Two Seeing Eyes

Haha, get it?  Because 2c-i?

So, about a week ago I took some 2c-i.  I’m a little more experienced with psychedelics now, as I’ve done acid a few times, 2c-b, shrooms, salvia and 2c-i once before.  This time, however, was MUCH different from the last time I did 2c-i.  The last time I did 2c-i, I took about 20mg, and experienced very subtle visuals, a heavy body load and almost no alteration of thought process.  The most intense the visuals got were that patterns seemed to be flowering outwards, and spiralling around.  Other than that, there wasn’t really much worth noting, except the duration, which was about 6-8 hours.  The 2c-i this time, however, was from a different source, and I took 25mg instead of 20.

T + 0:00

2c-i is ingested around 2pm, inside my friend’s house.  There are 8 of us at this point, I will refer to each of them by a letter in their name from now on.  The people involved were myself, E, B, P, K, T, R and U.  E, B, P, K, T and I all took our 2c-i at the same time, but R and U had to go somewhere, and would be taking theirs a bit later.  The 2c-i went down pretty smoothly, but I took some gravol at this point just to eliminate any possible nausea that might happen later.

T + 0:40

Starting to feel something.  My body feels heavy, and colours seem slightly brighter.  No sign of visuals or mind-alteration yet, but I can tell that it’s coming.  At this point, I’m still expecting not much more than what happened last time on 2c-i, but man, was I ever wrong about that.  We decide to go wander around the forest in the backyard to kill some time while waiting for it to come up.  R and U leave, and are coming back later in the day.  We walk in a direction for about an hour, talking and laughing and having a good time, but I’m still not really getting much from the 2c-i, other than a slight body load and some brighter colours, which might’ve just been from the weed I had smoked earlier.

T + 2:20

4:20!!!  

Woooooo.

We’ve been wandering through the forest for some time now.  Everybody else is already tripping (or so they said), but I still wasn’t really feeling much yet.  It’s 4:20, so we smoke a small bowl to celebrate.  This bowl seemed to be the kicker that made me start to trip.  I’m starting to see mild visuals now, somewhat like the last time I did 2c-i.  Looking at the snow beneath me, there seemed to be waves moving across it, and parts of it were expanding while some parts contracted.  The bark of trees seemed much more “earthy” than usual, and whenever I touch them, I felt somewhat connected with them.  We decide that it’s time to head back to the house, as we’re getting pretty cold and we don’t want to end up getting lost in the forest and tripping really hard.

Walking back felt amazing.  I always find the movement of objects in 3 dimensions very interesting to watch when I’m on psychedelics, especially trees, because they’re so intricate and detailed, and without any leaves on them you can really see every little detail of the tree.  This is mostly a body trip for me at this point.  My legs feel like they aren’t really there, and I’m just floating along down the path.  There are still some mild visuals when I stare at one thing for a long time without moving, but as long as I’m moving, there seems to be no difference other than the enhancement of colours.

T + 3:30?

I’m not sure exactly what time we got back to the house, but when we did, we sat at a bench that was outside for a little while.  This was when the visuals started getting really intense for me.  The entire bench was covered in fractal patterns, and was entirely yellow.  I didn’t really think much of it, until it started changing colours.  First, it slowly faded into red, and then purple, and then back to yellow.  It seemed like it was pulsating into all these different colours, all the while with fractals moving around the entire surface.  This was the first point that I stopped and realized “I’m tripping”.  It was also very hard for me to keep my head upright, and I found that I was swaying back and forth while sitting at the bench.  After a little bit, we got cold and decided to go inside.  We went into the basement and sat down and just relaxed. 

T + 4:00

I want to listen to music.  For some reason, I’ve never done it while on a psychedelic before.  I never really got the chance, because I either didn’t have my headphones, didn’t get a chance to relax, or entirely forgot that music even existed.  But this time, I was just lying down on a bed, and I had my music and my headphones, so I decided to give it a try.  I lay down on my back, close my eyes, put in my sound-blocking headphones and listen to this song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ylVRGttEW4 on full blast with the bass all the way up.

