OniKage
Bluelighter
OH YEAH...THIS WASNT MY FIRST TIME ON HTESE DRUGS BUT IT WAS THE FIRST TIME THEY WERE ALL COMBINED.....im a proffessional drug abuser from way back.
This combination was totally unplanned, i was on a little mini-vacation in my home town, and i went out with a couple of friends. this is how it went. The Saturday was an intense combination of drugs and alcohol, it wasn't done on purpose or planned at all but it worked out real well. I started off going to the gym with MY FRIEND Doughman. Took some Xenadrine* and felt speedy.(this was around 12:00pm noon) Got to my mom’s house and started babbling like a cokehead. I went out to the bar that evening with Dough, his girlfriend and this girl I’d had previous sexual relationships with. Of course I'd like to have more, but in the car I'm looking for lesions on her legs. She had a child with someone rumored to have A.I.D.S. So I'm looking for signs of this disease. This is not a good way to start out a meaningful relationship. I offer her some ephederine to keep her awake during a night of drinking and she turns it down. Oh well more for me,(about 10:00pm) I take two.
We do a little bit of drinking and my date goes home with her ex boyfriend, what's her problem? doesn't she know that i'm only ignoring her to strengthen our bond. Make her want me more. Figure it out? any way i only had about three drinks** so this probably didn't influence my trip so much as relaxed me while slowly destroying my liver. I decide to drop off Dough and his girlfriend and go to my mom's house. I drink a protein shake(2:00am) and head out. On the way home I decide that I might as well check out Red Deers local all night dance club. So I pop into Euphoria to see what the small town scene is like. I've recently come out of drug retirement so I figure I might as well come out of Rave retirement as well. I stopped going to Raves a few years ago, when the scene had finally been overrun by candy kids and 14 year olds. It hadn't quite become mainstream. It was mostly male strippers, female strippers and fags. There were some really hot women back then.
I decide I'm going to stay awhile so I pop two more ephederines***.(2:30am) I run into someone that I used to box with at the old boxing club when I used to live here. We get to talking and, eventually he talks me into popping an Ecstasy tablet. It was a little speckled pill with no picture on it.I take it (at about 3:30am) and it takes forever to kick in, all my fault because of the protein shake. You see protein competes with MDA and MDMA.
It starts to kick in. I feel the familiar effects and can't shut up. I decide to impress the local E-tards with my useless knowledge and ripped off dialogues. I rip off Quentin Tarantinos Top Gun is about a homosexual on the fence monologue and do it quite well. I ruin the movie for a few people and my mission is complete. You too can rip off this monologue. All that you have to do is rent the movie SLEEP WITH ME starring Eric Stoltz. Quentin Tarantino has a cameo in this movie where he does this famous monologue. Pulp Fiction comes up as a topic so I decide to tell everyone what really is in the briefcase. Hey I never made any of this up. I rip it off from where I can when I can. I dont claim to have an original idea in my head. Hell If you cant stand to watch me rip off popular culture, and every movie Ive ever seen with my mismatched quotes. Stop reading right now. I am the foot massage king and plagiarism master.
In this wonderful condition I decide it is my sole duty to explain the merits of responsible drug abuse. I explain preloading with 5-HTP for serotonin, Magnesium to prevent jaw clenching. Then I explain post loading with prozac or any other SSRI anti-depressant (selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor)within 5 hours of your dosing, to block the neurological damage that may occur. They seem appreciative of my knowledge.
its taking forever for this too kick in and about 7:00 in the morning we go to a friends house to continue partying.At the party I really start to peak in my trip. A small amount of paranoia creeps in but I look at it logically. Im in my hometown surrounded by people that either I know, or they know me. Ignore the thought that someone is going to kick you in the head as you lie there looking semi conscious in front of the speaker. Your paranoia has no place here. It was great I let myself go, and really had a Euphoric experience. There I was; stretched out on the living room floor like it was my own home, and nobody was around. I was more comfortable then ive ever been in my life. this was probably (7:30am)five hours after i dropped...mdxx's a lot of times in the past have taken this long to effect me...but when they do hit...ZANG!!!!!mad fuct up The song I peaked out to was Tocas Miracle by Fragma. It was incredible and undescribable.Still when i hear it to this day...i feel good. As Im laying there oblivious to the world I hear a voice in my head Hello there frank, its me Ketamine.Hello to you too" I say back." but in my head only..not out loud "Its time to go home now, I have much to show you." Cool!!!! a drug sitting in two viles, hidden in the front of my pants, in my top secret groin drug pocket is talking to me telepathecially. So I take a cab back to Euphoria and grab my moms car to drive to her house. On the drive I have a conversation with God. It is a one way conversation, if he were to talk back to me that would make me a prophet or a complete psycho, and Im not ready for the responsibility of either.
