Experiences DXM experiences

Out of the blue one night, I was so bored and nothing was going on I decided to injest some DXM. I was not sure which was the best product to use. After looking into it I decided corricidon cough and cold was good for me...I ate all 16 at once. I am a girl, 4'11'' weighing a little under100lbs...I went on a cruise with my friend and we smoke...I noticed I felt a little eh...we stopped at my other pals house and there it really kicked in...I told everyone alright I'm really f**ked up, I felt like a I did a shit load of K but with no come down. I kept asking the same questions every few minutes because I kept forgetting everything. I really felt like I was in the Twilight Zone. It lasted for a long time and the next morning I still felt it a little. For some reason I just didnt think you could get that messed up off of those things....it was an interesting experience but I'm through with the dissassociatives...I hate the amnesia like state they induce.

 

Well I never really thought highly of this stuff before I tried it but I figured I would give it a chance. I got some robo and took about a 300 mg dose. It took an hour before I felt it and from there the effects became more and more noticable. I didn't really notice any good feeling, just an empty headed one, somewhat like alcohol without the good feelings. The best part about the trip was when I walked, I felt like my movements were so perfect.I had no real visuals but in the dark I felt like things were moving all around me. I also noticed that I could make the trip much more intese at will, and thats where things got crazy. I was basicly in the dark and whatever I thought about I was there. This was only breif however and felt alot like a meditative experience but it was interesting.


Overall, I thinkthetripcan enlighten the mind but done more than a few times, I'm sure it will damage the mind. I felt spaced out the next day but I think that was because I got a lack of sleep. I don't think I gained a thing out of my trip, but I did learn the meaning of that alien existance shit that robo trippers are always talkin about. This stuff is not for me I'm afraid.

 

Holy.... a letter from a friend:

 

A letter from my best friend:

 

thought i share my mother's first 900mg DXM trip that she TRIED to record while tripping:

 

A trip report from my best friend:

 

A part of a friend's diary:

 

Well, I have pure powder DXM HBr and decided to put some in gel caps and give some tohis friends and himself. I took 400 mgs he weighs 145 lbs, two of swim's friends took 500 mgs and two other friends took 350 mgs. The night started and I was the one driving, NOT A GOOD IDEA, I thought he could handle driving on 400 mgs but he also didn't have too much to eat throughout the day. The drug started to kick in about 30 mins later and in 1 hour they were fucked. The two friends that took 500 mgs puked out the windows and so I had to wash his jeep. My friends and I went to an automatic carwash and got the best car wash on the list. I didn't care too much about spending money since he wasn't really thinking clearly. I had some Goldfrapp music playing and the carwash was the most amazing carwash he has ever been in. It was amazing, the music strangely went right along with what was happening in the carwash. It was great.By this time I should not have been driving so swim pulled into a parking lot right after the carwash and had his friends call other friends to pickthem up. Well the friend that wanted to pickthem up was across town and I decided to drive there. BAD IDEA. I was totally fucked up and driving to where the sober friend was at, seemed like a nearly impossible mission. Swim drove pretty good, thank god, but passed the place they were supposed to stop at and pulled into a car lot a block down. when backing up to turn around, BAM, swim hit a pole with his jeep, the damage, thankfully wasnt too bad, bent the bumper a little, and smashed the taillight and some plastic stuff, so they pulled over and their sober friend came and picked them up. The friend drove them around for a while, seemed like days, and they finally went to a friends house to just chill out. Everyone had a good time including swim even though he messed up his jeep. Colors and the tracers were amazing. Moving around and walking felt amazing. Everything seemed like slow motion. It was a good experience.

 

Am I alive? I dunno, I died last night...

Well, before I begin, I'll start off with saying I never
had an experience like this one before...Last night, I posted a new
topic asking what would happen if I took DXM after snorting about 400
mg's of
caffeine. Well, before anyone replied, I started my journy down to our
local pharmacy with my friend Steve. As we walked in, we grabbed a
couple of Robotussin Coughgels, (15 mg's of DXM in each pill,) payed,
walked out etc...From there we headed down to his house to trip. I took
10 pills and he took seven, you can see we didnt exactly want to trip
that hard.

After about an hour we didnt notice any effects, so we redosed with
5 pills each. About an hour after that, we still didnt feel anything,
so what did we do? Oh, we redosed with Steve taking 5 more pills while
I took 15. After a half hour passed, my legs were feeling kind of heavy,
but no different effects other then that, so, I redosed, taking 5 more
pills. After a while we began to grow bored and decided to rent a
movie called "Thirteen" at blockbuster. After we got the movie we
walked out the store and were sorta disappointed with the effects of
the DXM and thought (for some reason) that the gelcaps werent working
that well. So we bought two bottles of Robotussin Maximum Strength.

