Alright so me n a friend (who has had several low dose sh room trips under his belt) who I haven't seen in years finds me through another friend and we get in touch. This friend (J) is very interested in psychedelics and he's goin to school for something with the brain and science.
Anyway I had tripped from my stash of 4-aco-dmt but haven't gotten to share it bc I didn't think my main friends could handle it. J comes n picks me up and takes me to his house over an hour away and we set up, we buy glow sticks, rent some games, get some good tasting food n drink and we dose. J's dose is ~21mg.
We have an outstanding time, he got good visuals and was overall a good time. The glow sticks were a brilliant idea on my part.
Now since then some time passes and when I dose myself I get odd effects and nothing happens till the +2h mark and I get insane trails and a weird headspace. Just nothing like a trip from this should be. But that weekend me n j go to his house again but this time we're alone (no room mates)and I give him ~30mg think in perhaps its degraded a little.
Well within an hour he's freaking out, intense visuals, says he's freaking out. Meanwhile I'm experiencing a hard trip. Very pronounced visuals, reality is getting farther away, time is gone. He states hes stuck in a loop and that things keep replaying ( I've experienced this once on my first trip on it) I can tell this is gonna be a long ride. He goes from laying in his bed upstairs to the floor down in the main room and switches. He's no longer talking to me but himself, he's trapped in his mind. I'm tripping balls, the hardest I've ever tripped off this stuff. He gets his phone out and calls someone says he's fucked up has a little talk then hangs up. He asked if we should go to a hospital or call 911. I ask for the phone and ask if there's anyone who could come over. No one is able to make it for another hour at which point we should bc comin down.I keep his phone on me for the remainder of the night. Now I start losing my touch with the world my whole body is vibrating and it feels like I'm gonna puke so I go lay(bc standing was hard) in front of the toilet and I don't remember. I remember being awoken by the feeling of chunks exploding from my mouth and I sit up quick. when I open my eyes its the most intense visuals I've ever had and it feels like I'm moving in syrup. I had forgotten about the chunks and quickly look into the toilet to find nothing except its so overtaken by visuals it doesn't look like a toilet. My body feels heavy and drippy, its hard to move around as if I was in syrup, my conclusion is I've been puking and have flooded the bathroom. Then J is hangin on the door he needs in so I go downstairs to find something to puke in thinking I'm spreading it all through the apartment. It feels like I'm constantly vomiting just flowing out my mouth and in panic I call my mom.
I call her and breakdown, tell her the situation and she decides to drive all the way out to get me ( bc it was Sunday and j has school so I couldn't stay). I tell her I puked everywhere and ask what to do but she's confused and so am I and I end up dropping the phone for a min or two in this chaos. I can't sit still I feel covered in syrup I'm wiping sweat off me every minute its fuckin crazy.
My mom gets there and I'm coherent and j is coming down. We talk later and it seems our trips we're very similar.
Is a 20mg dose really that different from a 30mg dose? I know with the 2c's their dose response curve was really steep or whatever. 5mg was way different than 10mg
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