On my cab ride back to Euphoria to pick up my moms car I come to certain conclusions.
these conclusions were very important to me as drugs had been an issue with me over the last year. everytime i got high i would get a really guilty feeling and this need to be shooken.i was a professional athlete at the time and would occasionally do drugs and feel guilty as hell about it. Why should I feel guilty? Is it bad to want to experience altered states? The answers I come up with are no. Im not hurting any body, except myself. Im not even totally sure that I am hurting myself. The trip was working out great.
Finding my moms house is a difficult task. Even when sober. its a maze of side streets. I expect to see a minotaur jump out at any minute. I get to my moms house and Im still feeling euphoric. "Hi guys, Im not going to lie to you, Im high as a muther fucker on ecstasy right now."; I say. Why lie? You know how it is when you feel that universal love...you feel weay too honest for your own good. Besides Im a grown up now, responsible for my own destruction. Just be honest. Im pretty sure my mom is thinking Im a complete dope fiend by now. Seeing as how 24 hours ago I was babbling like your average cokehead or well meaning crystal methhead, because of the Xenadrine. She probably thought I was some a drug crazed bender of some sort. She was right.
I then went into the guest room and decided I would snort half a vial of K**** I figured that would be enough to get me into the K-hole. I sat cross-legged and snorted it up.(probably 11:00am) My body began to rock back and forth like in some tribal trance, and I started to feel my self slip away. I lay down and quickly disappeared form my body. From what I can remember it was a really pleasant journey.
Deep in the K-hole all of a sudden I was in this strange place that underlies all of reality, where we were all connected. Being in Red Deer I was really close physically to a mental hospital that an ex-girlfriend of mine was at. I could "see" her mental thought patterns and realized that they were out of whack. It was her schizophrenic frequencies. So in this state of mind I "tuned" them to straighten them out a bit. I felt partly responsible for her being in this hospital in the first place. I knew her when I was 17 and she was 14.(11 years before i was 28 when i did this bender) She had a really fucked up life. And I did typical teenage things that probably made her worse. We were experimental and she was my first anal. She had a fucked childhood, your typical dysfunctional child rapist dad, mother in denial, and as she got older she had a baby with someone and her grandparents (who she lived with off and on her whole life) adopted her baby out. And of course i did mention that she had a run in with me being my girlfriend for a good six months, that in itself is enough mental anguish to drive anyone to the brink. So she was pretty fucked up and eventually developed schizophrenia. It was probably an underlying mental condition she had the whole time.Well it came out. when she was 18 she got commited and she'd been there ever since.
I realized that in my life I was on the right track and I had two choices ahead of me. Mellow out and join the real world, maybe get a nice pension able job, and buy a house with a white picket fence. Or keep chasing my illusive dream the unattainable superstardom. The choice was there before me.
So after a bit of sleep interspersed with some strange paranoia. I got up and decided I would spend the rest of the day with my good friends and tell them all about my night. It was great driving around with Dough and his girlfriend living up to my chemical freak persona. I had always been known as an acid-head from when I was a teenager. I had a role to play.
I talk to Dougs sister on the phone. she works at the mental hospital where I put the girl i was talking about. so I tell her about the Schizophrenic K-rays that I aligned and how she can tell the doctors to cut Connies medication in half. Im only joking but part of the joke is to not tell anyone Im joking. They all start to think Im unstable. Hey I know Im sane. Its there word against mine if they try to institutionalize me and I am a master fugitive. Who knows? Maybe Id get a room next to hers.