The song starts, and as it’s building up, reality ceases to exist.  I feel like I’m falling into an infinite blackness.  Suddenly a small, dark red diamond shape appears in the center of my vision (I’m assuming the dark red is due to the small amount of light that was getting through my closed eyelids).  Then, more and more of them appear as the song gets more intense, until my entire field of vision is covered by a checkerboard of dark red diamond shapes.  

I don't know what to put as the caption for this.

Then, suddenly, at the 0:55 mark, something happens.  A strong wave of euphoria rushes down my spine and through my entire body, and suddenly, I am awake.  It kinda felt like I was in a dream state, in that the real world around me didn’t exist anymore, and I was myself in this other existence that was only in my head.  I like to call this state that I was in “trip space”.   I was lying there, completely immobilized, yet fully aware of my existence in trip space.  I’m looking at this checkerboard of dark red diamonds that’s in front of me, and it appears to be a thick glass ceiling that’s directly above me, blocking me from moving or going anywhere.  Then suddenly, one of the diamonds changes.  It opens up, revealing a bright blue and green eye.  Then another one opens, and another one.  All of the diamonds are just closed eyes, and they all randomly open and close, with about 6 or 7 of them being open at a time.  They’re all bright blue and green eyes, and they don’t appear to be looking at anything in particular, they’re just staring blankly forward.  Then, I start to see some movement on the other side of the thick glass barrier.  Shadows of huge figures are walking on top of it.  They look like very tall, lanky golem-like people, with a body shape similar to that of the gingerbread man character from Time Splitters.

This is the only picture of him I could find.

They seem to be walking in some sort of formation, like a large army of them marching forward to the beat of the song.  This kept going on until the very end of the song.  At the 4:20 (lol) mark, when the music stops, they stop walking, and all the eyes close.  All that’s left is the checkerboard from before, which morphs around for a bit, until the very last note at 4:34, when everything disappears.  It looks kinda like an old TV shutting off, and then suddenly everything is black and silent again, and I leave trip space.  I open my eyes and take out the headphones, and all I can say at this point is “holy shit, that was intense”.  It’s pretty much impossible to describe anything that happens on a trip while still tripping.

The rest of the night is pretty much a blur to me, because we spent the entire time just in the basement, and there were really no landmark events that were memorable.  For most of the night, I was confined to sitting/lying down on the bed, because the body load was just too much for me to even stand up, unless it was really necessary.  Visuals are mild for most of the trip, aside from patterns morphing and colours of things changing slightly. K and P both leave pretty early, and R and U come back at about T + 6:00, having taken their 2c-i about an hour prior.

T + 12:00

Something’s wrong.  It should be over by now, but it’s not.  Usually at this point with any phenethylamine, the trip is over, and anything that’s left is just residual effects that remain until I sleep.  But for some reason, the peak was just ending at this point, and I was just starting to come down.  Everybody else experienced the same thing, so maybe this 2c-i was just really potent.  Myself, E, T and another one of our friends who came later (H), decide to go outside for a bit and smoke some weed and a cigar to relax a bit, and it feels amazing.  I don’t even feel the smoke in my mouth, throat or lungs, I can just taste it, and it tastes so good.  After a while, we get pretty cold just standing outside, so we decide to go back in and try to get some sleep.  B and T also went home at this point.

T + 13:00

Sleep is impossible.  I close my eyes, and I see brighter colours than when they’re open.  Bright green and blue patterns are moving around everywhere, no matter what I do.  I can’t keep my eyes closed for more than a few minutes, and my body suddenly feels very energetic.  After a while, I just give up on trying to sleep, and just laid there and enjoyed it.

T + 16:00

Finally, I’m in a state that I would call “sober”, but it’s still impossible to sleep, so I just lay there thinking about what happened, and at least try to rest my body because I have to play a show with my band later in the day.  I go home at around T + 20:00, and when I get home, I can finally sleep (somewhat).  I sleep for about 3 hours, then go to the show, which I ended up playing perfectly, despite getting almost no sleep, and still feeling residual effects from the 2c-i.

