shizerbeard
07-05-2010, 02:27 AM
started off with 100mg 4 meo pcp, then later dropped a further 200mg 4 meo pcp when my friends arrived about 1am. They also dropped 200mg.
I must admit the 4 meo pcp was not as enjoyable with friends as it was on in solitary.
snorted a small 5mg each of 2c-i while waiting for the 4 meo, then moments later i decided to snort a full 20mg without really even thinking.
was at my flat with 2 mates. wife in bed asleep. cats roaming about.
Within seconds i got that rush, surge of energy from the c-i. Horrid drip but then 10 mins in things started getting wild. I was getting continually lost in the trip an could see my hand in 2 places when moved fast, not just tracers, but my hand was there in full view twice at once. Patterning everywhere. Room becomes alive. Friends hair appear to be flames and they turn into cartoon characters with bulging eyes and sucked in skulls. Hands morphing in front of me into zombie/fleshless bones.
carpet becomes a pile of strings loosely packed on top of each other. Ceiling is coming in and out. Suddenly the room is filled with smoke. Or is it? no. My eyes were gigantic. like on that ad for drug driving.
Stumbling about was about as much as i could physically do. The confusion was setting in. Everything that was said tied into everything else. Everything smashed head on to everything else in the big intertwining cattle grinder. Like a never ending thread of possibilities and theories that were almost unsolveable.
The room was dancing, breathing, warping, glowing and everything was one. Suddenly everything started making perfect sense. It all clicked together. But the answer wasnt found, just the question........
Days had gone by it seemed and it took my other 2 friends 4 hours to actually take there other line of c-i. They only did half dose after seeing me literally off my tits. I was coming back to normality, they were going up to insanity.
I could see the vortex of confusion reel them in like it had me previously.
Had a few moments when we nearly did silly things. In fact i think we could have done anything. At all. Bad or good. Possibly terrible. We didnt though, instead we watched fishing channels or hours and laughed about chart theory and chinwizzling for a long time! Prank phone calls to people at 6am and just making beeping noises and arnold swarzenegger soundboards..
at the peaks i just kept loosing my grip on reality, unable to communicate briefly but just gaze into the mezmerising patterns and deep into my own thoughts. Time was distorted massively. I thought days had passed, whereas it had been about 5-6 hours. My hand didnt feel like my hand. My head was repeatedley being bashed off the wall by myself but it didnt produce pain. in fact it felt satisfying. I could see myself from the corner of the room somehow. I had opened a passage to another place entirely.
Few spliffs had been past round but by 10am i had enough. Was getting very introspective at this point and have already put some things i learned about myself into action following this. I confronted myself in many ways, and have began to ease some of the problems i have been storing deep in the back of my brain.
Half slept is the best way to describe what happened later
woke at 4pm feeling a bit contemplative still, but after some serious connecting with my wife (out of the blue) this evening and some even better sex i feel i have come through it as an imrpoved person, i will use the knowledge i have gained in the future.
Was a difficult trip no doubt, but i think ive came through the other side in a better position. But make no mistake. I do not intend for this to happen again in this manner. Next time, i will organise an outdoor excursion (somewhere to get away from it all) and will not combine 2 substances so recklessley either.
This was the trip. I even wonder if i ever need to indulge in psychedelics again after reaching such a dimension. I will, but more careful planning is needed.
I now know...
i hope this makes sense!
I must admit the 4 meo pcp was not as enjoyable with friends as it was on in solitary.
snorted a small 5mg each of 2c-i while waiting for the 4 meo, then moments later i decided to snort a full 20mg without really even thinking.
was at my flat with 2 mates. wife in bed asleep. cats roaming about.
Within seconds i got that rush, surge of energy from the c-i. Horrid drip but then 10 mins in things started getting wild. I was getting continually lost in the trip an could see my hand in 2 places when moved fast, not just tracers, but my hand was there in full view twice at once. Patterning everywhere. Room becomes alive. Friends hair appear to be flames and they turn into cartoon characters with bulging eyes and sucked in skulls. Hands morphing in front of me into zombie/fleshless bones.
carpet becomes a pile of strings loosely packed on top of each other. Ceiling is coming in and out. Suddenly the room is filled with smoke. Or is it? no. My eyes were gigantic. like on that ad for drug driving.
Stumbling about was about as much as i could physically do. The confusion was setting in. Everything that was said tied into everything else. Everything smashed head on to everything else in the big intertwining cattle grinder. Like a never ending thread of possibilities and theories that were almost unsolveable.
The room was dancing, breathing, warping, glowing and everything was one. Suddenly everything started making perfect sense. It all clicked together. But the answer wasnt found, just the question........
Days had gone by it seemed and it took my other 2 friends 4 hours to actually take there other line of c-i. They only did half dose after seeing me literally off my tits. I was coming back to normality, they were going up to insanity.
I could see the vortex of confusion reel them in like it had me previously.
Had a few moments when we nearly did silly things. In fact i think we could have done anything. At all. Bad or good. Possibly terrible. We didnt though, instead we watched fishing channels or hours and laughed about chart theory and chinwizzling for a long time! Prank phone calls to people at 6am and just making beeping noises and arnold swarzenegger soundboards..
at the peaks i just kept loosing my grip on reality, unable to communicate briefly but just gaze into the mezmerising patterns and deep into my own thoughts. Time was distorted massively. I thought days had passed, whereas it had been about 5-6 hours. My hand didnt feel like my hand. My head was repeatedley being bashed off the wall by myself but it didnt produce pain. in fact it felt satisfying. I could see myself from the corner of the room somehow. I had opened a passage to another place entirely.
Few spliffs had been past round but by 10am i had enough. Was getting very introspective at this point and have already put some things i learned about myself into action following this. I confronted myself in many ways, and have began to ease some of the problems i have been storing deep in the back of my brain.
Half slept is the best way to describe what happened later
woke at 4pm feeling a bit contemplative still, but after some serious connecting with my wife (out of the blue) this evening and some even better sex i feel i have come through it as an imrpoved person, i will use the knowledge i have gained in the future.
Was a difficult trip no doubt, but i think ive came through the other side in a better position. But make no mistake. I do not intend for this to happen again in this manner. Next time, i will organise an outdoor excursion (somewhere to get away from it all) and will not combine 2 substances so recklessley either.
This was the trip. I even wonder if i ever need to indulge in psychedelics again after reaching such a dimension. I will, but more careful planning is needed.
I now know...
i hope this makes sense!