2C-P + Mushrooms

Age: 18

Weight: 130 lbs

Dosage: 8 mg 2C-P oral in gel cap, 3.5 g Mushrooms oral
Setting: Around Temple's campus and nearby area

t0:00-consumed 8mg of 2c-p and 3.5 grams of psilocybin mushrooms with orange juice at 4:30 PM

t1:00-No effects noted really. Somewhat confused that neither drug has kicked in yet.

t2:00-Feeling very drowsy from general lack of sleep. Mild feeling of being "high", but no strong effects of either drug noted yet.

t2:30-Very mild visuals. I feel like I have to force them- they only come out when I look at something long enough, and even then I begin to wonder if that's just placebo effect. I begin feeling very disappointed beleiving that I was sold fake or weak mushrooms.

t3:00-I sort of doze off and fall asleep, but I kind of have strange CEV's where realistic situations are played out before me. I honestly do not know if I was dreaming or tripping at this point in time.

t3:30-The effects of the 2c-p are beginning to be felt in full now. I am feeling stimulated and I am shaking and uncomfortable. Sleep is no longer possible, and CEV's are very marked at this point. OEV's are still very weak as a low dose of 2c-p tends to be, but I am glad that at least one of the drugs has kicked in, though I am still disappointed by the mushrooms.

t4:00-I get invited to go out and smoke some weed. I have never smoked weed with 2c-p, so I hope to see if it will relieve some of the body load.

t4:30-Notice the trip is gradually getting stronger. Though it is night time, the light cast on the trees on campus is colorful and colorful patterns overlay surfaces. I smoke some weed.

t4:50-WOW. Its like I was punched in the face! The shrooms hit me like a dam broke. My field of vision becomes consumed by breathing visuals, fractals, tracers, and rainbow ghost images and halos surrounding every light. I feel completely elated that the mushrooms were successful after all. My mood is explosively good and I feel like nothing can bring me down. I am still shaking a ton as is typical of phens for me, but I don't feel uncomfortable like I usually am with phens.

t5:00-I move to a more secluded spot. I close my eyes and sink into the trip. The sounds echoing in the main square of campus meld together and trail off into a giant psychedelic sound orgy. My body sinks into my chair and slowly begins to go numb and fall away as my world collapses to the auditory and visual hallucinations. I am alone at this point for a while, at least until some more friends come and I snap out of my trance. Their faces are warping and melding and very colorful. I am processing thoughts pretty lucidly and normally at this point. I simply feel good vibes and waves of euphoria and happiness coming from the people in the group and I feed off of them to feel happiness of my own. I would say this is the peak-I am definitely not capable of normal human interaction at this point.

t5:30-I smoked a lot more. My body feels disproportionate-my limbs feel shorter than they actually are, and at one point I lose track of where my legs are and have to frantically feel them out with my hands. Everyone around me is talking and laughing and I can barely understand any of it as their voices are all echoing and trailing off. Each movement each person makes leaves a long string of rainbow tracers and ghost images. Everything is disproportionate and paved by colorful breathing patterns. Everyone else in the circle is too high to move as we have smoked a large amount of very high quality weed. Everyone is enjoying their drug experience, melting into their chairs and laughing. The sky brightens above me

and the edges of the clouds trail off into flashing fractals.Body load cannot even be noticed now. Good vibes all around.

t6:00-Everyone has a bad case of the munchies. I feel a little nauseous, and even if I didn't I wouldn't have any appetite anyway. We all get up and walk to a fast food restaurant. The walk there was through large groups of people and though disorienting, It wasn't particularly terrifying, but whimsical. Everything seemed whimsical and jovial on this trip, it really is a fun combination.

t6:15-We arrive at the fast food place. I sit on the side while everyone else gets in line. Some people try to talk to me but I can't understand them because their voices are echoing so much. The tiles on the floor are elevating to different levels like some MC Escher drawing. The space feels oppressive but warm and comfortable. I feel a tad bit of paranoia at all the random people walking in and out but begin to process that I am just a blip on their radars and that they aren't paying much attention to me. This brings me relief and comfort.