T + 32:00

I smoke some weed after the show, and I can definitely feel the 2c-i again.  My body feels heavy, which might just be because I was really stoned and tired, but while I was waiting for the bus, I was looking at the ground, and I could still see waves moving along it, and the patterns shifting slightly.

Overall thoughts:
Fun as fuck.  Even though it lasted much longer than it was supposed to, I thoroughly enjoyed it.  Everybody had a pretty similar experience to mine, except for R, who had a pretty adverse reaction to the 2c-i.  R is a really smart guy, and he hasn’t done any drugs at all until pretty recently, he started smoking weed, and then started dabbling in psychedelics.  I don’t know if it’s because he’s so smart, or because he’s not really used to being in an altered state of mind, or maybe there’s actually some sort of physical reaction with something in his body, but whenever he does psychedelics, they seem to completely break his mind.  For a good 8 hours after taking his 2c-i, he was completely immobilized.  He didn’t move at all, and whenever someone said his name or tried to talk to him, he just stared blankly and couldn’t respond.  After a while, he started talking sporadically, but nothing he said made sense.  All he ever said was random combinations of the following:

-          Boner

-          Too legit to quit

-          One

-          Alphabet

-          Cold

-          4chan

-          Mortal Kombat

I have no idea what was going on in his mind, but it must have been spectacular.  At about T + 8:00 for him, he suddenly got up, took his pants off and started humping the floor.  The following is a conversation of texts between myself and B (who had left at this point):

As for the 2c-i, it was a really heavy body load, cool but mild visuals compared to shrooms or acid, and much less of a mindfuck than shrooms or acid.  It’s definitely an easy drug to start out on, but the body load is intense, so don’t plan to do much physical activity while on it.  Overall, the experience was pretty grate.

Stumbling Into The Fractal Universe

Alright, so I know this is long overdue, but here it is.  The main reason I didn’t write about this sooner is because I had no idea how to put most of it into words.  I still don’t really, but I’m gonna do the best I can.  This is by far the most intense experience I’ve ever had with anything.  I did it with 4 other people, who I’ll refer to by the first letter of their names: P, B, M and A

So, it’s after prom.  Everybody just got back, and we’re at an afterparty of sorts.  Normal people have to go to school/work the next day, but we don’t.  It’s the perfect time to drop a little acid and have some fun.  5 of us who are doing acid leave the party to go to a park.  This is my 3^rd time taking acid, so I down my 2 tabs confidently.  Little did I know, there was something different about this acid.  I don’t know if it was just ridiculously strong, or maybe there was something else in it (which I highly doubt, because there isn’t really anything else that can produce effects like that in such small doses).

T + 0:30h

We make our way to a graveyard to hang out for a bit.  The coming up seems a lot faster than usual, but I think nothing of it.  It’s only been half an hour and my body already feels like it’s melting into the earth.  I start getting really excited because I’ve never actually tripped at night before.  The entire graveyard shines gray from the full moon above, as I sit there, eager to start tripping.

T + 1:00h

We leave the graveyard, and start heading towards the park.  At this point, A says he has to leave (I don’t remember why).  We try telling him it’s not a good idea to be wandering the streets at night on acid, but he won’t listen, and he leaves.  He ended up being fine, the acid didn’t fully hit him until he got to where he was going.  2 seconds later, we’ve all completely forgotten that he existed.  I check the time, and it’s 2:00 am.  We continue walking and talking for what feels like HOURS, until somebody brings up “Does anybody even remember that A was with us earlier tonight?”  I look at my watch to see what time it is.  2:03.  This is gonna be a long night.  We slowly build up speed as we’re walking, without noticing at all until we’re almost at running speed.  At this point, I tell everyone that we should just start walking really slowly.  As soon as we did, time itself seemed to slow down.  Everybody started talking a lot softer and slower, and the entire world around us seemed to be moving slower too.  We make our way to a park, and sit down on some benches.  I take out a box of nerds (candy) that I have in my bag, and put some in my mouth.  It’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced.  I look up at the sky, and I see bright green and blue swirling fractal patterns everywhere.  

