my trip last night

Dualified · Jul 13, 2008

[finally finished writing it and stuff, might submit to erowid.

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210mg DXM (Pill/Tablet)<o></o>

40mg DXM (Liquid) (250mg Total)

Cannabis Resin (Scraped/Smoked)<o></o>

Alcohol (2 Shots, Vodka)<o></o>

50mg 5HTP (Pill/Tablet)

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Upon taking my initial dosage it's almost been an hour. I drank about 4 teaspoons worth of cough syrup, but my numbers aren't exact since I drank some of it just right out of the bottle. My stomach didn't like it and upon taking the pills the urge to vomit came quickly, but I fought it off and it subsided. I made myself some tea and sat down to watch Jet Li's fearless, calmed down, and relaxed. Some of the effects were coming early: I went to the bathroom to wash my face with hot water and everything was already starting to feel a little more distant. Balance was a little bit more difficult and even word descriptions were becoming more difficult to facet. Soon the Chinese emanating from the TV behind me while I type this may becoming gibberish as I become evidence of a 2<sup>nd</sup> plateau trip. I wasn't sure why the effects were coming on as early as they wereâ€¦perhaps the cough syrup or the fact I hadn't eaten in a few hours. I'm starting to lose focus of things and my concept of time is already becoming slightly warped. I stood up for a stretch and my mind was slightly unfocused. Upon turning my head around my body feels like it's lagging behind a split second or so. I now know the drug is intensifying upon me faster than I had initially expected. My mind is losing focus on the designs of the rug on my carpet while I try to watch the movie. I observed my pupils were already becoming dilated in the bathroom as well. I thought â€œwell, this is coming on a little quickâ€¦maybe this will be a little more intense than I thought?â€<o></o>
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I observed on my way downstairs my body was already becoming inebriated. I punched myself a few times hard in the leg and noticed almost no pain. Shortly after, I laid down and watched more of the movie. I became more and more unaware of things around me and what seemed to be euphoria began to kick in. My feelings are still calm and introspective as I wait for the trip to do its thing. Words are becoming more meaningless to me at this point, concentration is becoming more difficultâ€¦and there were times I could have sworn while watching the movie the sound of people's voices weren't timed correctly with how their mouths moved. The tragic downfall of Jet Li's character is only entrancing at this point.<o></o>
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After the movie I put on No Country for Old Men and took out my bubbler and started to take some resin hits. The warmth of the THC began to match with the DXM disassociativeness and things seemed more and more vivid, yet distant. Distance was still a factor. My mind recognized sounds but didn't take time to analyze them as usual, just as the typing on my keyboard was just me looking at my hands still dancing around on the keyboard, but not analyzing the purpose of what I was really doing.<o></o>
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No Country for Old Men had some disturbing elements to it that made my body cringe. I turned off the lights for the added mood and increased numbness clouded my senses. My mind took no time to analyze things and just droned out and watched things occur. I didn't feel like thinking about little things like that but instead just observingâ€¦watchingâ€¦relaxingâ€¦not my normal state of mind when it came to things. The DXM disassociative feeling combined with the warmth of THC almost seemed to create a blanket of comfort and confusion at the same time, but I enjoyed every moment of it.<o></o>