t7:00-We leave the restaraunt and go back to hang out in the main area of campus. At this point the visuals are no longer overwhelming, as are the auditory effects. I feel much clearer of mind at this point too.

t8:00-We have been hanging around for about an hour now. I feel as if the mushrooms have already worn off. I still have some of the swirling visuals and fractals that mushrooms present to me, but I feel like  I am predominantly feeling the effects of the 2c-p now- a bleak emptiness coupled with shaking and mild pattern and color based visuals.

t11:00-I decide to head back to my dorm after a long long time of just hanging out, playing games and messing around. At this point I still feel "high", but not debilitatingly so. I am definitely not sober but very lucid. I feel uninhibited and confident and euphoric. Visuals are very mind at this point, just light patterns and breathing and some color shifts/rainbows.

t15:00-At this point I am just feeling worn and exhausted. The 2c-p has worn off enough to let me sleep, and the visuals are pretty much gone now. I still feel a bit "high". Sleep comes quickly and deep- I don't wake up at all until 3:00 PM the next day. I felt tired and worn out all next day, but generally happy.

In retrospect, This is an awesome combo.  For a short while the effects of both drugs mix and compliment each other in a powerful and beautiful combination that leaves you with strong visuals and a wonderful emotional and mental headspace thats great for both introspection and socializing. As it winds down and the mushrooms lose their strength, you still get the effects of the long lasting 2c-p to pull the trip out for a long night of socializing or other tripping activities.

2C-P

Age: 18
Body weight: 130 lbs
Dosage: 16mg 2C-P, oral in gel cap
Setting: My dorm room mostly

t0:00-ingest 2 capsules each containing 8mg of 2C-P.

t0:30-Begin to feel a bit amped up and very stimulated. Shaking violently, starting to feel cold. Visuals are very subtle at this point but somewhat noticeable with everything looking more colorful.

t1:00-Shaking harder. Feeling colder. Energy courses through my muscles, I need to stand up and pace my room to let it out. My guts begin to rumble and roll as the stomach discomfort and nausea starts to set in. Nothing can prepare me for how this is about to go. Mentally I am feeling very high. It's been a shit week so I can't say it's brought me to feeling euphoric, but I don't feel completely shitty which is nice. I guess I feel hopeful for how this trip will go. Visuals picking up in the form of breathing and fractal patterns on my ceiling. Lights are emitting rainbows.

t2:00-uh oh uh oh uh oh. I am literally shaking so hard its difficult to type. I feel utterly nauseated with a piercing ache in my abdomen. It feels like tiny insects made of razorblades are pulsing through my muscles. I feel frigid. I am shivering violently while also experiencing intense tremors. No position I can put my body in feels remotely comfortable. The mere concept of being in the same position for more than 30 seconds is horrific to imagine. I must constantly be in motion, I must constantly be letting off all the explosive energy pent up inside me, electrocuting my muscles like a supercell storm and stimulating me beyond any imaginable level of comfort.

I am pacing the room, plopping myself onto my bed, getting up, sitting by my computer,  getting up again, cycling and cycling. All I can think is "what did I do to my body". The visuals grow ever stronger, with the world around me shaking and leaving rainbow tracers. Everything is vibrating and giving off forcefields of color. Any surface with a pattern begins to mirror itself and reflect upon itself.

t2:30-The sheer power of this trip has fortunately managed to overwhelm the heavy heavy body load. I finally manage to lie still, curled up under blankets. Every sound around me is an echoing psychedelic mess. I close my eyes under my covers and my world explodes with 3 dimensional closed eye visuals. I can feel my body liquefy and fall away as my mind drifts off. My thoughts race and unfold like fern fronds, gracefully spiralling and dancing away into oblivion. One thought leads to another, and another, and they all beautifully bloom into the next one. Suddenly I realize that I have drifted off. The entire flowing structure of thought processes collapses as I jerk myself back into reality. I open my eyes. The ceiling is an abyss of swirling fractals and forms and faces made of dancing and swirling fractals. Every object in the room loses its defined edges as I stand up. Every boundary of my vision is spiraling away into infinity. I sit down at the computer and slowly regain lucidity.