We drove around and I babbled on about all my messed up theories and movie ideas and. I would do my usual ridiculous things. Like for instance when I offered to go into the store to pay for the gas, I asked the girl for a big brown paper bag. I put a big dollar sign on the bag and filled it with paper towel. Then I ran out of the store, jumped in the car, and screamed "Drive! Just Drive!" Making Dough think I robbed the place. "Hey frank that probably still wouldnt be funny, even if I didnt have a car full of weed, you fucking idiot." He said. I knew they loved it though.
So we drive around all day and Im still feeling pretty good I have that whole afterglow thing going on and I really am feeling at one with nature and the universe. All high on drugs we go to see a friend of his this really attractive 24 year old college student girl and I ask her to come to a movie. Godzilla 2000 is playing, This is the real Godzilla from Japan not the Hollywood box office succubus starring Ferris Bueller. I decide this is the perfect show to see with this attractive young hottie. Its only playing as a matinee show so we go see the Crew instead.Finally around midnight on the sunday night...i feel tired enough to go to bed. i have this feeling of easiness that hasnt gone away to this day two summers(well it was actually septeber so just under two years) ago.
It was a beautiful experience. I think I was really close to God that night, not so much in a spiritual sense, more of a "I took way too many drugs, strained the shit out of my entire body and functioning systems and I probably almost died" sort of way. It was a great night and really found a piece of myself, plus it was an excuse to do lots of drugs.
The next year i would do a lot more.
I would not reccomend this dosage to anyone, there was probably a huge strain on my entire system, but i did a lot of thinking and i made a lot of life changes because of that trip. I can't say if i owe my current level of succes in life to that night or not but it was a very special night for me.
hope i folowed all the proper guidelines and didn't bore the fuck out of anyone that read this.
Doses
*Xenadrine is a fat burning supplement that has amphetamine like properties...feels like dexadrine
so thats two pills of that i took
** about three or four beers
***this brings up the total amount of effederine two four capsules - effederine(for those that dont know)are a little like speed or caffeine pills
****did about a half vile of Ketamine
allover a 24 hour period
[ 30 June 2002: Message edited by: OniKage ]
[Changed title from "XENADRINE, EFFEDERINE, ALCOHOL, MDA, KETAMINE AND LOTS OF LOVE" to comply with forum guidelines -Splatt]
[ 30 June 2002: Message edited by: Splatt ]
This combination was totally unplanned, i was on a little mini-vacation in my home town, and i went out with a couple of friends. this is how it went. The Saturday was an intense combination of drugs and alcohol, it wasn't done on purpose or planned at all but it worked out real well. I started off going to the gym with MY FRIEND Doughman. Took some Xenadrine* and felt speedy.(this was around 12:00pm noon) Got to my mom’s house and started babbling like a cokehead. I went out to the bar that evening with Dough, his girlfriend and this girl I’d had previous sexual relationships with. Of course I'd like to have more, but in the car I'm looking for lesions on her legs. She had a child with someone rumored to have A.I.D.S. So I'm looking for signs of this disease. This is not a good way to start out a meaningful relationship. I offer her some ephederine to keep her awake during a night of drinking and she turns it down. Oh well more for me,(about 10:00pm) I take two.
We do a little bit of drinking and my date goes home with her ex boyfriend, what's her problem? doesn't she know that i'm only ignoring her to strengthen our bond. Make her want me more. Figure it out? any way i only had about three drinks** so this probably didn't influence my trip so much as relaxed me while slowly destroying my liver. I decide to drop off Dough and his girlfriend and go to my mom's house. I drink a protein shake(2:00am) and head out. On the way home I decide that I might as well check out Red Deers local all night dance club. So I pop into Euphoria to see what the small town scene is like. I've recently come out of drug retirement so I figure I might as well come out of Rave retirement as well. I stopped going to Raves a few years ago, when the scene had finally been overrun by candy kids and 14 year olds. It hadn't quite become mainstream. It was mostly male strippers, female strippers and fags. There were some really hot women back then.
I decide I'm going to stay awhile so I pop two more ephederines***.(2:30am) I run into someone that I used to box with at the old boxing club when I used to live here. We get to talking and, eventually he talks me into popping an Ecstasy tablet. It was a little speckled pill with no picture on it.I take it (at about 3:30am) and it takes forever to kick in, all my fault because of the protein shake. You see protein competes with MDA and MDMA.