Imagine this, but everywhere.

My entire body felt ecstatic and energetic.  It was like I could feel the sweetness of the candy with every single one of my senses.  I couldn’t help myself from bursting out laughing.  It was like a whole other drug in itself!  We sat there for a while, passing around this box of nerds, each person taking some and putting in their mouth, and then laughing for a little while.  We must have been doing this for at least half an hour, or at least that’s what it felt like.  I look at my watch.  2:11.  God damn.

T + ?:?

Time loses all meaning.  

What the fuck is that shit anyway?

I would love to retell this part in chronological order, but I have no idea what order any of this happened in, or how long we stayed at any single place.  We’re in a park, but all I can see is 3 colours: orange from the streetlights, purple from the shadows, and dark green from the grass.  My entire field of vision is split into 3 equal parts, one of each colour, separated by fractal patterns.  These weren’t the pretty swirly fractals though, these looked more veiny and decrepit.  

The ugly kind of fractals.

They all met in the centre of my vision, and extended out past my peripherals.  However, the centre didn’t move with my head when I looked around.  When I would look up at the sky, or the trees and houses around me, I would see the orange.  Whenever I saw mostly orange, I felt really elated, and enjoyed being on acid.  When I looked down at the ground or my backpack in a dark area, my vision would fade to mostly dark purple.  These were the worst times of the trip.  Whenever this happened, all I wanted to do was go back to the orange.  The green just felt like a neutral ground to me, and the only time when I felt sane.  My body felt like it was part of the fractals I was seeing too.  

This was my arm.

Each limb felt like it was melting into the fractals that were everywhere around me, and folding into itself.  I could feel every single infinitely small particle in my body drifting through an empty void.  The sensation felt somewhat like drifting through cold, liquid cement, or some other kind of chunky, rough textured liquid.  Every few seconds, I would switch between the real world and this fractal existence.  There were times when I was able to catch a glimpse of what the park around me looks like, or who is around me, and times when all I could see was fractals, and I could barely even stand because I felt like I was constantly falling into the fractals.  All that can be heard is laughter and incomprehensible babbling from everyone, including myself.  As well as all of this, I was having some of the most intense memory loops I’ve ever had.  I want to check my phone, so I take off my backpack and open it up.  Then I forget why I opened it up.  I remember that I’m on acid.  Whoa, I’m just a guy in a park.  There are other people here?  HAHAHA, WE’RE JUST FOUR GUYS IN A PARK!  Wait, I have a backpack.  Why is it not on?  I put on my backpack, forgetting to close it.  Oh yeah, I wanted to check my phone!  I take off my backpack again.  Why is my backpack open?  I close it and put it back on, forgetting to check my phone.  WE’RE JUST FOUR GUYS IN A PARK!  This went on for pretty much the entire night.

On top of all of this, I couldn’t tell if I was hot or cold the entire night.  I was sweating profusely, and it was a pretty cold night, so the sweat made me really cold.  I put on my sweater, and suddenly I would feel uncomfortably hot.  I don’t think there was a single point in the entire night where my body was actually comfortable temperature-wise.  I kept taking off my sweater, then putting it back on, then taking it off again.  Whenever we would walk somewhere, I would fall behind because I had to open my bag to get or put away my sweater.  Whenever I started to fall behind, I would start seeing more and more purple, and everyone would start saying stuff like "What's up, dude?  Why are you falling behind?"  I don't know why, but I saw this as them thinking I was having a bad trip, which I knew would lead to one, so whenever this happened, I would quickly just start walking forward again, completely ignoring my backpack.  This resulted in me leaving my bag open a lot of times, and forgetting about stuff.

I realize that we’re in a park, and there’s lots of sand there.  I sit and stare at the sand for a while, and it’s lit up by bright fractals just like everything else.  The fractals are moving, it’s mesmerizing.  I want to touch it.  I bury my hand in the sand and start moving it around, and it’s the strangest thing I’ve ever felt.  It’s like my hands are digging through a million tiny particles of silk.  The sand feels smooth and almost liquid, but at the same time rough and dry. 