t2:45-I get back on my bed. I fade into psychedelic oblivion again. My blanket becomes a grand warm bear that cuddles me and curls up around me to calm my frigid shaking. I feel safe, but its a strange kind of comfort, like I am being safely kept in dangerous hands. Something volatile has decided to be merciful to me. As I drift away from the corporeal world into darkness, I am addressed by a booming voice, from what I can deduce it is the voice of this grand bear of my mind. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING". What followed was a conversation between my nervous awkward self and some sort of figure of grand authority and overbearing power. My timidity, self loathing, and awkwardness were put on trial in great contrast to the authoritative confidence and self assuredness of this booming voice. Sadly, I cannot remember much of the conversation. I wish I wrote down what I had been told, perhaps it could've been useful to me.

t3:00-I snap myself back into reality. I am still cold, still shaking, still very uncomfortable. But I feel comfort and warmth in the power of this trip and the swirling chaotic fractal world around me. I fade in and out of lucidity and corporeality a few more times, but these times I just disappear from the world and sit alone in an abyss, alone with surreal psychedelic trivial thoughts. Interestingly, I didn't feel my strange ascension over social interaction this trip. Usually, socializing is rendered impossible because I become mortally afraid of the sheer triviality of every interaction-everything just seems too ridiculous to do or interact with. But this time I feel fully immersed in the world, on the same humble level of everything.

t3:30-I kick back and watch the anime Akira. I figure focusing all of my senses on something will draw my mind away from the body load. The entirety of the movie, my brother tries to talk to me about sports. I'm not into sports. I try to humor him and in the end it creates for a really interesting interaction. We don't talk extremely often and I feel like I'm not extremely close to him, just like the rest of my family. It feels tragic that I cannot relate to him on this. We are separated and this is just another degree of separation that he is trying to bridge, but it is simply being rejected on my side. I feel so guilty for not being there to share his interests and grow closer.

t5:00-The movie is still going when my roommate and friends come back. I try to keep my calm amongst other people. The night unfolds as a series of social interactions draw my attention away from the trip. For the next 5 or so hours I am still seeing swirling forms and breathing patterns over things. I am not shaking violently and I am not feeling as cold or uncomfortable. My channels of thought are clear, allowing for easy and fluid social interaction. I feel confident and happy.

t11:00-Everyone else has gone to bed. The past 6 hours have been glowing and comfortable and happy social interactions. My body has calmed down at this point, but for the life of me I cannot sleep. Visuals are barely there. I still feel "high"-my attention gets dragged in every direction and my thoughts race, often focusing on whatever randomly catches my attention. I feel so completely and utterly awake and I cannot sleep.

t17:00-I finally feel tired enough to sleep. I go and do that.

25c-NBOMe

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Age: 18
Weight: 135 lbs

Dosage: 1000 ug (1 tab)

Setting: Dark bedroom

2:36 AM

T0:00-Tab is extremely bitter and tastes like gross chemicals. Extremely unpleasant. Makes my tongue very numb.

T0:30-Starting to feel "high", feeling lightheaded and dazed. Slight visuals in the form of a barely noticeable colorful pattern overlayed on everything.

T0:40-Feeling very "high". Visuals are still the same level, feel like I've just smoked a ton. Feeling lightheaded, elated, happy, dazed, and having the same strange thought processes that weed gives me.

T0:45-Visuals starting to kick in harder. Things starting to breathe and vibrate. I feel like I'm vibrating and resonating with my surroundings. Even though I am in the dark, everything is very colorful. Any source of light has a rainbow halo around it. Everything light colored has a rainbow sheen. Dark objects begin to have blurry outlines and become very ambiguous in shape. Bruxism starts to kick in so I chew some gum.