It starts to kick in. I feel the familiar effects and can't shut up. I decide to impress the local E-tards with my useless knowledge and ripped off dialogues. I rip off Quentin Tarantinos Top Gun is about a homosexual on the fence monologue and do it quite well. I ruin the movie for a few people and my mission is complete. You too can rip off this monologue. All that you have to do is rent the movie SLEEP WITH ME starring Eric Stoltz. Quentin Tarantino has a cameo in this movie where he does this famous monologue. Pulp Fiction comes up as a topic so I decide to tell everyone what really is in the briefcase. Hey I never made any of this up. I rip it off from where I can when I can. I dont claim to have an original idea in my head. Hell If you cant stand to watch me rip off popular culture, and every movie Ive ever seen with my mismatched quotes. Stop reading right now. I am the foot massage king and plagiarism master.
In this wonderful condition I decide it is my sole duty to explain the merits of responsible drug abuse. I explain preloading with 5-HTP for serotonin, Magnesium to prevent jaw clenching. Then I explain post loading with prozac or any other SSRI anti-depressant (selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor)within 5 hours of your dosing, to block the neurological damage that may occur. They seem appreciative of my knowledge.
its taking forever for this too kick in and about 7:00 in the morning we go to a friends house to continue partying.At the party I really start to peak in my trip. A small amount of paranoia creeps in but I look at it logically. Im in my hometown surrounded by people that either I know, or they know me. Ignore the thought that someone is going to kick you in the head as you lie there looking semi conscious in front of the speaker. Your paranoia has no place here. It was great I let myself go, and really had a Euphoric experience. There I was; stretched out on the living room floor like it was my own home, and nobody was around. I was more comfortable then ive ever been in my life. this was probably (7:30am)five hours after i dropped...mdxx's a lot of times in the past have taken this long to effect me...but when they do hit...ZANG!!!!!mad fuct up The song I peaked out to was Tocas Miracle by Fragma. It was incredible and undescribable.Still when i hear it to this day...i feel good. As Im laying there oblivious to the world I hear a voice in my head Hello there frank, its me Ketamine.Hello to you too" I say back." but in my head only..not out loud "Its time to go home now, I have much to show you." Cool!!!! a drug sitting in two viles, hidden in the front of my pants, in my top secret groin drug pocket is talking to me telepathecially. So I take a cab back to Euphoria and grab my moms car to drive to her house. On the drive I have a conversation with God. It is a one way conversation, if he were to talk back to me that would make me a prophet or a complete psycho, and Im not ready for the responsibility of either.
On my cab ride back to Euphoria to pick up my moms car I come to certain conclusions.
these conclusions were very important to me as drugs had been an issue with me over the last year. everytime i got high i would get a really guilty feeling and this need to be shooken.i was a professional athlete at the time and would occasionally do drugs and feel guilty as hell about it. Why should I feel guilty? Is it bad to want to experience altered states? The answers I come up with are no. Im not hurting any body, except myself. Im not even totally sure that I am hurting myself. The trip was working out great.
Finding my moms house is a difficult task. Even when sober. its a maze of side streets. I expect to see a minotaur jump out at any minute. I get to my moms house and Im still feeling euphoric. "Hi guys, Im not going to lie to you, Im high as a muther fucker on ecstasy right now."; I say. Why lie? You know how it is when you feel that universal love...you feel weay too honest for your own good. Besides Im a grown up now, responsible for my own destruction. Just be honest. Im pretty sure my mom is thinking Im a complete dope fiend by now. Seeing as how 24 hours ago I was babbling like your average cokehead or well meaning crystal methhead, because of the Xenadrine. She probably thought I was some a drug crazed bender of some sort. She was right.
I then went into the guest room and decided I would snort half a vial of K**** I figured that would be enough to get me into the K-hole. I sat cross-legged and snorted it up.(probably 11:00am) My body began to rock back and forth like in some tribal trance, and I started to feel my self slip away. I lay down and quickly disappeared form my body. From what I can remember it was a really pleasant journey.
