I think a lot of people in the US don't realize that a fentanyl analogue was on the streets in 1982 (at the latest). George Marquardt had been producing aMF as an active cut for heroin. The key thins being that at the time aMF was legal and aMF has a duration of action similar to heroin.
Fentanyl is just one scaffold - their are DOZENS of scaffolds for high-potency opioids. If I know of them, I'm 100% sure that people who are quite prepared to actually make them also know.
this is one thing that has always kinda confused me. Why is there not more clandestine Opioid labs? Why DON'T people make MORE clandestine opioid labs? maybe a fear of creating the 'next fentanyl-like killer' and it getting out there? Maybe it's because some processes/synths for them require certain conditions, equipment, weird precursors etc that stops it being as easy?
or could just be a kind've 'not enough interest for this rare opioid, ill only do this for personal then and not the masses' kinda ordeal, like the psychedelic wizard or ol' Alexander 'Sasha' Shulgin - make a compound, do some tests, then if its bad/meh, it just stays in the amber jar (also helping stop spread of shite RC's) if its good....the jar will disappear in no time and needs refilled asap, get on it, your now the only one who knows how to lol
I would understand that one is more likely, plus sending an opioid into the public could be scary, esp if it became JUST like fentanyl shizz atm in the US with idiotic people finding 'cut-corner'/easier synths with less clean product or need for watched precursors, glassware etc
Especially after ya realize the US price of just genuine Oxy's but the amount/MG ratio too. Was getting $160 worth of oxy JUST AS BASE DOSE EVERY MORNING for exchange of 7+ joints of hash/as many as she wanted a week + other 'unregulated painkillers' lol
(Oxycodone: NAPP IR and ER 80's, 40's, 20's,10's and also Oxynorm IR caps 10mg's for sum reason) n H as well as fentanyl (mate's mum got Actiq Lollypops we always had in our gobs and she got the matrix gel patches a few times n would smoke em off foil, we tried it but weren't amazing), lottsa lyrica, zopiclone or zolpidem (rarely any benzos at all, not even cancer can you get rid of anxiety without fucking ur brain up with a bunch of un-needed antidepressants before you get a benzo to treat their side effects which you now have as brains fucked (DR: "perfectly cooked, medium-rare, the human still thinks we know what we are doing here, here, gimme a new antidepressant....anti-psychotic? meh whats the difference for me anyway") which is exactly all you needed but are now on 22 different antidepressants but at least you got some 10mg temazepam (28...monthly?! no we meant only yearly lol) tapentadol (only really came around the past few years massively, got gave a strip, most i didn't want... but will always keep 2 of them incase of emergency/dr fuck up.)but a world of other opi's i wish i culd try: like real dilaudid/hydromorphone (never got to try it, was never here),
I had a friend who wanted to try synth desomorphine (this was waaay before the VICE video on 'krokadile' even brought attention to it) He worked out that it was gonna cost him a loads, for materials and utensils alone, just for a few doses, so he cba and just sacked it and did something else, but first he went and bought some gear instead. Then few years go by, he sees the VICE video (he was gonna do 'a similar synth' to the one described in the video, but with everything of the highest grade possible.) I asked him if he wanted to still make try it and shoot it, he said he'd still do it as it'd be purer and safer than a bunch of russian addicts bathtub chemistry and would stick with smack for now fs hahaha
Both 7-9ish years clean of the brown stuff now, but we still got a rock in our shoe (both on either methadone or subutex likely for a long time, for him, it helps with pain, for me, it stops me going back into a life of pain again. Think once i was able to be around users but not use, i was golden. I'd still offer to cook up someone's tray if they asked me to no problem, but i'd never want to use it (unless...no subutex stopping me)
Back in those oxy and opi days, we had some amazing friends. Unfortunately, lost both my best mates (one passed away, the other in a k-hole probably) But in reality, fuck her lying, scumbag, woman beating, 'gay-wannabe-ing'/'LGBT 'ally' who's gonna try fuck anything that moves next', multiple-date-rapey-incident-with-every-girl-you'd-give-WAY-too-much-GBL-to failure (thanks to us, yea ya cunt, it was us that got her safe away from you, in a taxi and D kept you distracted upstairs) absolute should've-been-aborted-mess, domestic abuser of a son. (me n my fella told them we were going out, basically people found out i was Bi..... next week son had a dildo, never once said he was gay, my fella never did, ii didn't and suddenly, he started saying he was, poked us with it, my fella 'walked in' one time and was always trying to get weirdly grabby with us, just us 2, nobody else, even on MDMA)
Then gradually, H came into the scene after oxy started getting less (but still didn't take off yet in my friend group), then it was 'switch or suffer'.
