Sorry if this has been done before, or if these have previously been discussed, but I picked through all the archives and couldn't find much on any of these combinations.
1) Methoxetamine + Morphine IV'd
This was one of the first times I tried injecting MXE (my favorite ROA for that substance) and I was still a bit frightened by it. I hadn't done any sort of opiate, IV or recreationally, for around 450 days. I was introducing a couple of friends I had past experiences doing MXE with to the IV ROA, when one of them had to deal with a customer buying meth from them. This was... disturbing, to say the least. The meth head seemed unpredictable and dangerous, and I was completely incapacitated. The deal went off without any issues, and we continued to surf the mobius strip that is methoxetamine. We were all a bit demented on the stuff when, about 30 minutes after he had left, the meth head came back accusing us of stealing some 120mg ms contins from him. We explained that we were not capable of such deviance, but the meth head continued his accusations. The three of us tried to calm him down by saying we would help him try to find his morphine, as he had probably just misplaced it. While I was looking, I said "so if we find the pills, will you give us one?" He agreed. Just as he said "sure", my fellow MXE spunion found the pills. The meth head honored the arrangement and gave us a Kadian. We all huddled around it as my other MXE cadet crushed the spanules in a mortar and pestle. We all concured that mixing the methoxetamine with it would be in the best interest of science and humanity, and MAN WAS IT. The being-pulled-apart sensation of IV MXE combined with the pins and needles of morphine was... bliss. Absolute chemical majesty.
Try it sometime.
2) LSD + Cocaine + Xanax + Ketamine + DMT + Nitrous (in that order)
This was the morning after the first night of a festival I went to last summer. I didn't plan this at all, and that might have been what made it so profound. I had been dosing L all night, splitting a half sheet with a couple friends. The night was all but behind us when we decided to take it easy for a bit. After blasting the last of the yay, we dug into some arabic xanax we found in a blister pack on the ground. Strange stuff, but that makes sense they would have xanax to put them to sleep with all the bombs going off in kabul (lol). I realized I had bought a couple grams of K in the chaos of the previous night, and pulled it out of my shoe pocket. After we passed that around a few times, my friend who drove me started digging through his SUV like a hamster making a nest. We all laughed at him for a while, and then sat in amazement as he drug a case (as in a case of cases) of nitrous chargers out of his truck. Having 600 whippits and not saying a word about it is a feat in itself, but then he procured a gram of DMT out of his shirt pocket. What a trick! Anyway, the best part was that he insisted on smoking the deemsters off foil like meth. This sounds terrible, and it does taste very rude, but it IS highly effective. After smoking a half gram or so between the four of us, I started noticing the K. At that precise instant, a whip cream maker was handed to me, and I huffed some gas.
This is where it gets interesting:
You know when you put a dusty NES game into a Nintendo, and it tries to play but doesn't quite? Like the pixelated attempt at loading Dr. Mario? That's what reality became. All I could think was "how utterly fucking stupid. Reality is a fucking fake-ass mess".
and that was the most profound drug experience I ever had.
Discuss.
1) Methoxetamine + Morphine IV'd
This was one of the first times I tried injecting MXE (my favorite ROA for that substance) and I was still a bit frightened by it. I hadn't done any sort of opiate, IV or recreationally, for around 450 days. I was introducing a couple of friends I had past experiences doing MXE with to the IV ROA, when one of them had to deal with a customer buying meth from them. This was... disturbing, to say the least. The meth head seemed unpredictable and dangerous, and I was completely incapacitated. The deal went off without any issues, and we continued to surf the mobius strip that is methoxetamine. We were all a bit demented on the stuff when, about 30 minutes after he had left, the meth head came back accusing us of stealing some 120mg ms contins from him. We explained that we were not capable of such deviance, but the meth head continued his accusations. The three of us tried to calm him down by saying we would help him try to find his morphine, as he had probably just misplaced it. While I was looking, I said "so if we find the pills, will you give us one?" He agreed. Just as he said "sure", my fellow MXE spunion found the pills. The meth head honored the arrangement and gave us a Kadian. We all huddled around it as my other MXE cadet crushed the spanules in a mortar and pestle. We all concured that mixing the methoxetamine with it would be in the best interest of science and humanity, and MAN WAS IT. The being-pulled-apart sensation of IV MXE combined with the pins and needles of morphine was... bliss. Absolute chemical majesty.
Try it sometime.
2) LSD + Cocaine + Xanax + Ketamine + DMT + Nitrous (in that order)
This was the morning after the first night of a festival I went to last summer. I didn't plan this at all, and that might have been what made it so profound. I had been dosing L all night, splitting a half sheet with a couple friends. The night was all but behind us when we decided to take it easy for a bit. After blasting the last of the yay, we dug into some arabic xanax we found in a blister pack on the ground. Strange stuff, but that makes sense they would have xanax to put them to sleep with all the bombs going off in kabul (lol). I realized I had bought a couple grams of K in the chaos of the previous night, and pulled it out of my shoe pocket. After we passed that around a few times, my friend who drove me started digging through his SUV like a hamster making a nest. We all laughed at him for a while, and then sat in amazement as he drug a case (as in a case of cases) of nitrous chargers out of his truck. Having 600 whippits and not saying a word about it is a feat in itself, but then he procured a gram of DMT out of his shirt pocket. What a trick! Anyway, the best part was that he insisted on smoking the deemsters off foil like meth. This sounds terrible, and it does taste very rude, but it IS highly effective. After smoking a half gram or so between the four of us, I started noticing the K. At that precise instant, a whip cream maker was handed to me, and I huffed some gas.
This is where it gets interesting:
You know when you put a dusty NES game into a Nintendo, and it tries to play but doesn't quite? Like the pixelated attempt at loading Dr. Mario? That's what reality became. All I could think was "how utterly fucking stupid. Reality is a fucking fake-ass mess".
and that was the most profound drug experience I ever had.
Discuss.