I had a feeling the DXM was going into full gear now and I knew it would still only be an uphill climb. My body ringed with indescribable sensations as I simply droned out and viewed my body as a sole entity, my thought, the center of everything I've ever thought of in my life, was connected to. At this point things are even more confusing. I took off my glasses, yet I felt like I still had them on. Closing my mouth was difficult. The tendency to zone out was increasing and numbness was as well. Concentrating at this point was becoming exceedingly difficult if I didn't want to just zone out and become a brainless zombie devoid of thought.<o></o>
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As the night went on, the full swing of the DXM and the THC combined hit my body like a train. It was very difficult to move and sounds became more and more accentuated. The sounds of knocking and loud things in particular were a bit unpleasant to me at this point. My body felt extremely relaxed yet I felt very different at the same time. My head went from relaxation to confusion showing how volatile things can be when I thought I heard my cellphone vibrating. Turns out it probably was just the movie.<o></o> I thought I was beginning disillusioned.
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As if things weren't disorienting enough, after watching a cartoon called â€œAdventure Timeâ€ which tripped me out HARD, I went downstairs to have a shot of Vodka. The disorientation and lack of connection to my body intensified tenfold. Everything was even further away and even harder to type and concentrate on. I knew at this point if I had another shot I would be SERIOUSLY fucked, so I thought to myself, â€œperhaps I should do itâ€¦after all, what did I have to lose?â€ But I decided against it in the long run and instead brought out my Bubbler to see if I could nag any more resin hits. The alcohol was seriously starting to fuck me up; getting out my piece was a battle of co-ordination and motor skills. Moving my head made me leave my body behind me and a blanket of uncertainty unfolded upon my body. Two more hits of Cannabis resin and double vision started to creep upon me, and I started to see things move. My world was being shifted, a force wanted to take me out of my chair but couldn't. I leaned back and closed my eyes and saw a constant grey box (being the computer screen) I stumbled around wondering what the meaning of my trip was, and wondering whether maybe after all I should take another shot of alcohol and see where it puts me. I took one more hit from the bubbler and my numbness and unawareness level accelerated again tenfold to the point where my hand went limp and the lighter simply just slid right out as I sat in my chair completely enveloped in a state of immovability. Another hit and at this point I had double vision unless I was focused on what I was seeing.<o></o>
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Afterwards I went downstairs to get another shot. I downed it with a good amount of water to follow suit and found my way back upstairs. At this point I lost most focus of what I was doing and the world became one spinning realm. What is focus? What is the meaning of focus? Why do we describe focus as a way of connecting with reality? Random gibberish fell out of my mouth, garbled up in tenses no sane person could hope to understand. Whenever I moved my head it felt like the room didn't leave its corners of my peripheral vision and my room was attached to that particular part of my eye. Was I really even moving? Beyond this point it's hard to say since my stomach started making sounds and I started to shift uncomfortably and didn't care about the movie anymore. I turned it off and somehow made it back to my bed without vomiting everywhere, and with the the world as a confused mess as my witness. I pulled the sheets over me, devoid of feeling, and watched as the trip went from good to bad, I tried to just lay down and think only positive things. I remember visually tripping but I don't remember what I tripped about, thanks to the alcohol. It was shockingâ€¦much more than I bargained for. I was WAY too messed up. I heard a persistent ringing sensation throughout my restless nap. If a person had taken a sledgehammer and had pounded my legs into oblivion that night I wouldn't have even noticed. I had very strong tracers and what I saw compared with what I felt resulted in negative feelings that made out the world to be an â€œartificial placeâ€ devoid of meaning and purpose.<o></o>
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I woke up a mere 2 hours later at 6 in the morning still fucked up, but not as uncomfortable as I was last night. The alcohol, I could tell, didn't have nearly as much of an effect and everything at this point was controlled by DXM only. I tried putting on headphones and listening to music but for some reason music sounded dull and cheap to my ears and I was confused. I decided to turn off the music for a bit, relax, maybe get myself a drink. My mind at this point was beginning to revert back to what I thought about during my â€œnapâ€ and people to me seemed like plastic soldiers that would be in existence for a few mere years before being flicked off in this unequivocally titanic universe we all are a part of. Negative thoughts and restlessness dominated me. One part of my body craved for sleep while the other said â€œfuck you, I'm still having a good time!â€ The effects of the drugs at this point are declining, but still strong. The uncomfortable climax of a comfortably planned trip had finally subsided. I sat there thinking of what to do and how to make things more productive. Returning clarity made my trip officially â€œmore pleasantâ€ and time seemed to pass by very quickly. I went downstairs and made myself a cup of coffee. My eyes were ridiculous: dilated and bloodshot. I didn't look like a normal human being. As I sipped my coffee and relaxed I thought about how if I had taken 100mgs or so more of DXM then I probably would have had a VERY bad trip with the alcohol involved last night. I had another sip of coffee and the coffee in my mouth I felt was hot, but my senses didn't want to tell me outright that it was hot. There was a numb affect to every little thing I did at this point.<o></o>
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But after much thinking around this time I realize how alcohol will never be substitute for mary jane on dex ever again. The experience most definitely wasn't pleasant. After surfing on the internet for a while and putting on some relaxing music and waking myself up, I got out my bubbler again and took more resin vapes. I felt myself slipping into comfort once again without all of the disorientation (or just to a lesser extent) and had the feeling of really just enjoying life. My trip from this point slowly declined as I relaxed and surfed the internet for a few more hours, mellowing out a really trippy night.
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