Before, oxy quickly went up to, in the US, near $1/1mg an 80mg.
Was getting 2 x 80mg's a day MINIMUM and other unique pain, sleeping or muscle relaxation meds for free by the box load (mates mum refused to take them a load as she had a big tolerance but she was sum fighter, didn't trust pills apparently after a bad speed E one time, she had her bowels basically removed, this resulted in lots of pills being used by us and lots of drugs not in pill form = she'd take them.
The cancer was always between 'in remission' until it, somehow, wasn't anymore. They kept saying 'all good!!!!' then 'WE NEED TO TALK URGENTLY'.
i seen 'the care' they give to her one day and after hearing some weird complaints from my mate who lived there, her son, and her, i wasn't probably the best person to be there. I DGAF generally but i did give a fuck due to the situation and variables and stuff they were doing that was just wrong (so much stolen property from her n her son). So i DGAF if theres a 'zero tolerance' policy, i'd have been in the cells that night yea, but they never fucked her about again. Was appalled at how they left her and the place even after that complaint/argument with them (ALWAYS left bits of rubbish and 'dirt' or 'stuff' still from my mates mum's diapers and catheters everywhere, there was one room that stank of shit until she passed where they failed, as much as we did, to get rid of it.
They would always leave packaging, (would always need more stuff from 'the van', queue a 10 min break as the other joins them) boot marks, old 'excrement bags' that NEEDED IMMEDIATE DISPOSAL > on sofa's, desks, anywhere they could set em, there was her soiled stuff sitting right next to it. One of them left one by the pot on the cooker full of stew. We were worried to eat it so we got takeaway but THAT day i felt i needed to take pics n send them in with a report, nothing happened really, surprise surprise. (then 2ish years pass and finally, new nurses come along that are very nice and understanding they helped kick-start the seed in my head to do some kind of social care or job as a living to help people so: counselor - aiming for addiction substitution services, they can't stop what has already been through their doors multiple times lmao)
The old nurses would always bring her to a spot 'we couldn't hear' but the walls were mega thin, i heard them complain that us being there was holding them up (us, sitting on the sofa we hadn't moved from, nvr mind that this guy says that every time). I'd just had enough of his whining.
Told them to go fuck themselves basically cuz they said after their visit once "why is there a bunch of *whispers badly* drug addicts *back to normal volume* in your front room anyway" whilst still attempting 'whispering' to her? but loudly?
Lesley asks what they mean by that? i quote "it isn't a regular thing to see junkie scum in our peoples homes'
i said "WEEELLLLLLLL...Somehow, SOME way, THESE junkie scum, yanno us, junkie scum aye? as much as we are people too and need homes, we are, somehow, doing and continue to do a better job of hoovering, cooking, mopping, medical advise and cleaning up after the mess you's always make all over the house instead of just in her room, much much better than yourselves, think about that, you called US the 'junkie scum'. (at this point, i just was angry about all i seen, heard and now experienced about them) "Ya absolute robbing bastards, we know exactly when you've been in a room you have no right or need to enter, and you've been in his (pointed at her son) room loads, you think there's sewing string right to the spool on the floor, every time YOU enter, it falls there, for no reason? it's attached to his door any time you've come here unwarranted and every time, it ends up on the ground miles away...Now why were we doing this? oh aye, many games you missing now M***? bet ya wanna go for the console itself if she passes, then the TV after everyones out the house, that or soon, CARE HOME! where you's can continuing to just rape the money outta her that way in her last living years much easier eh??' and one them was so nearly going for me across his mates shoulder but he stopped himself. Turns out most the street of this 'council estate' was now watching or listening. Weird thing was, we asked n asked over n over to the right people for this, but then shortly after, there were new nurses, that were fantastic and friendly.
Really, all my mates mum enjoyed, was a cuppa tea, me rolling her a big 'carrot shaped' hash spliff (not weed, made her freak out once = "never again") whilst infront of her TV watching hollyoaks re-runs or quiz shows whilst she got on with the cards she'd been dealt. That was it but life wouldn't fucking let her have JUST THAT. Suddenly reduction in oxy's and fent then went soon after, Dr cut her gradually down as her pain went up n up. This was when i did what any person would when they see someone in pain = help if i 100% could.