I don’t really know what happened for the rest of the night.  I don’t know if we relocated to any other parks, or if we just stayed in the same one all night.  I know we tried to play hackeysack at one point, and it was utterly impossible due to the inability to stand up for more than a few seconds, or remember what we were doing.

T + 5:00h

The sun begins to rise, and some semblance of reality is returning.  P leaves us at this point to get some sleep, and the rest of us just walk around for a bit.  I can finally see colours again!  At this point the trip drastically changes from complete insanity to at least some sort of clarity.  My thoughts are still all over the place, as I have no idea what just happened.   As the sun comes up over the horizon, I can finally feel warmth again.  So this is what it feels like!  It felt so amazing to remember what the real world was like, and also know that I just experienced that entire night, and survived it with my sanity still intact.  I can’t even begin to describe how great it felt to be alive at that moment.

T + 5:30h

After an entire night without eating any food, we’re all extremely hungry.  We go to the nearest 24h McDonalds to grab some food.  M goes up to the counter to order, and completely loses it.  All he says is “What the fuck is this?” and then starts laughing uncontrollably.  I ended up ordering food for both of us, and then we left as quickly as possible.  Eating was impossible.  My stomach feels like an empty void, or a black hole that’s pulling all my insides into it.  I keep trying to transfer the food from my mouth into my stomach, to fill up the void, but it just isn’t possible.  Whenever I try to swallow, my throat clenches up and most of the food ends up back in my mouth.  It was like trying to force too much sand into an hourglass at once.  At a certain point I just give up and decide to live with being hungry for a little while longer. 

We make our way to another park that’s near there, the whole way marvelling at all the people getting up early and doing work/preparing for their day, while we were just wandering the streets, tripping on acid.  It felt good to have no responsibilities at all.  When we get to the park, we just lay down in a field for at least 2 hours, talking and watching people exercising and doing tai chi or whatever in the park.

One guy was doing it so hardcore.

T + 8:00h

After going back to one of the parks we went to in the night to get my watch that I left there, we go back to the party that we were at the night before.  Everybody is still asleep, and the few people who are awake are either hung over, really stoned or just tired.  At this point the acid has worn itself down into a little more than a weed high.  Since we didn’t really get a chance to party with anyone who was there, we go out into the backyard to smoke a blunt with a few of them.  Smoking weed felt really calming and relaxing, as it usually does while on psychedelics.  After we finish the blunt, we all go back into the house.  Everybody who wasn’t on acid is saying how they’re incredibly stoned from that blunt, but I don’t really feel any sort of increase in my high after smoking it.  The only thing that blunt really did for me was make me extremely hungry.  The host of the party makes us the most disgusting peanut butter sandwiches I’ve ever seen in my life.  They’re even harder to eat than the McDonalds, so I just give up, even though I’m fucking starving.

T + 12:00h

I attempt at sleep, but it’s still impossible at this point.  Whenever I laid still for a long period of time, I would start to get the same feeling of my arms and hands being fractals, except a lot warmer and more uncomfortable.  I decide it’s not worth trying to sleep now, and since I’m feeling no more than a heavy weed high at this point, I’m fine to just go home.  When I get home, my mom is there, but I’m in a sober enough state of mind to still talk to her and be alright.  I stayed up probably another 10 or so hours before passing out from exhaustion.

I still have no idea what to think about this trip, but writing it down has definitely given me more understanding and insight into what happened.

A Deluxe Mindfuck, With A Side Of Visuals

This is a story I wrote about a time I did 2c-b a few months ago

First, I’ll start off with some background information.  I’m fairly new to psychedelics. I’ve done acid and salvia a few times, as well as 2c-b once before, but it was a really small dose and didn’t do much for me.  The previous time I took 2c-b, I had only 1 pill of an indeterminate amount (most likely 10mg).  Since that did barely anything for me, I decided that this time I would start with 2 pills, and a couple hours later, take a 3^rd one if I felt it necessary.  I did it with a few other people, and I’ll refer to them by the first letter in their name: B, P, E and K.  We decided that a good place to start our trip would be a big forest near my house, on some rocks by a river and a cliff.