T0:50-Visuals reaching full force. Fractals begin to fill my vision and overly everything. Every dark or uniform area of my room becomes filled with swirling fractals and mirrored repeating shapes. Tracers are very evident with every movement. Objects begin to change proportions, breathing, stretching, vibrating, warping, and swirling. My body feels like its being rocked back and forth like its on a boat. There is an owl made of fractals on my ceiling, staring down at me. THe rest of my ceiling has taken a grid shape that extends into infinity, each square of the grid filled with flashing spiraling shapes. Beams of light crisscross my ceiling, and random flashes of light are in the corners of my vision. These fractals don't feel "organic" but rather much mroe synthetic, with sharper angles and edges. My computer screen has fucked up proportions, with text warping and swirling, and all white space being filled with pulsating rings of rainbow colors.

T0:55-Huge flashing ghost images begin appearing all over my field of view. They look like rainbow colored holograms. Most notably are giant flying insects-hornets and wasps and beetles. They make me feel really happy and are flying in circles all around my room. These soon get replaced by huge armored figures standing in my room. THey are wearing impractically huge fantasy armor with lots of spikes and bells and whistles, stoically standing there and watching me. They aren't vivid or realistically colored, but rather are translucent and rainbow colored. Ghost images follow everything I look it, blurring my vision, but they eventually dissolve into spiraling swirling fractals and flashing colors. Very interesting effect. The breathing of everything gets more intense. I can literally feel my room breathing, I can feel hot moist breath on me. I feel very sweaty. The walls are breathing in and out. My room is a living thing and I am inside of it.

T1:00-My bedsheets have circles on them (not in this state, I mean that's the design on them). Looking at them, there are detailed human faces in each circle, each one looks hostile and is staring at me in some sort of unhappy manner. I don't really mind though, and I glare back at them. My computer keys are all changing in size and shape. The keyboard is lit up and rainbows are spiraling out of the light of each key, making typing hard but fascinating. Very little body load, extremely visual. Still feel like I'm on a boat/in a breathing entity. I try to stand up and realize I can't feel my legs. They feel cold and numb, but not like frozen numb, just numb like I've been sitting on them for a while. Walking is hard and I am having a hard time balancing. I sit back down, and feel immensly heavy. I feel like my insides are sloshing around like I am a water balloon. This wears off rather quickly though.

T1:10-I start to look at my mineral collection. They are all beautiful and emitting rainbows. The crystals are all mirrored and breathing and pulsating rainbows and fractals. I decide to get off my computer for about 15 minutes to really sink into the trip. I stand up and lie on my bed and stare at my ceiling and blast some music. Lights that look like comets and amorphous blobs blast across my ceiling and dance to the music. Spiraling flashing fractals extend into infinity as my ceiling becomes a field of various color and shapes. In front of this are a bunch of wasps and dragonflies flying around. I curl up like a dead bug and feel my limbs go numb. Am I dying? Doesn't matter, the world looks cool. I can see the room starting to fold up on itself, withering like me, the insects become more agitated and fly around faster. I unfold my limbs and feeling rushes back. The fractals in my ceiling become more colorful and begin to flash more excitedly and the insects fade away. I stand up and return to the computer.

T1:20-I'm starting to feel very hot and sweaty. It feels like a large warm wet animal is draped over me. I stand in front of my ac for a bit and feel the tingling cold breeze on my skin and it goes away. At this point I feel extremely happy and optimistic and have an elated sense of self worth, believing myself to be some sage or philosopher or some shit. I begin lecturing people on the internet about the power of positive thinking and happiness and I honestly can do nothing but smile. Things are still flashing and making ghost images and such. I've taken to just making inane observations and shouting them at people like they are grand epiphanies.

T1:30-I try playing Chivalry:Medieval warfare. It's extremely difficult. I give up pretty quickly.

T1:35-Visuals aren't as overwhelming anymore but are strong and consistent. There is reall ynothing new to report. For the next few hours, I am in pretty much the same state. The visuals are all the same and are of the same strength, as are the though processes and feeling of being high. Same fractals, same breathing, same vibrating, same pulsating, same lights and flashes and colors.

T2:20-I decide to go to the bathroom to get my cat. The bathroom tiles are all look like mirror images of themselves and are breathing and pulsing colors and faces which was pretty cool. Being in a new environment was nice and changed the nature of the hallucinations. I grab my cat and return to my room. He is soft and his fur is swirling and warping. I go on webcam with someone. my face is warping and shifting in proportions, like I'm looking at myself in a funhouse mirror.