Deep in the K-hole all of a sudden I was in this strange place that underlies all of reality, where we were all connected. Being in Red Deer I was really close physically to a mental hospital that an ex-girlfriend of mine was at. I could "see" her mental thought patterns and realized that they were out of whack. It was her schizophrenic frequencies. So in this state of mind I "tuned" them to straighten them out a bit. I felt partly responsible for her being in this hospital in the first place. I knew her when I was 17 and she was 14.(11 years before i was 28 when i did this bender) She had a really fucked up life. And I did typical teenage things that probably made her worse. We were experimental and she was my first anal. She had a fucked childhood, your typical dysfunctional child rapist dad, mother in denial, and as she got older she had a baby with someone and her grandparents (who she lived with off and on her whole life) adopted her baby out. And of course i did mention that she had a run in with me being my girlfriend for a good six months, that in itself is enough mental anguish to drive anyone to the brink. So she was pretty fucked up and eventually developed schizophrenia. It was probably an underlying mental condition she had the whole time.Well it came out. when she was 18 she got commited and she'd been there ever since.
I realized that in my life I was on the right track and I had two choices ahead of me. Mellow out and join the real world, maybe get a nice pension able job, and buy a house with a white picket fence. Or keep chasing my illusive dream the unattainable superstardom. The choice was there before me.
So after a bit of sleep interspersed with some strange paranoia. I got up and decided I would spend the rest of the day with my good friends and tell them all about my night. It was great driving around with Dough and his girlfriend living up to my chemical freak persona. I had always been known as an acid-head from when I was a teenager. I had a role to play.
I talk to Dougs sister on the phone. she works at the mental hospital where I put the girl i was talking about. so I tell her about the Schizophrenic K-rays that I aligned and how she can tell the doctors to cut Connies medication in half. Im only joking but part of the joke is to not tell anyone Im joking. They all start to think Im unstable. Hey I know Im sane. Its there word against mine if they try to institutionalize me and I am a master fugitive. Who knows? Maybe Id get a room next to hers.
We drove around and I babbled on about all my messed up theories and movie ideas and. I would do my usual ridiculous things. Like for instance when I offered to go into the store to pay for the gas, I asked the girl for a big brown paper bag. I put a big dollar sign on the bag and filled it with paper towel. Then I ran out of the store, jumped in the car, and screamed "Drive! Just Drive!" Making Dough think I robbed the place. "Hey frank that probably still wouldnt be funny, even if I didnt have a car full of weed, you fucking idiot." He said. I knew they loved it though.
So we drive around all day and Im still feeling pretty good I have that whole afterglow thing going on and I really am feeling at one with nature and the universe. All high on drugs we go to see a friend of his this really attractive 24 year old college student girl and I ask her to come to a movie. Godzilla 2000 is playing, This is the real Godzilla from Japan not the Hollywood box office succubus starring Ferris Bueller. I decide this is the perfect show to see with this attractive young hottie. Its only playing as a matinee show so we go see the Crew instead.Finally around midnight on the sunday night...i feel tired enough to go to bed. i have this feeling of easiness that hasnt gone away to this day two summers(well it was actually septeber so just under two years) ago.
It was a beautiful experience. I think I was really close to God that night, not so much in a spiritual sense, more of a "I took way too many drugs, strained the shit out of my entire body and functioning systems and I probably almost died" sort of way. It was a great night and really found a piece of myself, plus it was an excuse to do lots of drugs.
The next year i would do a lot more.
I would not reccomend this dosage to anyone, there was probably a huge strain on my entire system, but i did a lot of thinking and i made a lot of life changes because of that trip. I can't say if i owe my current level of succes in life to that night or not but it was a very special night for me.
hope i folowed all the proper guidelines and didn't bore the fuck out of anyone that read this.
Doses
*Xenadrine is a fat burning supplement that has amphetamine like properties...feels like dexadrine
so thats two pills of that i took
** about three or four beers
***this brings up the total amount of effederine two four capsules - effederine(for those that dont know)are a little like speed or caffeine pills
****did about a half vile of Ketamine
allover a 24 hour period
[ 30 June 2002: Message edited by: OniKage ]
[Changed title from "XENADRINE, EFFEDERINE, ALCOHOL, MDA, KETAMINE AND LOTS OF LOVE" to comply with forum guidelines -Splatt]
[ 30 June 2002: Message edited by: Splatt ]
