I always thought it'd be neat to have a random psychedelic experience, one that you had no preparation for, but at least have some friends around or people that can tell you (once you're tripping) that you've been dosed with a drug and can handle it.
I call one of my friends to let me know if she has any acid, and she does. But I've recently been tripping on shrooms and acid and rolling is honestly the least I do. So, the night starts and apparently one of my guys is gonna have 50 tabs which he's gonna sell for $10 each.
We arrive at the club at 9:45, and I wait on and on from my guy to get his tabs, because the dealer hasn't dropped them off yet. I'm sitting with my best friend and just waiting and waiting, and we keep getting offered some tabs that were supposedly really really good, but I keep turning them down because they're $12 each, and I can't get 4 rolls and go to Insomnia (a Dallas club) with all of the money in my wallet.
1 o'clock arrives and we find out the guy was never gonna bring any tabs. We have to pay $12 a roll anyways. So me and my friend Genaro pool our money together and get 4 tabs. 3 for me, 1 for him. They're giant pink wafers and I chew one and swallow 2, he does the same.
Before the roll starts, my colors get more vibrant than any other psychedelic has ever done for me before. The colors look like I'm tripping acid, but I don't have any visuals and a familiar roll starts to hit me, so I'm fairly certain it's just MDMA-heavy speed based ecstacy.
We get to dancing, raving, etc. etc. until finally it's 3:30 in the morning and we decide to go to Insomnia, which opens at 4. We get in the car and start driving and it's night time. I suddenly started getting really sad in the car, and I'm wearing my sunglasses at night just to look goofy (we're all cracking up about this). I take my sunglasses off and my mood lifts alot, which was really wierd because MDMA has never done this for me. Then, I start to become very, very aware of the dead-side of the world, like a shroom trip.
Still no visuals, but the entire world seems to be dying or I'm in a dead place. I think this is wierd, but I've only rolled twice before so I say to myself "Well, MDMA is a psychedelic. this has never happened before but maybe this is just what it does." So I move my eyes a little, and suddenly I see every thought capable of the human mind in less than a millionth of a second. Not all at a seperate time, but all combined into one image.
I started to freak out in the back of the car, because my brain was seemingly seizuring with thoughts. Then, the driver said "Those weren't ecstacy tabs."
I hold my breath.
"Those tabs contain 2-CI, one of the strongest psychedelics known to man. Just calm down and ride it, it's great."
Once I knew I had taken a psychedelic it made it alot easier to manage. I was so utterly confused when the shroom-like dead world came on, yet at the same time it was one of the most amazing things to experience in my life since it was so unexpected.
When we get out of the car, they're devising a plan to get into Insomnia for free. I'm the only one on this psychedelic in the car because my friend only took 1 and it's wearing off. They told me not to rub my hair but I was afraid I'd have a seizure if I didn't rub it, because if I didnt have something to focus my attention on the thought-seizures got worse.
So the girl in the car with us held my hand and led me into Insomnia. I didn't know what the fuck was going on, but still no open eye visuals other than the influx of millions of thoughts every 2 or 3 seconds. I had confused thoughts like on psychedelics and tried to take a psychedelic-like approach to everything (for example, I couldn't understand what a straight line was or how I was supposed to walk in one, even though I wasn't in a fractal/circular world like on acid). My colors were extremely, extremely vibrant though.
I was having a great time but no one could tell because I was walking around the club in circles, no shroom-like or acid-like grin, just a mouth open and sullen, dilated eyes. So my friends grabbed me and brought me into the bathroom because they thought I was having a bad trip and wanted me to talk to a guy about 2-CI so that I could understand it.
I didn't understand a word out of the guys mouth, but his speech wasn't jumbled. I only got bits and pieces at a time because the mind-seizures kept distracting me. I did tell him I was having a great time though and as long as my friends keep an eye on me and make sure I don't do anything stupid or dangerous, I was fine. I also asked him the potential of overdose, which made me feel alot better.
They tell me that I can go to VIP because I have a VIP pass, which is really a jacked one that they bought with my money so that all 4 of us could get into Insomnia. So I went up to the VIP lounge, my friends were looking after me and it was all great. I think they thought I had more control over it then I did, though, because I asked them for the keys to my friends car to go get my cellphone (my honest intent). They have me the keys, and I have to ask them 4 times how to leave the club even though it's in a giant circle and the exit is huge with no doors or anything blocking the way.
Kind of a dumb move on both of our parts, but one of my sitters actually had just taken some of the drug himself to try it out.
I go out to the parking lot and I can't remember where we parked. I see a car that is the same color as my friends and I spend thirty minutes trying to get into this car that isn't even ours. So I try to get back into the club but they see my bracelet is jacked, and I try to explain to them the situation but they can tell I'm fucking out of my mind and they just laugh at me.
A cop at the door to the club witnessed and interacted in this whole thing and even though he was a total dick to me I was so grateful I didn't get arrested because my pupils were dilated and I was twitching and rubbing my hair. I didn't know what was going on so I forgot that I needed to try to act normal going into the club.
So now I'm out in the parking lot and I run into some school friends, which was really embarassing because I'm kicked out of a club talking to myself and standing straight, looking around utterly confused. They offer to help me out but I tell them there is really nothing to be done except to go get my friends. But before they go inside the club to get them, my best friend comes out of the club to find me because they all realized I had been gone for so long.
He showed me where my friends car was, but now we couldn't get back in the club so he sat in the car with me and we put on the air and listened to music. Throughout the whole course of the drug though, I never felt any real emotions. When I was kicked out of the club and laughed at, I wasn't distraught about it at all.
Anyways, finally the rest of our friends get out of the club and the drug is just about wearing off by now, but it's hard to tell because there are no real open-eye visuals, just alot of mindfucks and thought seizures so I couldn't tell when it's subsiding.
Everything worked out though and even though it went awry towards the end I thought the rest of the night was one fucking great adventure. I had never done psychedelics at a club before other than E, and I had never been to Insomnia before.
I'm still kind of bugging out right now from that psychedelic, but I really really liked the experience. Although, I don't plan on doing 3 tabs again until I know what they are, and I certainly don't plan on taking 2CI again.
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