We both downed a bottle, and started to feel
euphoric (sp?) When we got back to his place I started feeling
drunk and clumsy. I remember myself rolling on the floor, tripping
HARD. Now, me and Steve werent the only ones in the room, his two
brothers were there also. After they walked in, I felt worried, I felt,
isolated and cramped up in space. The wide screen TV infront of me
started to melt as my heart began racing. I can't explain it that well,
especailly since it's already hard enough to make an effort of trying
to remember what happened, but everything began to shake (the room and
objects,) and soon after I began jittering, for lack of better
word.

I started feeling lightheaded, and way too heavy.
Walking soon became an impossible task. My two friends helped me cross
the room and into the bed, and there, the worst possible things
happened. My chest felt as if it were pushing down, it began to burn
and hurt incredibly. All the sudden, I was in a cavern, dark, and
gloom. I couldn't sit up or else I would get a really bad pain on the
right side of my neck. I started hallucinating. I came back into
reality, but it seemed as reality was "bent." I began to feel weak, and
exausted, then, i had a seizer, and I litterally felt my soul being
ripped out of my head and chest. I lost all motor controll of my
muscles and my head fell down to the side, while my eyelids were
closing slowly.

I woke up in panic and began choking, I became over
excited from still being alive. But soon after the same thing was
happening, I began thinking about my girlfriend and wanted ot talk to
her and say the words "I love you" one last time. As scary as this was
( to me) it was incredibly dramatic. And I'm usually not so emotional.
I'm sorry for the poor quality of this post, but I'm still having
trouble feeling normal again.

 

near fatal allergic reaction+dxm=epiphany

background.
im fucked up

many years ago
when i was very little it was discvovered i am allergic to red food
coloring (those of you that have ever read the inactive ingreiendents
of cough syrup just said "Oh shit") and anyway, i ate some jello
jigglers and ended up vomitting (oh great and because he son dxm he
wont want to vomit, you m ight say) all over my school and then going
into cardio vascular shock, my heart pounded, my entire skin turned
into a hyper sensitive rash-like state, physically exhausting while
simaltaneously being the biggest speed hit i can imagine.

Yesterday.

1. bottle robitussin maximum strength cough syrup (third inactive ingredient being red number 40)
1. bottle robitussin cough gells (first ingredient being blue food coloring, to
give it darkness, second being red food colorinng.

Now the past 5
or 6 so years, iv been able to eat food coloring without any side
effects, a glass of orange soda here, or even big red, candy, no
problems whatsoever, so when i saw the inactive ingredients it didnt
even phase me, i figured i had grown out of the allergy, didnt even
think twice about downing these bright red pills and syrup.

This by the way is also my biggest dose of dxm ever, iv only tripped off it twice
before, this being more than double my previous experience.

Yeah..

So the plan was to walk out into the woods once i could feel the effects, then cut
through to walmart and pick up more robo for tomorrow.

i cant really remember what happend when, i remember segments of the experience but
putting them together chronologically is almost impossible to me.

One of my mental excersises when tripping is to think of my self as two people, Sober Nick, and High Nick.

when i am high i think to my self "Would sober nick approve of me doing this"

i had the oven on, and at the time of leaving i said to my self "why should i care of
the house burns down, i hate homes, i hate all the bullshit we have in
this house" i become extremely hostile towards posessions, i felt godly
in this un-materalistic state. but i said to my self "Sober nick would
be very upset about that, so lets just turn the oven off"

i felt very empathetic to sober nick and did as he asked.

Walmart.

im in a hurry.

i remember being
at walmart, the first thing i did was go to the bathroom because i knew
i had dirt all over my pants from sitting outside, and the wind had
blown my hair all over the place and im sure i looked like a wild man,
sober nick would be embaressed.

so i go intoi the bathroom, theres tons of people in there, i feel insanely weird
about looking in the mirror, making it obvious to the people there that
i was solely there just to look at my self in the mirror, this really
troubled me. i thought of my self as Rambo, or some hard core kinda
guy, not some vain prissy kinda freak, the fct that it bothered me
started to bother me, all this thought happend within the first second
of stepping foot into the bathroom and looking at the other people
there.

i went into the bathroom stall, i bent over so they couldnt see my head above the
stall, so that they would think i was actually using it.

i stood there for a few moments, the smell of the cleaning agents they used made my
skin sensitive, it was as if there was vapors coming off of the floor
(hell at walmart that might be true) and the vapors felt like they
where soaking into my skin.

