recounted the following story to a friend-of-a-friend, and perhaps people here might be able to shed some light on this mystery substance or share similar experiences:
"While living in Vietnam, ___ fell into using smokeable 'number 3' heroin
. Two months into moderate but still everyday use, ____'s presence was required for one week back in the United States. ___ figured he couldn't take a sock full of rocks on the plane, but that it might be possible to acquire some powerful opiates
"Accordingly, ___ told his situation to a friend, a local, who told him she knew a doctor who specialized in these kind of things, and who would provide the necessary stuff. (Of course, as one would expect of an addict
, this was all getting taken care of at the very last minute, just four of five days before the flight). Cash changes hands, and the next afternoon, friend showed up with a pill bottle containing four or five large (likely hand-pressed), particularly ominous black and red capsules. ___ aksed friend what these were, what the name of the substance was, but the only response was 'medicine for stop smoking.' She explained that after tking this, I would be able to go to work, go to the market, eat, etc.
"That morning had been the 'last smoke,' and by nighttime the monkey started chattering for its bananas. One of the effects of suddenly stopping this smokeable stuff is intense exhaustion
, so Night One was mostly passed in a subconsciously restless, stifling, but mercifully heavy and extended sleep. The next afternoon, Day 2, the w/d's were coming on full swing and it seemed like a good time to test out the mystery capsules. ___ swallowed one and settled back onto the bed, watching a movie on the laptop, acheing all over and taking an emotional beating from the sudden sense of this sad little pointless planet. Then, perhaps forty minutes later, getting up to use the bathroom, ___ noticed that with every turn of ___'s head, the lights coming through the window would flash violet, and suddenly also felt a strange, quiet "twilight" feeling. Not relief, exactly, but not the same grinding, immobile-yet-impatient discomfort either. Needless to say, ___ was bummed that this stuff wa clearly not an opiate
, but resigned himself to a long, fairly easy evening nap. Afternoon of Day Three, ____ dosed again with a capsule, and again, the lavender light-flashes, eerie gothic kind of feeling, and sleep. ____ was still feeling lousy and couldn't put a finger on what this could be, so decided that this would be the last dose.
" On Day Four, ___ had to show up at work, pack bags, and head to the airport at midnight, so decided to cave and order up a day's worth of smoking to get through these tasks and hopefully coast through the first connecting flight without having to take those nauseating lemon-fizz codeine
tablets that probably wouldn't do much anyway. And that's what happened- taxi to the airport with tiny pinprick eyes, and it wasn't till sitting in the food court of Incheon Int'l airport when the Bad Feeling started knocking on the door and plop went the codeine tabs into the water. But then a strange thing happened- rather than getting worse on the flight to the States, the w/d's held at a level mildness, and after a bedroom-bound day of supposed "jetlag" back in the US (actually a xanax
-induced semi-coma, riding out the jeebies), ___ awoke to find himself feeling more or less fine. With some benzos
and a ton of immodium (more for the change of diet than w/d's), ____ spent the following week feeling active and mentally positive..."
Now, swim has heard of the miraculous powers of ibogaine
/kratom as far as withdrawal
, and one suspects this was some pill-ified version of that, but when swim read about the primary effects and side-effect of kratom
, they don't seem to match what the crystal-plane flashes of violet light and strange muted sensation ___ describes. Has anyone had any kratom exeperiences comparable to this? Whatever this stuff is, though, one is sure that ___ regrets not having held onto the three or four capsules left over- that stuff might've come in handy later on!