Age: Young and physically healthy
Weight: 60 kg
Dosage of LSD : ~200µg
Dosage of 2C-I: ~25mg
Dosage of MDA: ~250mg
Dosage of Master Kush: 3 hits on a gravity bong, perhaps 1 gram
Desired effects: A triptastic afternoon and evening, calm, serene, and intense.
Intensity: Very Strong
Source: Vendors
Background:
I have some experience with cannabis, MDA, LSD, MDMA, 2C-I, psilocybin mushrooms, and crazy friends.
My mood was good, although extremely anxious.
I had not eaten for 2 hours previous to taking the dose.
Approximately 1L of water was consumed at, or around the time of consumption. (Cotton mouth really sucks for me)
John (my friend): experience with 2c-I, cannabis, LSD, and jwh-style compounds. Maybe mdma, and for certain psychosis.
Experience:
Myself and a friend, referred herein as John, each took a blotter and drove quickly to a local park.
Soon as we pulled up, we took the 2C-I and MDA orally. After drinking a good 300ml of water, to get the taste out of our mouths, we headed out.
There were some woods near this park, we walked down into the 'forest' looking for a good spot where I wouldn't be seen taking hits of the bong. Soon after we found a good spot, and loaded up the bowl... at this point no effects other than anxiety were present. It had been 40 minutes since I ate the blotter. After finishing the weed, we begun our journey into wonderland. Walking about the forest searching for something we might have found if we were not high.
I am extremely low-functioning when I trip, it is of the highest importance that I either be on a sofa or with someone whom I trust with my life.
My friend, John, is very high functioning, which means the 'mind-fuck' that I experience, he does not, the experience does not loop.
--I will update this, when I figure out what exactly this means, I am extremely interested to know what this entails--
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After discussing what this means: we came to the conclusion that because he is so often in another reality, it has become a natural mental state in which he is able to think critically. See: High-Functioning Alcoholic for something to compare it to.
It might be said that he could drive, or write a term paper, just fine after drinking 300ml of ethanol, meaning that he can function extremely well even when heavily 'intoxicated'.
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Although I question his stress relief techniques ( Such as hitting, or slapping himself in the head) I trust him to not kill himself.
He is able to drive, perhaps better or equal to his sober state. Although his decision making process was messed up, he survived the day.
Back to me. Maybe, by the second hour, I was at my plateau state. I experienced bliss.
Yet, due to my friend's impulsive ways, we ended up driving all over the place. I won't say the reason, but it was no good.
I can see what happened, but didn't write enough of it down .. I would have liked to better document the experience of losing myself.
I had called a friend that knew how to play acoustic guitar very well to come over and play for John and I.
I don't know what song he played, but listening to "the sound of silence" by Simon and Garfunkel brings back the memory -- I can only guess that he was kind enough to entertain us before going back to the books.
A happy memory.
I stayed in this state of euphoria and psychedelia, for roughly 10 hours, the synergy of these compounds resulted in a longer experience than expected. At times, when silence was present, in darkness, I would hallucinate, strongly. It seems that I have an intense fear of being surrounded by police cars, especially if they were to pull their guns out.
Sitting in the parking lot of a local grocercy store, and then McDonalds was amazingly visual. I didn't see anyone walk by, but I did see visual distortions, flashing lights and hear people shouting or screaming unrecognizable things.
The times given don't include the come up, or come down.
This was most likely a reflection from earlier in the day, of when the brother of that friend, John, pulled out an air-soft gun jokingly, to try and get me to give him twenty dollars. (I am nice, but not that nice) I don't just go handing cash to people I don't know.
The events of that afternoon and evening, I will not write, but will say that they have given me a new perspective on motivation and the reasoning of the mind.
Summary:
Reflecting upon myself, I am a peaceful person, with little cares and am grateful that I don't have to deal with some of the mental shit people go through on a daily basis.
There are some things that I wish to try, and am glad I have done.
But, in retrospect I wish that I didn't give my friend the LSD, 2C-I, MDA -combination.
Note: The reasoning part of the brain, will not function normally when on LSD, things that might have been a good idea at the time, were probably not.