T + 0:00h

Pills are taken at around 3:30 pm.  Anticipation starts to build up, and we smoke a little bit of weed just to get relaxed and prepare for what was to come.  For the first 2 hours, nothing much was happening.  I felt a very weak high, most likely just from the weed, and a strong feeling of anticipation.  I kept thinking to myself, “this isn’t it, but I can tell that it’s coming.” P, E and K all say that they are already tripping after about an hour, and P is constantly laughing, as is usual for him when on psychedelics.  B and I, however, aren’t really feeling anything at this point

T + 2:00h

Starting to feel something.  Patterns on the rocks seem a lot more interesting than they did before, as I found myself staring at them in silence for extended periods of time.  However, there were still no visuals, and I wasn’t really feeling any sort of psychedelic effects in my mind or body.  We decide it’s a good time to take our 3^rd pills.  We swallow them down, I eat a little bit of food because I was feeling a little hungry, and I knew it would be hard to eat later.

T + 2:20h

BAM.  All of a sudden, 20 minutes after taking the 3^rd pill, the high hits me in the face like a cement truck made out of shovels that are made out of knives.  One second, I’m staring at the rock in front of me, the next, everything is swirling around this one point in the center of my vision.  Everything started to fade into shades of pink and green, and seemed to be orbiting around a single point in weird squiggly zigzag patterns that seemed really stereotypical of “psychedelic” or “trippy” art.  

Kinda like this, but not as vivid and with green instead of white.

There was an infinitely small point, like a black hole in the center of my vision, absorbing everything that I could see.  At first, it was just my vision that was affected, but then it started to seem like people’s voices and laughter around me were orbiting around this black hole too, slowly getting sucked into it.  I looked down at my legs, and they started to get pulled into the black hole as well.  I could feel my entire body getting sucked in, and it felt like my thoughts and everything I knew was going with it.  Suddenly I look up at the sky, and it’s all gone.  I can see everything around me perfectly fine again, and everything’s back to normal.  “Well that was crazy” I thought to myself, not bothering to tell anybody about it because I didn’t think I would be able to explain it in any sort of way that they would understand.

After this sudden burst of intensity, I started to settle into a more comfortable high.  The feeling in my head was very close to that of acid, but not as overwhelming and powerful.  It was similar in that I was having constant memory loops, remembering the same things over and over again, and all of my thoughts seemed to have a lot more significance.  However, my body felt much more comfortable than it ever does on acid or any other psychedelics.  It seemed that no matter what position I was in, it was the most comfortable position ever.  Even though it was cold out and I was still pretty hungry, I had this warm feeling of comfort throughout my entire body.  Another thing that was noticeably different from acid was the visuals.  Open and closed eye visuals were very intense for the first little while.  Whenever I stared at something for a while, it seemed to shift perspectives.  The cliff in front of me got steeper and shallower over and over as I stared at it, and everything seemed to be moving in waves.  It was as if everything I was looking at was just a reflection of itself in a pond, and I had just thrown a rock in said pond.  When I closed my eyes, I saw some of the brightest and most detailed closed eye visuals I’ve ever seen.  I saw 3D shapes moving around and rotating, glowing white, purple, yellow, every colour of the rainbow.  It was almost as if everything was brighter when I closed my eyes than when they were open.

T + 4:00h

We decide it’s time to leave this place, and walk around through the forest for a while.  Since it was the beginning of autumn, the forest had lots of bright colours everywhere, that seemed to glow much more intensely than usual.  The bright yellow and red leaves seemed to emanate a glowing warmth that I could feel through my whole body when I looked at them.  Everything looked so alive and beautiful.  I’d never seen a forest in the way that I did that day.

As we were walking, I decided to think about thinking.  Just the concept of thinking and remembering things absolutely blew my mind.  Whenever I remembered something, I would get this warm fuzzy feeling inside my head, and it made me feel so good.  I definitely felt a lot more clear-headed on 2c-b than on any other psychedelic.  I felt like I could still have logical thought processes, and the things I would think about actually made sense.  Communicating was still pretty difficult, but in my head I felt fine.  Knowledge felt extremely powerful.  Even just knowing simple things like what my cell phone was, or where I was going made me feel so good.

