Age: 30
Weight: 150 lbs
Dosage: 175 mg intransal
Setting: At home. Late at
night.
[NOTE: This is an
extremely large dose! Don’t do this! The purpose of this report was to induce
an intense experience to analyze the full character of the drug. Casual
recreational use should not seek to replicate this. For dosage guidelines for
this compound I would recommend people start in the 10-20 mg range, as it is
certainly active down there. There is a long plateau on its effects past that,
but an experience similar to mine would probably manifest around 80-100mg for a
dissociative naïve user.]
They said it couldn’t be
done. O-PCP was always a fantasized about compound- a pretty obvious design,
mixing and matching components from some of the most popular dissociatives out
there. In the lab where I had worked it had been a fabled puzzle, a tricky and
fickle synthesis condemned to forever be a backburner project. It’s first
official appearance was on a patent by Gilgamesh
pharmaceuticals, as part of their vast swath of 2’-Oxo-Arylcyclohexylamines. We
struggled with synthesizing but my colleague devised a new route (publishing
pending) and successfully made it after some trial and error!
Enter 2025- It is being
offered from one of the world’s most prominent ACH labs. I do not know their
synthetic route but they seem to have locked down a process to produce it in
great bulk. The miracles of modern science and engineering! The batch that
entered the world curiously and unfortunately took on a contaminant that made
it smell and taste exactly like garlic powder. Running NMR, I was never able to
puzzle out the specific contaminant. It was suspected DMSO but there wasn’t any
noticeable contamination from that. The lab lost access to GCMS so I wasn’t
able to try and puzzle it out that way. A shame. But O-PCP does not inherently
have a garlicy odor, a reference sample my colleague synthesized and tested as
analytically pure did not bear it. Recrystallizing in ethanol did largely
remove the odor.
Garlic flavors aside, this
is a very odd compound. I would liken it most to MXPr- fairly lackluster on its
own but it really shines in combination with other compounds. I would define it
primarily by stillness- it is a static dissociation, most it does is rain
dissociative energy down around oneself in a perfect square at a steady rate,
every drop falling at a perfect 90 degree angle to the floor. Alone, it is a
dull, metallic, front of the head sort of dissociation, something there but a hint
of something more to come out later, but then it never comes. I can feel it a
bit in my extremities, I can feel it in my heavy and disproportionate head, but
there is no rush or compulsion after that. This drug does not lend itself to
rushes or compulsions, not to desires to drives. It just sits there, perfectly
still, legs crossed. Perhaps a little bit of mania is flitting through my mind
at this time too.
When combined however, it
glows and blossoms and comes alive, a golden warm flower that latches on to any
experience to offer a rich, heavy, bright, energetic, vibrant dissociation- a
veritable rainbow furnace of warm burning gravitous energy. It adds a pleasant
meldable depth to anything else- opioids, alcohol, benzos, other GABAergics-
but particularly gabapentanoids (pregabalin, gabapentin) and other
dissociatives. This is an excellent mixer drug if you want a cynical swirling
sweeping dancing confident bright gold edge mixed into an experience with
appreciable dissociative heft and floppy pleasurable weight. It’s a pleasant
and unique body feel all around.
Sorry it took me so long
to report on this one, it’s been around since June. It was really hard to lock
down its exact nature and it took a lot of trials to reach a point where I
could confidently summarize it and address its multitudes. A lot of people have
written this one off as being boring or unfulfilling but I think there is a ton
of depth to it if used properly.
This report covers an
experience with an extremely high dose that is modulated by cannabis. This one
is also interesting in that it can present noticeable effects as low as 10-20
mg for some users. It can be pushed upwards pretty far and seems to plateau out
after a point in big doses. A 10-50 mg dose is a pleasant warm stimulating
threshold with a bit of mania. The 50-120 mg dose range feels generally the
same with the qualities described in this report. Beyond that it can be more
intense and unique. These doses must also account for my tolerance. The
disclaimer in the beginning has my notes on how one should navigate that.
T0:00- dose taken, stings a little, smells strongly of
garlic powder. Literal garlic powder.
T0:10- Feels like my head is inflating.
T0:15- Feeling more and more lightheaded, my head is
simultaneously heavy and floaty like it is being inflated, a bit of a
stimulating rushing undercurrent. Sensations are mostly focused on my forehead
above my eyes and behind my eyes. Sounds seem more staccato and abrasive and
jarring. Head feels heavy. I am watching king of the hill with my spouse and
reading about paint samples online. There is a little bit of a manic and
curious push that makes me want to read all of these mundane things. My spouse
notes I am slurring my speech and walking less steadily on my feet.
T0:45- I am alone now. The same sorts of dissociation have
been building, I am being cushioned on all sides by walls of static. I don’t
feel a compulsion towards any particular activity. I am still mostly
functional, I can read and type and get up and drink water. It’s a weird
buzzing in the background.
