sweating and shivering, pacing around in my apartment like I'd just dropped a few tenstrips of really good acid, but the visuals reminded me more of mescaline, a slithering drift of the textures around me settling in slowly. Once it calmed down, I returned to watching the documentary and realized that the conglomeration of glowing crystal-like shapes on the wall were not in fact some sort of "fae" entity (which for some reason, in that moment I blew off as just being normal?) but it was instead a complex shape and pattern that represented a variety of human emotions and actions, as well as the butterfly effect echoes of their impacts. I've since pushed DOM up to 45mg, and one of my most significant trips ever was on 25mg of DOM, 25mg of 2C-B, 40mg of Miprocin, and a couple hundred milligrams of 3-MeO-PCP that I chain smoked later that night once the shorter-lasting psychs wore off, hoping it would help me get to sleep.
It did not. My vision was overcome by dark tentacle/vine-like structures and I passed out into a DMT-like breakthrough experience, where I was shown every demon my brain damage has ever caused me to hallucinate being reconstructed out of these roots, growing out of the ground as if they were structures of nature itself. These then turned into a "Santa Muerta" type of deity/entity/spirit figure, whatever you'd want to call it. This entity told me that it was death, and it was also me. Since then, even when I stop using anything antipsychotic (for me cannabis makes me functional and normal, whereas 3-4 days without cannabinoid exposure I'm inseparable from a schizophrenic) I no longer see those demons or anything, just weird shadow people darting around and shit. It's a lot better than watching my mother walk into the room, shoot herself in the head, sobbing over her corpse for hours just for it to disappear without me even blinking, because it was a hallucination
the entire fucking time.
My medical team's best guess right now is that I likely have a demyelination disorder, simply put it's like my brain just endogenously performs the equivalent of eating a fistful of benadryl or datura seeds if I don't adequately supply it with neuroprotectives (like cannabis) or neuroregeneratives (like psychedelics). It's a big part of why I trip so often, and in such high doses. It's made me as stable and functional as I've ever been. It also likely reflects part of why I can take somewhat monstrous doses of psychedelics though, despite DOM's somewhat "flat" or "hollow" character, 25-45mg of DOM would probably send most people into a crisis. Once when coping with the death of a friend I grew up with, I put ~25mg each of 2C-B, DOM, 3-HO-PCP and an eyeballed but massive amount (150-250mg) of ketamine onto a tray and insufflated the whole thing, dropping ~2/3 of a milligram of acid in an "acid smile" (one drop in each eye, remainder in the mouth). I proceeded to have a trip reliving his death, how it must've been to flip your car over a guardrail late on a cold, snowy Maine night and drown, alone, freezing in a marsh. For days afterwards I couldn't get the marshwater out of my mouth. In my life I've been an
alright person, I don't think I'm bad necessarily but there's some monstrous shit I could've likely deescalated instead of further escalating to the point of permanent trauma that I'd rather not get into. That friend that died was unironically a
fucking saint of a human, one of the brightest glowing souls I've ever met in my entire life. I've still got the clothes he made me, I'd literally kill somebody if they tried to take them, they're the last physical connection in this world that I've got to him. The trip brought up this weird trauma from growing up in the hospital terminally ill for a few years (just "chronically ill" now), the old "Why do all the other kids get to die but I'm stuck here suffering?" thing. When I'm dealing with difficult shit, I tend to trip as hard as possible to sift out my mind and utilize the enhanced neuroplasticity to try to cope as well as I can. Psychedelics overall are predominantly just cognitive reprogramming tools for me, my background in life is hacking/programming so I suppose it makes sense that the mindset extended.
In addition to the brain damage/likely undiagnosable demyelination disorder, I have lost all but 5-6 feet of my intestines, which is where many of the body's serotonin receptors are, so there's a chance that I just under-absorb many psychedelics. It's why I tend to insufflate every drug I can, some things just don't work when I eat them.
