ketamine
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sus
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Love that drug. Like 3MEO there's strong speculation it hits some opioid receptors too, or at least has pseudo-opioid action. Always got warm tingly legs. Liked watching movies you'd be in bed your legs tingling watching Back To The Future, warping through time. Impossible to get your hands on these days—first the Polish manufacturers were shut down, then Chinese labs replaced them but were swiftly shut down by new death penalty laws. Last time I searched for it circa 2020, seemed like no one had seen it in ages.
sus
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Mid-Sept, let's do it. Botanical gardens...?
For those who are tempted to get into the research chemical world, my recommendations (beyond 3-MeO) are any of the 4-ACOs, 5-APDB, MT-45, aMT, DCK, ethyl-hexen & phenidates, ispropoylphenidate. And I'd discourage diphenidine and ephenidine, 5-MEO-MiPT (for me personally, way too much bodyload), 5-DBFPV. Haven't tried enough of the FA-class stims sadly, tho I know those are popular.
Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
Did I ever spam this short story at you? It was inspired by the first wave of 'legal highs' and online research chems back in 2009-10ish. I guess you were just a kid then, but it was pretty wild, you could order a bag (one gram, ten, fifty...) of your lab-grade amphetamine analogue of choice and it would flop through your letterbox at noon the next day. Many vendors laughably called it "plant food", so at one point we were abbreviating it to "food", and it seemed easier and more convenient to get hold of than actual food.
The Stuff
…I don’t know how long this has been going on and it’s hard to recall when it started. I know I’m driving down the highway connecting the outer ring road to the city’s…
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sus
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I've definitely had similar thoughts on dissociatives. A bath of sensory waves. Plugging into the mainnet. Material becoming pure structure. Dematerialization of the skinsuit. This is why I think @luka should try 3-MeO.
You can become cold, like a computer. And then there are the Alice in Wonderland effects: feeling very large or very small.
And the way that the room you're in feels like the only room in the world, as if lit up by a stage.
You can become cold, like a computer. And then there are the Alice in Wonderland effects: feeling very large or very small.
And the way that the room you're in feels like the only room in the world, as if lit up by a stage.
sus
Moderator
"Wait. Stay a while. There is more to be explored here.
Acceptance at this point creates a lull. Wait here.
The mind billows and pools
Finds a level resting place
Expands
Into the space given it."
"And I have felt
A presence that disturbs me with the joy
Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And the round ocean and the living air,
And the blue sky, and in the mind of man:
A motion and a spirit, that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thought,
And rolls through all things. "
As we exited the park, Ixyl morphed in front of my eyes; her whole being was unstable; she switched faces and clothes by the second, each smoothly becoming the next. I understood her as not a specific person, but as every woman simultaneous. I entered the apartment building alone and with everyone at once.
I came to understand that the room in which I was now seated, Ixyl's basement laundry, was a portal, a passageway between chambers, between other egg-sac worlds—each a cell in embedded wheels I pictured as millions of people working their way inward from the outer zones to some inner circle of escape, transcendence, samsara, whatever. I came to understand that there were many stages and positions in this wheel, filled by many entities; that the world I had occupied was a world I was now, rapidly, being sucked out of. I could not tell whether I was moving outward or inward.
I came to understand that the outer egg-sac worlds involved intense, inescapable suffering, where each successive exit meant only more imprisonment. My worst nightmares about about opening a door only to find myself in the same aluminum cell, over and over. Why had Ixyl brought me here: to be with me in the end? to ensure my journey over? Was she bound up in the same fate or my deliverer or my deliverance. The room started to vibrate, and I looked at Ixyl, she was sitting watching me with scared eyes. I kissed her. She asked what I was doing, she said "You have a girlfriend." I gestured at the churning noises, I asked what she thought came next. She said, "Spendy, that's the washer machines."
Acceptance at this point creates a lull. Wait here.
The mind billows and pools
Finds a level resting place
Expands
Into the space given it."
"And I have felt
A presence that disturbs me with the joy
Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And the round ocean and the living air,
And the blue sky, and in the mind of man:
A motion and a spirit, that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thought,
And rolls through all things. "
As we exited the park, Ixyl morphed in front of my eyes; her whole being was unstable; she switched faces and clothes by the second, each smoothly becoming the next. I understood her as not a specific person, but as every woman simultaneous. I entered the apartment building alone and with everyone at once.
I came to understand that the room in which I was now seated, Ixyl's basement laundry, was a portal, a passageway between chambers, between other egg-sac worlds—each a cell in embedded wheels I pictured as millions of people working their way inward from the outer zones to some inner circle of escape, transcendence, samsara, whatever. I came to understand that there were many stages and positions in this wheel, filled by many entities; that the world I had occupied was a world I was now, rapidly, being sucked out of. I could not tell whether I was moving outward or inward.
I came to understand that the outer egg-sac worlds involved intense, inescapable suffering, where each successive exit meant only more imprisonment. My worst nightmares about about opening a door only to find myself in the same aluminum cell, over and over. Why had Ixyl brought me here: to be with me in the end? to ensure my journey over? Was she bound up in the same fate or my deliverer or my deliverance. The room started to vibrate, and I looked at Ixyl, she was sitting watching me with scared eyes. I kissed her. She asked what I was doing, she said "You have a girlfriend." I gestured at the churning noises, I asked what she thought came next. She said, "Spendy, that's the washer machines."
sus
Moderator
I felt like some kind of bug, with the combination of the white noise buzz, plus the insectoid visual distortions, plus the fact that I was laying down low on a floor mattress while looking up at several people who were standing tall around me. My visual perspective and depth perception was warped, my sense of time was completely dilated, and my tactile reaction time was off.
sus
Moderator
When I was walking I felt like I was badly maneuvering a low-budget android. Every step had a frame, so I couldn't know how weird I actually walked. I had to cross the street without a crosswalk, but because I had no depth perception I didn't know when it was safe to cross, considering there was a car driving up the street to my direction, so I waited until the street was completely clear of cars to cross it.
versh
Well-known member
It lasts longer if you do it while tripping.
You need to post the pics so people can see what the dentist looks like.
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