T3:30-The peak is coming to an end. The visuals are becoming milder but I am in the same mental state. Nothing really special to note.

T5:00-Starting to pick up again oddly enough. The clouds outside are forming into clumps of letters, but I can't read them. Things are still breathing and swirling and warping, no more colors or fractals though.

T7:00-Clouds are beginning to return to normal, warping and swirling and shifts in proportion slowing down too. I try to sleep, its hopeless. Bruxism is very strong at this point and very annoying, as is the sweating.

T8:00-Finally manage to fall asleep. Trip can be considered officially over.

Mushrooms

(This is my first ever report be nice!!!)

Age: 17

Weight: 130 lbs

Dosage: 3.5 g

I ate the mushrooms at about 10:45 and washed them down with Monster energy. The others with me decided that we would go to a park to smoke some weed. I was hoping we would get back before they started kicking in. While we walked into the park I began to feel a bit of a body high. My limbs began feeling lighter, starting from my feet and radiating upwards. It eventually became a euphoric numbness that would pulsate throughout my entire body. We reached the point where we were going to smoke and I began feeling it in my head. At first it just felt like I was really high-a numb body and a strange visual perspective of the world. I decided to join my friends who had situated themselves in a tunnel under a bridge and hit the bong with them to ensure a punctuated experience.

            Suddenly it felt like my body was spaghetti-I could walk and stand but I would swerve about like a drunk. I managed to get out of the tunnel to my friend who didn't smoke and was sort of keeping watch. Things then kicked into high gear. The first thing I noticed were rainbow halos around every light, which eventually transformed to look like lens flares, but with rainbow colored tendrils extending out from them. Soon I began seeing flashes of light everywhere, like lightning in a cloud, but in the sky, in trees, and in the grass. This was followed by visible tracers whenever I moved my head, short lasting and rainbow colored. Everything began to be accompanied by a lingering prismatic ghost image, making the world look blurred. It was then that my entire vision was paved with tessellated fractals, a grid overlaying everything I saw that was pulsating with color. This whole time the sky was shifting from a deep purple to a dull red. I began experiencing pareidolia, seeing faces on every mottled surface, mostly Aztec and Inuit art looking faces, but also some angry looking faces in the bark of trees. They too were tessellated and nestled into every surface. At this point the trees began doing surreal things. One row of trees looked like the exact same tree copied, pasted, and mirrored over and over again. Another tree had transformed into the shape of a perfectly symmetrical snowflake. Others were bending and rippling and pulsating. Any light source was now radiating rainbows. At this point the sky was now being crossed by flashing rainbow wires and the psychedelic grid was replaced with tessellated colorful animal faces, most notably, bears.

            It was at that point my friends were finished smoking and we started walking back. My body ceased to exist and I felt like I was made of smoke. As we walked down the road, the road was swirling with flowing colors like a river, and my smoky body kept getting caught in it and drifting away. Now things began to take on the appearance of a mosaic, the world made up of interlocking polygons. Every sound I heard stuttered and trailed off, I no longer had a sense of body and it felt like it was just moving on its own accord without any control from my mind. I somehow made it back without just collapsing and tripping out, and at this point my mind was dominated by stuttery tearing sounds and the word "stairs" in my voice just echoing in my head again and again. It was now about 11:20

            We got inside. This is when existence stopped working. The first thing to happen was the utter destruction of linear time. I collapsed onto the floor and lay there as my body slowly faded away to join the fractals that composed the ground and my mind wandered off. For the next two hours I faded in and out of physical unconsciousness. My conscious state consisted of an EXTREMELY warped real world, my unconscious state consisted of my mind traveling to separate worlds. I don't know the order any of this happened in so I'll just list them as they came to mind.