i stood in the stall for a few more minutes, i decided to wash my hands with some instant hand sanitiser i had.

the acoustics in the bathromo where very strange, it was like everyting said was
surrounding me, echos every where, i couldnt tell where sounds where
coming from, not because i could pinpoint their location, but because I
was located directly in the pinpoint of their location.

every time a voice would stop (leaving the room) another one would enter, i knew i
would never have privacy, i decided that beiong in walmart with all
these people was a very very uncomfortable feeling, i wanted to be back
in the woods, where no one could see me, and make thoughts about me.

i opened the door and ran out, i didnt even look in the mirror, i went straight for
the cough syrup, i knew it must look strange, but i didnt take any time
to look at them, i just siwftly walked by and grabbed them off the
shelf without looking ( i had been there the day before and bought the
same thing), people looked at me, i knew i looked suspicious.

i was once caught shoplifting at walmart when i was little, i am banned from
stepping foot into any walmart in the country, they gave me a paper
stating if i ever step foot in one again they will arrest me for
tresspassing.

this thought for the first time, i was scared to bei n walmart.

i knew i looked suspicious, dirt all over my clothing, my hair (which isnt too long,
but kind of like...i dont know, kurt cobain looking) was everywhere, i
was just seen running out of the bathroom, all these things started to
freak me out.

i went to the "Self check out" row, there was no way i could possibly look at a cashiere.

4 something the machine said.

i reached into my pocket and pulled out a hand full of change, i frantically started
putting the change into the machine, nickle, quarter, and dime at a
time, i dropped some change, i didnt stop to pick it up, my heart was
racing, i was sweating, i had to get out of here instantly.

knowing that i had paid for my stuff, if anyone was watchinig me theyd have to let me
get out, i felt safe now that i had paid for my product and had a
reciept, now they couldnt say i was loidering, or anything, I am a
paying customer, during my mad dash out the store i felt a little safer
gripping my reciept, my proof that i am a normal person just here to
buy some robitussin...for my mothers cold.

The woods. part 1.

i am happy,

everything here is how i like it, nothing is unnecceassry, no one is looking at me. i
urinate in 2 times and feel incredibly relaxed about it, i find that
urinating outside is a good feeling. an open and care free feeling. i
think to my self that i would like to be like Cane from kung fu, and
just live off teh land, walking around care free and dedicate some time
in my life to just thinking and realizing things.

i open and clsoe my hands, i love that feeling, so free, i shake my arms around, first
moving my fingers with my wrist losely, then moving my wrist with my
elbow, then moving my elbow with my shoulder, then moving my entire
upper body with my waist. just enjoying the feeling of being lose and
free and wiggling about.

i know walmart is close, i dont really want to go there anymore, i love it here so
much, i want to walk further than iv ever walked before and see what i
find new.

i find my self going in the wrong direction to walmart, "Im having such a good time,
it would be nice to go and get some more robitussin so i can do this
again tomorrow"

The woods. part 2.

My heart is exploding.

in my hands ihave a bag from walmart, i dont know whats in the bag.

i feel safe again, but why am is my heart beating so fast, what is happening here,
this isnt normal for dxm i dont think, it feels like i am on speed.
this isnt supposed to be happening.

i feel faint, i sit down, i am exhausted, my heart is beating so loud i swear that it can be heard outside of my body.

i realize, i am having an allergic reaction, i suddenly am completely aware of the situation.

i am going into cardio vascular shock again, stranded in the middle of the woods, tripping my balls off.

i am too far from any civilization (the walmart is miles asway from me, it is a
total journey for me to get from my residential neighborhood to walmart)

I am going to die. if i dont do something.

i have a bottle of sams club water in my hand with no lid, i drink it, if eel better, i splash it acosss my face.

i decide that i must get control of my self, it is time to forget about dxm and focus on staying alive.

i sit down, i am too uncomfortable here, i know a nice comfortable place to sit and calm
down and breath near by, its up a very steep hill kids bicycile down,
it goes almost straight up.

i start climbing up it on all fours, my arms are just like legs, i feel like an animal,
i reach for for a branch to help pull me up, for the first time, I feel
another life forms energy. the branch is so alive, its actually a root
coming out of the dirt, i feel the energy of a thousand people in the
tree as i pull my self up. i read my destination a few minutes later,
soft dirt, so comfy. i sit indian style and look down, from way up here
i can see much of the city, i can see trees moving with the wind, i
hear the sounds of animals everywhere, my heart is still racing, the
trees below my selfs movements seem to move wuith my heart beat,
looking into the thousands of leaves sticking out of each branch,
everything becomes a green "Magic Eye" (those 3d pictures you look at
for a while and see shit) existance, the branches are all connected
with each other, their electricity binding them to each other,
electicity coming out of every ending.