T + 4:30h

Human interaction.  Always one of the hardest things to deal with while on any psychedelic, especially interacting with people who aren’t in the same or similar mindsets as you, or don’t know that you are. As we’re walking down the path, we see a man running in the opposite direction, coming towards us.  At this point, we do possibly the worst thing we could’ve done in this situation.  I don’t even know why, but when we saw him coming, we all just stopped walking and moved to the side of the path in complete silence.  We stood there and waited for him to pass, and after he did, we just kept walking and started talking again.  Nobody had any idea why we just did that.  A similar awkwardness occurs again when we see another man just standing near the side of the path, admiring nature.  We all started talking quietly to each other about what we should do when we passed him.  It was fairly obvious that he could hear us, because he looked back at us, and then purposely tried to ignore us afterwards.  We all felt incredibly stupid after these two encounters.

T + 5:00h

It’s getting dark now.  The forest gets creepier and creepier as time goes on, to the point that it’s almost completely pitch black.  We kept walking until we got to a place that was completely covered by trees, and completely black.  At this point, I started to have visuals that were very similar to the closed-eye ones.  I saw a row of bright yellow arches, like the ones on those old fashioned concrete bridges.  On top of that was another, smaller row of arches, and on top of that a smaller one, and so on.  They all looked like they were scrolling to the left at different speeds.  

Holy shit, I can't believe i actually found a picture of this.

At this point, I realized it probably isn’t a good idea to be on 2c-b in the middle of a dark forest, so we made our way back up to the street.  I sat on a bench that faced into the forest and closed my eyes, and then I was a car.  I was racing along a bright orange track, and there were a bunch of other cars on the track with me that were glowing different colours.  This only lasted a few seconds, however, since I heard B talking about how his bike was broken behind me.  I went and helped him with his bike, and then we made our way to go get some food.

T + 6:00h

Now came the biggest challenge of the entire night: ordering food.  I made my order as simple as possible to avoid having to talk to the cashier for too long.  Eating was nearly impossible, as it usually is for me on any psychedelic.  I don’t know why, but whenever I’m tripping, swallowing is damn near impossible.  It felt like my stomach was an empty void, and I had what I needed to fill it in my mouth, but I couldn’t get it to go from one to the other.  My throat wasn’t dry or anything, it just felt like it was completely closed off.  I had to chew every bite for what seemed like an eternity, and the only way I could swallow was if I washed it down with water.  Halfway through my meal I just gave up and packed it away for later.  P didn’t seem to have any problems with eating, he scarfed down his entire meal in the time it took everyone else to get through about a quarter of it.

T + 7:30h

Effects are slowly wearing off now.  We made our way to a park and sat down at a bench for a while.  While we were there, we smoked a little more weed and just chilled.  Most of the effects of the 2c-b were gone now, my mind and body were returning back to normal, but some of the visual effects were still prominent.  I could still see some trails behind my arms when I moved them around, as well as some closed-eye visuals, but definitely not as bright and defined as they were before.  When we left the park a couple hours later, all the effects were completely gone and all that was left was the high from the weed, and memories of all the feelings I had earlier just resonating through my head.

Overall Thoughts:

2c-b is a very fun and enjoyable drug.  It provides the same “tripping” feeling as acid, but it’s not as forceful, and it lets you enjoy the trip however you want to.  It also gives a really pleasant body tripping feeling, unlike the sometimes uncomfortable feeling of acid.  Also, if you enjoy laughing while on psychedelics, then 2c-b is a good choice.  Lots of uncontrollable laughter occurred throughout the entire night, especially from P, B and myself.  I’d definitely recommend 2c-b as a starting drug to anybody who isn’t very experienced with psychedelics, as it’s a lot easier to handle than most other drugs, and is a lot less forceful than acid or (from what I’ve heard) MDMA.