            Unconsciously the most significant world I had travelled to was an infinite expanse of swirling and interlocking colors and fractals with no real definition of time or space. I was not even some sort of physical manifestation within this world, just another part of the endless swirl. While I was there I felt like everything had already happened, I was currently experiencing the past, and there was no such concept as present. It was here that I felt so insignificant, that I had reached a higher plane of existence, that because I was here, it didn't matter if my body died or anything. I would consider this the peak of the trip, whenever it happened. Other subconscious experiences were incredible. I travelled into a wild world of my imagination, seeing fantastic creatures that defy description. In here I had a physical manifestation of a muscular man with a prism for a head. At one point I battled a great horned fractal beast with a rippling sword made of tessellated diamonds. I also had a period where I entered the game Oblivion and though this world was not nearly as psychedelic, everything still had a rainbow sheen to it. Recent memories and dreams kept popping up, completely distorting my perception of time, and I vividly relived happenings from earlier in the day/the night before, along with being able to freely explore psychedelic versions of my dream worlds. It almost felt as though I was lucid dreaming. At one point the room fell away to reveal a vast cityscape inhabited by faceless white people in work clothes.

            The overworld was even more disorienting. Once again, I have no idea when any of this happened. My body would trash around automatically beyond my conscious control while I was in the overworld, and at some point I managed to remove my shirt and kick over a large bucket of dry cat food. The entire overworld experience was marred with a striking paranoia that I had either sat in dog shit or vomited. Each time I faded back into reality, I wasn't sure whether or not I had actually done either of those things and I would manage to ask one of my friends in broken English. When they confirmed that neither had happened, I was stricken with waves of euphoria and relief before falling into unconsciousness again. I attempted controlled movement when I was awake but my body literally felt like It was made of liquid and I would quickly collapse, watching my arm ripple and melt into the ground. My waking moments were host to all sorts of peculiar visions and experiences. My friends had put on a George Carlin routine, but his words were deflecting off of me as incomprehensible babble and there were about 5 different colored mirror images of him on the screen.  There was a point where my friends were laughing, but they all had eyes and mouths on the back of their heads and the eyes were staring at me and laughing maliciously at me. One of my male friends turned into a green eyed girl. The dimensions of the room and my body stretched and distorted. I saw friends there who weren't really there. I fumbled with an imaginary pair of glasses. A booming voice would tell me that I fucked up and that I shouldn't interact with people. At one point I saw everyone standing over me, concerned and envisioned myself on a hospital gurney, dying. They put on a new movie, and the characters had way too many eyes and were trying to talk to me. I still had no idea what time it was.

            My mind shattered. I lost all concept of using the English language, I could no longer connect words to meanings. I tried to talk to people, tell them, and it made sense in my head, but apparently I was just babbling strings of random words to them. I then lost the ability to think. I could no longer memorize things for very long and I could no longer connect my thoughts. While my friends were laughing on the couch, I was on the floor trying to piece together what just happened and gain a grasp of language and rational thought. My thoughts would lead from one to the other, the most recent one fading into obscurity. My memory felt like a video game where the player runs across a path of blocks that collapses behind them. A new thought, the previous one would utterly disappear. This lead me through and endless chain of questioning my existence and whether or not I had permanently damaged my mind. I ran across the room and sat on the couch, my friends confused but also stoned to hell and watching a movie. While on the couch I couldn't shake the feeling that I had fucked something up or done something terrible. When I tried to ask, it was once again, babble. They may have reassured me, but I had quickly forgotten their words. I became trapped in several time loops, repeating the same action or experiencing the same thing 20 or so times. I began falling into holes, where I would literally fall at something and seem to fall into it, only to end up in the same position. These holes included floor tiles, a cat, and a chasm that opened up on my arm. I faded into nothingness for a bit until I realized my friends had gone to sleep. At this point I was capable of rational thought, but had no idea what communication was. My thoughts were still racing and going in circles but I could at least remember things. I became terrified that I had permanently damaged my mind and curled up waiting for the trip to end. I watched my fingers drop off and objects appear and disappear before my eyes. At this time, everything still had a rainbow double-image. Around 2:30, the hallucinations and bad thoughts finally stopped. I was suddenly lucid minded. I cleaned up the cat food, put my shirt back on, and didn't sleep the rest of the night.

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