i put my palms down to the earths heart beat, it pulses with my self.

i am being nurtured, my heart rate goes down, i breath deeply through my nose, i
breath with the beat of the earth, like a kitten laying on your chest
takes on your breathing pattern.

i close my eyes.

i think to my self, i remember a movie i saw called Das Experiment, it was in german
and the subtitles where some times fucked up, but you could understand
most of it eventually, i dont speak german but i could get the gist of
what was happening 90% of the time. this leads me to think about
animals, no one ever talks to animals seriously, no one ever gives
animals the opertunity to talk back, people just raise them ignorant
and talk to them like they are babies, "ooo soooo cute look at the
wittle cuddly koala" imagine how the koala feels hearing that shit,
even if he doesnt understand it, it makes sense to me to try and talk
to the next animal i see and be like this.

"Excuse me sir, can i have a word with you" and see if he responds, with a look or
maybe even a sound, no one has ever tried this, not even kids are
willing to do this, some might be stupid about it and yell at animals
or talk to them a little bit, but i highly doubt that anyone has ever
talked to an animal with the mind set of just him being another dude
walkin around. people never consider being polite when they talk to the
animals. i wonder if animals are the same way, i wonder if there is a
chipmunk meditating some where looking like some goofy hippie tree
hugging buddhist, "maybe if i talked to a koala like he was just
a normal dude walking around, he would respond, no body ever gives
koalas a chance to respond"

i start thinking, wild animals, will a wild animal have a better ability to
communicate? i dont think so, i think your best bet would be an animal
that has been around people all their lives, but then again these
animals are probably really put off by the idea of talking to humans.

i think of the way people treat animals as Racist now, we are all life, to discrimate
against someone because their fur is different or their spine happens
to protrude out of their behind into a tail, thats just unetheical and
unenlightened, mentally infantile i say.

hours go by of revalations and epiphanies that i could talk about for hours.

i open my eyes for the first time, Shit.

its like they aer still closed, Have i gone blind?

i look up, theres the moon.

i have sat hereall day, and now i am in total darkness, in the middle of the woods,
miles away from home...tripping my balls off.

i cant see the ground, how am i going to get down this steep hill?

i put my palms on the ground, the earth is still here with me, but iv lost my sense of gravity.

i consider staying here until day time, but i hear a lot of weird sounds, the
thought of snakes scare me ( i live in an area where theres a lot of
snakes) i decide that if i see a snake that i will be able to talk him
out of it hurting me, maybe he will help me find a way home. but i have
no luck in finding anyone to help me.

i put my but to the back of my heels and begin to slowly scoot down the steep hill, my
hands feeling everywhere i go, then i put my hand on a branch, its
familiar, no not a branch, a root, its the root that helped me up, in
darkness, this root feels just like a hand, i feel its warmth and
energy, i squeeze the root back to show it appreciation, i decide that
trees communicate with touch, unlike animals which use touch as well as
sound to talk.

suddenly i have another realization, this is how blind people live.

they dont "hear things", echo location, like in that movie Daredevil, they feel
things, their sense of touch becomes sensitive to the electricity that
flows through things, vibrations and life forms qi to guide them,
suddenly as if a light just turned on ini my head, i could i see
everything fine, with my hands, the energy of everything pulsed around
me showing me exactly where to go.

i begin running through the woods, my hands slithering through branches like snakes,
spiraling around branches, i can see where i am going perfectly. infact
this is almost easier than moving in the day light, my eyes dont have
distractions which alert and distract my brain so much, my hands dont
get distracted, my sense of touch is emaculate.

using my internal compass i know which direction to go to get home, and i head
off in that direction, i am home in what seems like no time.

Home.

I am happy.

Its now the day after this experience, one thing i have noticed about dxm, every
epiphany that i have on it, has some basis in reality, things that
"Could" be real, most of their basis in reality is that they cant be
disproved, this of course doesnt mean their real, like the talking to
animals, rationally speaking its far fetched, but what i have noticed
about dxm, after i have an epiphany on it, the next day it isnt as In
your face, extreme, prominant, but it is still there, ill never stop
giving animals the fair chacne they deserve to talk back, or at least
look back, i will always be polite to them in the future. the thought
of what people might think abotu that doesnt concern me ni the least, i
know i am rational,


Edited by: Qish

 

Hi Everybody!

