Can anyone recommend me a good starting dosage? I'll be trying MXE for the first time this weekend.
I have no prior K usage but I am pretty experienced with DXM (I weigh about 150lbs and usually took 720-900mg of DXM).
I have no scale so I was going to dissolve 500mg of MXE in 100mg of water, I was thinking about trying 50mg for my first time.
The part that confused me was that erowid list the common range as <50mg and strong as 40mg+, but I read about people consuming 100mg+ at once.
Do you think that 75mg would be too much for a first timer? (I have decent experience with other psychedelics like 2c-e and shrooms). I would prefer a strong MXE trip. I figured 50mg was a decent starting point but seeing as I've read so much about others taking higher doses I'm not sure if I should try 75mg.
In my opinion 75mg is A LOT! Insufflated, for me at least, 75mg is an express ticket to the hole. I am experienced with a number of traditional psychedelics, MXE took me somewhere I had never been before mentally, or was properly prepared for. Its physical effects at that dose will be massively disabling if you're anything like me. i.e. You will not be able to stand all that well, let alone walk, and could potentially be a danger to yourself unless you're in a safe and comfy place.
I typically aim for 20mg if I just want warm sparkles, 50mg is enough to launch myself into hyperspace, 100mg+ in a single dose is just plain stupid, WTF was I playing at. YMMV of course. For me, insufflated doses of any amount take an hour or so to feel full effects, regardless of dose. For this reason, it is wise to give the initial dose time to work its magic. It will become apparent within 45-60 minutes if you've had enough. If you haven't had enough and need to redose, it will be very, very easy to do so. If you have had enough, it will be very, very difficult. You'll just not be able to get it together. If you find you've had too much, my advice to you would be get to a warm and comfortable place of safety as quickly as possible. A bed for example. A floor will do in an emergency. Once in a place of safety, lie down, and stay there. You may feel a need to hang on. This will pass as the floor / bed moulds itself comfortingly around you.
I would strongly advise you avoid alcohol completely. In my experience the interaction is not pleasant, at all.
And having got in place all the appropriate disclaimers, here's something I wrote months ago but never got round to posting. Possibly it properly belongs in Trip Reports, but hey, here seems as appropriate . . .
Imagine you're lava. Sentient lava flowing down a Hawaian volcano towards the sea, all hot and rippling. Imagine flowing into yourself, and over yourself, backing-up, and splurging out. Imagine hot caramel if it helps. A curtain of warm caramel dripping over things and onto things and into things, into itself. Caramel's faster, and flowier and slippier than molten rock, obviously, but you get my meaning? Imagine you're composed entirely of some sort of Bose-Einstein condensate, fluid and undifferentiated and infinitely dense, except where you've got no mass at all and exist only as a mathematical wave of probabilities, being all quantum mechanical and stuff. Imagine Professor Brian Cox banging on about the wonders of the cosmos in a mancunian accent, and entropy, and heat death, and imagine that you're that last, final oscillation in the quantum flux as the universe comes to its cold, black, dead end. Imagine you're made entirely out of eels, black and cold and slippery and wet. Or ice crystals. Or glass. Bricks. Asbestos. Imagine you're an iridescent interference pattern on a molecule thick film of petrol on water, or a soap bubble, a soap bubble rushing out at the speed of light on this enormous pressure wave holding in this immense pressure and inflating outwards into some kind of enormous balloon made out of god knows what, stretched thin and tight over yourself, and then imagine you're like the foam on champagne just bubbling away into nothing, propelling yourself outwards and speeding away like tachyons rushing out through the universe, backwards in time.
Imagine you're tripping, and you know you're tripping, cos not two minutes ago you were tripping really, really fucking hard, but you're not tripping the same anymore, cos somethings different, like you've come out of the trip wrong and everything's ass backwards, so you do in that line you chopped out earlier somewhere you could find easy enough while you still could cos you knew you'd wanna redose at some point, and knew you wouldn't be able to get it together when you did, and imagine waiting for it to come in cos you know that you need to go back into the trip so you can get your head together properly and come out the right way round next time.
Imagine listening to The Orb and it sounds like nothing you've ever heard, cos The Orb have somehow managed to capture the noise the universe makes as it goes along to itself fizzing and bubbling, not for your entertainment, but just because it can, and imagine thinking you've really gotta make sure media player mixes the bloody tracks together next time cos that bit at the end where it fades out to nothing is like dying, and while it's interesting enough being an observer at the end of time and space as we know it the first few times, it soons starts to get really, really old. And imagine the beings being all wise, and alien, and comforting, and japanese, being all zen. Being all now. Being all here. Being all everywhere. Being all nowhere. Being dead.
Be careful, enjoy.