Weight: 60 kg
Dosage of LSD : ~200µg
Dosage of 2C-I: ~25mg
Dosage of MDA: ~250mg
Dosage of Master Kush: 3 hits on a gravity bong, perhaps 1 gram
Desired effects: A triptastic afternoon and evening, calm, serene, and intense.
Intensity: Very Strong
Source: Vendors
Background:
I have some experience with cannabis, MDA, LSD, MDMA, 2C-I, psilocybin mushrooms, and crazy friends.
My mood was good, although extremely anxious.
I had not eaten for 2 hours previous to taking the dose.
Approximately 1L of water was consumed at, or around the time of consumption. (Cotton mouth really sucks for me)
John (my friend): experience with 2c-I, cannabis, LSD, and jwh-style compounds. Maybe mdma, and for certain psychosis.
Experience:
Myself and a friend, referred herein as John, each took a blotter and drove quickly to a local park.
Soon as we pulled up, we took the 2C-I and MDA orally. After drinking a good 300ml of water, to get the taste out of our mouths, we headed out.
There were some woods near this park, we walked down into the 'forest' looking for a good spot where I wouldn't be seen taking hits of the bong. Soon after we found a good spot, and loaded up the bowl... at this point no effects other than anxiety were present. It had been 40 minutes since I ate the blotter. After finishing the weed, we begun our journey into wonderland. Walking about the forest searching for something we might have found if we were not high.
I am extremely low-functioning when I trip, it is of the highest importance that I either be on a sofa or with someone whom I trust with my life.
My friend, John, is very high functioning, which means the 'mind-fuck' that I experience, he does not, the experience does not loop.
--I will update this, when I figure out what exactly this means, I am extremely interested to know what this entails--
----
After discussing what this means: we came to the conclusion that because he is so often in another reality, it has become a natural mental state in which he is able to think critically. See: High-Functioning Alcoholic for something to compare it to.
It might be said that he could drive, or write a term paper, just fine after drinking 300ml of ethanol, meaning that he can function extremely well even when heavily 'intoxicated'.
----
Although I question his stress relief techniques ( Such as hitting, or slapping himself in the head) I trust him to not kill himself.
He is able to drive, perhaps better or equal to his sober state. Although his decision making process was messed up, he survived the day.
Back to me. Maybe, by the second hour, I was at my plateau state. I experienced bliss.
Yet, due to my friend's impulsive ways, we ended up driving all over the place. I won't say the reason, but it was no good.
I can see what happened, but didn't write enough of it down .. I would have liked to better document the experience of losing myself.
I had called a friend that knew how to play acoustic guitar very well to come over and play for John and I.
I don't know what song he played, but listening to "the sound of silence" by Simon and Garfunkel brings back the memory -- I can only guess that he was kind enough to entertain us before going back to the books.
A happy memory.I stayed in this state of euphoria and psychedelia, for roughly 10 hours, the synergy of these compounds resulted in a longer experience than expected. At times, when silence was present, in darkness, I would hallucinate, strongly. It seems that I have an intense fear of being surrounded by police cars, especially if they were to pull their guns out.
Sitting in the parking lot of a local grocercy store, and then McDonalds was amazingly visual. I didn't see anyone walk by, but I did see visual distortions, flashing lights and hear people shouting or screaming unrecognizable things.
The times given don't include the come up, or come down.
This was most likely a reflection from earlier in the day, of when the brother of that friend, John, pulled out an air-soft gun jokingly, to try and get me to give him twenty dollars. (I am nice, but not that nice) I don't just go handing cash to people I don't know.
The events of that afternoon and evening, I will not write, but will say that they have given me a new perspective on motivation and the reasoning of the mind.
Summary:
Reflecting upon myself, I am a peaceful person, with little cares and am grateful that I don't have to deal with some of the mental shit people go through on a daily basis.
There are some things that I wish to try, and am glad I have done.
But, in retrospect I wish that I didn't give my friend the LSD, 2C-I, MDA -combination.
Note: The reasoning part of the brain, will not function normally when on LSD, things that might have been a good idea at the time, were probably not.