T1:23- There is a heavy dissociation focused on my head,
with my body mostly an afterthought. I still retain full motor skills. It still
just feels dull and distant. There’s something there but it feels caged in and
desaturated. I know how I can unleash the beast, so to speak- I take a large
hit of cannabis from my gravity bong.
After returning to my
room, the gears begin to turn into overdrive. I feel my fingertips going
completely numb, one joint at a time, each knuckle glowing standing hot bright
white and then blipping out to a still numbness. The open eyed visuals pulse
breaking the world into a mosaic of interlocking cells- every object in my
surroundings collapses and is divided into a various rectangular zones defined
along lines of contrast, that pulse with golden and orange metallic flashes.
These are all arranged and interlocked and encapsulating my field of vision, it
is almost a vision with compound eyes, each cell a still, solid rectangle. The
borders of these cells flow with gold and raspberry twine colors. Bright and
energetic. Everything is drifting. Everything is adorned in gold, I am a stoic
and still King Midas, gilding the spaces before me.
I seek to enter a hole, I plug in my headphones and listen
to some chiptune- Supergalactic by IAYD. Lots of satisfying beeps and bops to
play off the golden reflected light. I lay down on my couch and can feel my
body go numb, turn to metal with chipped red paint, and lay still, and still
and still.
The hole was beautiful, it was smooth, everything felt
metallic tinged and there were neon pulses of every warm color, particularly
those oranges and deep golden yellows. One notable thing though was there was
no motion- many times in a hole with music as a synesthetic experience, I can
feel sensations of my body being pushed, pulled, flipped, floated, spun etc; in
response to these internal hallucinated projections. There was no such feeling
with this one. I was a still body. I didn’t feel my body, I had no
proprioception, but everything was still. I was just bathing in a pool of
liquid gold, the surface a mirror pulled taught by immense surface tension that
threatens to crack at any moment, sending off golden fireworks to the sky.
There were no compulsions in virtual motion in this space, there were no pull
or directions or flights, no push or pulse, just me, still, the inner world of
the hole happening around me. It was bizarre to feel after a point. It is a
golden lazy river.
I am fully lucid and able to think clearly. The headspace is
one of energized mania. As the gilded scenes dance around me I am fantasizing,
I am fantasizing about the impact of my life, about how many people I have
affected over my life, over how I would navigate what feels like in inevitable
confrontation with the forces of the state. It’s all very solipsistic and self
indulgent. And even in its intensity it is still and muted, it’s a mania for
brainstorming, not a mania for acting. I don’t feel any compulsion to engage in
any activity or pursue any fantasy from my thoughts racing meditation session.
T2:00- The heavy physicality is starting to wear off at this
point. I right myself and just engage in reading stuff on my computer. I am reading
about George Stellar and his great cold northern expedition. I feel a lot of
manic energy, but it is just searing in my head, it is not like so many of my
familiar 3-MeO-substituted arylcyclohexylamines where the manic push runs downs
my nerves and my bones- here it is just confined to my head, confined to my forehead
and behind my eyes. Running in circles confined to a pen. The rest of the body
is still, dead still and quiet.
There are still bright golden and orange visuals pulsing in
cellular patterns as they were before. Everything is quiet and lingering. It’s
all neutral. There’s no drive to do or pursue anything, I am blank. No motion,
no compulsions.
T2:10- Reading about Slavic paganism, reading was difficult
before when I was coming up, it’s all more coherent now. Typical manic
dissociative comedown reading focus and intense curiosity and association.
T2:20- Extremities still almost completely numb, still a
tightness around my forehead, but otherwise I feel mostly normal. Not
particularly manic or stimulated anymore, just kinda there. I am tired and
bored.
T2:40- Pretty steadily coming down. Physical sensations are
fading.
T3:00- A bit of lingering stiffness behind my eyes. Maybe a
little bit of stimulation.
T4:00- Back to
baseline. Go to sleep.
Conclusion:
O-PCP is, at reasonable doses, very boring on its own. It reminds me of MXPr in
that regard. It sits in the background, it doesn’t assert itself. It needs
friends to be brought out of its shell. I have loved this drug purely as a
mixer. It mixes beautifully with pregabalin. It mixes beautifully with manic
stimulating dissociatives. It blends wonderfully with ketamine. It’s cozy with
Carisoprodol or some oxys. Use it like a spice, to add heaviness and warm
bright visuals to an experience. There is a gently flowing motion of it like a
lazy river adorned with ornate golden floats that can seep into other
experiences. It’s good for just sitting still. I like it for playing strategy
games, it makes me feel more immersed. It might not be the most dancey but one
can always try. It is a really odd and very unique compound that has little of
its own definition, but a lot of heft when combined with other things.