She later on said, the best things ever for pain relief she ever had was dissociatives, said fent had nothing on Ketamine, but she didn't really get that it was an anesthetic fully.... until it kicked in and she stood up with no bother or pain but started slurring and then burst into fits of giggles.
Then MXE came along and did the same but 1: No pain - ALL that day, 2 x 15-30mg bomb every 2 days, same results > why is this not being researched. 2: Antidepressant effects (why isn't this being used as a replacement for SSRI's instead of 'esketamine'?) just literally all day and was in a great mood each time. One time i took WAY too much, she was downstairs and she wanted a 'bump-bomb' of 'sexxy mexxy' as we called it. This happened in an amount of time i don't know, i took out the baggie, did a bump, got the paper, made a bomb, put a 'bigger than usual' bump in, gave her it and lay down on the other sofa as it all hit me, she was trying to talk with me..... whilst i was on the other sofa - fuckin ego-deathing for the first time ever on MXE (thought i'd died and this was it, whatever comes next. it helped me stop worrying so much about things like death, reproduction, cycles, i dunno why.
i come around n her son had taken a lot of my eighth i found out when i walked upstairs to him, white nosed, split baggie and powder all over him, gripping my baggie for dear life (the cunt) to going downstairs to her then, with a packet of tissues, asking was i okay as i was sleeping then started crying. (RIP Lesley, YOU were an angel living with some kind've demon child/narcissistic liar and were treated terribly by 'cancer care staff' until we snapped at them, ill never forget ur hand on my back not letting me leave the hallway as i yelled my heart out at those 2 wankers on your behalf cuz you were scared to raise your voice or be aggressive/confrontational to anyone, or as u said, "tweedletwat and tweedlecock, perfect match for each other" when they left hahaha loved your humor and free spirit)
But gangs n chinese labs esp - trying all this 'mimicking' other chemicals slightly BS and releasing shite ones, is gonna really fuck us all up.
Like for example, how bromazolam and
Metonitazene is in basically most 'loose' blues and even some strips SOLD AS diaz when they are anything BUT.
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ACTIVAS/ACCORD, MSJ, GALENIKA, 'LOOSE -
roche 10 (stamp says roche),
NTZ, MSJ, C(underscore)
/DC = accord stamp
and 99.9% most loose lab tested- ALL setting off RED FLAGS on WEDINOS now with THAT combo exactly AND at the same time, trying to 'do in' their customers, it seems, with so many 'diaz strips' filled now with strong opioids and a strong benzo to boot here ATM.
I mean, It's only been 13 DEATHS from 'blue tablets' which obv have a stamp, over here. And maybe, just maybe, one day we might find out what ones they were *so we know to AVOID them* (unless your a 'Lets neck 25 jellies n fokin down a bottle'a bucky here and we'll be sweet.' type. Those blue-heads you should avoid at all costs, just bring ya trouble or grief and are always being all 'yanno that time ya shoved 7 yella's up ur haul at oxegen and downed a load of white lightning before needing the ambulance and you then couldn't drive us back so wee micky had to break ur windy n drive ur car back with no license hauhauhau!!! Hilarious. imagine gettin like 'at before the festival started, be scundered (english: embarrassed/embarrassment) if that were 'ta happen 'til me, be like sum wee fruit" (yep, they knew i was bi, they mostly called me a poof tho hahaha id always say 'a poof like a magician was about to come out or a poof like smoke from a bomb' and atleast 2 the lads i asked this to said same answer and turned out to be VERY gay but 'too scared they couldn't say' when i fuckin did and near got a kickin for it FROM ONE THAT WAS COMING OUT TO ME. Something i reminded him of and got an apology. oh irony, fuckin funny at times, evil at others.
Stopped being mates as he'd get super creepy in text and then freaked out i'd say something about him being gay to 'our' friend group (but more likely, it was the crack he'd been smoking, fuckin with his head, thinking i would. but people now know me better, as does he now.)
I'd heard conversations exactly like this on the daily back in the smack days, as homophobic as they would be towards me, i do miss the utter bollox u'd hear, like my faves: 'mate i'd well take em on, i mean look at me *OOF OOF OOF 'boxing'* mmmmaaaaaaate, like look at at 'der. im parful! i, like, shadow-box, like, 5-6 hours a day, ill bate (english: beat) em inta tha fokin ground for yee if 'e doesn't gis that 5er come Sunday' to some crazy convos like 'i don't believe you, that you did all tha- wait, is that a picture of it?!? ITS A VIDEO?!?).
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