Hi Dr. Nick, Man I miss that guy. Why don't they have him anymore?
Anyways. Hmm, wow. It's been over a month since I've done anyform
of DXM. I've only smoked like 2 or 3 times since, and nothing else. I
dunno, since october i was doing DXM pretty regularly. Then i was
starting to get kinda sick, I had my friends over and we all did a 3 oz
bottle of delsym. We also had some pot that night, quite nice. I kinda
didnt trip as hard as I normally did. My friends were taking delsym for
the 1st time so they were off their rockers. We were doing somersalts
and taking video. Some funny shit, lemme tell ya. I was like.. hmm lets
all stand in the bathroom (small tiny dark area). It all spread up and
became huge.. it was awsome. We took turns sitting in the bathtub,
cause that was a ride in itself. We kidna got worked up and left the
bathroom after what seemed to be a half hour (only 5 min). We did that
like 30 times throughout the night. They zonked out, and I stayed up to
watch the sunrise. Im not certain I even slept. Next day, felt my usual
afterglow. It was nice. However, I did notice my mind was a little off.
Here's some stuff from my xanga that weekend:

==I envisioned that there is one lever in life. Different things
happen as the lever gets pulled down and differernt things happen as
the lever gets pulled up. Each time unique.== -my metaphor for life

==Faded and jumbled, the past keeps flying past me as if it hasn't
happened yet. Giving false hope and pleasure to insecurities. My matted
hair shows nothing of stress or relaxation, it's just my hair.==

A few days later i had to go to traffic court. And since i was sick, i
just went home -no school. I really didnt know what was going on, my
brain was fuzzy. The next day, i stayed home from school again, and i
dont recall that day very much although there is an entry in my xanga
=="

i just walked upstairs.. stumbling a couple times, looked at my wall,
and told it to "STAY!"== and then wed. was a shortened day at school
and i decided to go. Nothing seemed correct, colors were off, feelings
didnt feel. And my words didnt seem as if they were my own. I thought I
had permanent brain damage. The day after that, I was confused and
depressed all day, and I sat in the rain and fell asleep in the bath. I
watched Clockwork Orange ..partially with my parents that day. I was
dumbfounded, and life just didnt make sense. The next day i think is
when i came out of it. I watched to terrible movie with a girl i liked,
and it was just weird, but i think i was all better. I got into the
college i wanted, so i assured myself i was fine and life went on.

I decided to test myself, and i did delsym again b4 i went to work out
about 2 weeks after that whole dilema. It barely worked. So i figured i
shot my tolerance or something and took a break. In a week or so, im
going to try it again. Im having my doubts as to wether or not take a 5
oz bottle, but.. i dunno.

Thanks for reading!

O.. and anybody else here only like DXM at night? I dont feel it does
much of anything or .. just not the same world during the day.

 

Just wanted to share swim's trip from last night... since it was short...

I took 1050mg last night (gel capsule form) around 10 pm around 1130 started feeling effects after that much wasnt remembered... except swim woke up sometime later to wonder how he got in bed and how the trip was going... after that swim woke up around 10 am with a very good hangover... suprisingly...

in summary swim slept and that was it... no abnormal dreams.. just a good awakening.. .

 

4:26 pm Pacific time-SWIM downs a bottle of delsym in a matter of mabey 3 seconds with around 380mg dxm in it.I didnt eat for 4 hours before drinking.

progress will be updated as events change, if i eventually lost track and forget to update i will update tomorrow


4:59 pm Pacific time-I feel he MAY be experiencing the deeper colours described in a first plateau, then again he also just smoked some pot and had a smoke, and drank that morning because had left over alky from night before, only 1 8% beer and 2 shots of wisers, so effects were completely gone 100% by the time he took the dxm. seems a bit early for even this small amount of effects, but who knows.


5:22 pm- my conditions havent changed very much from above slightly more a stoned feeling perhaps. just a little bit.


5:50 pm-I go to meet up with hisgirl and chill out for a bit


11:50 pm-back to update onMy trip so to speak
well it wasnt quite whatSWIM expected and took a good 4 hours to fully kick in, but was pretty much just the intoxicated/stoned sort of feeling.he bought a 4 pack of lucky force 8, which are 8%.he got them planning to drink them mabey onhis comdown but ended up drinking 1 around 8:30 or 9 neway, despite reading that it kills the high, forhim if anything it kicked it up a notch but the whole night allhe ever really felt like was thathe had drank about 5 force 8's instead of 1, and thathe had smoked a few joints(whichhe had neway). it was an overall good experience and I amstill feelin pretty drunk and sorta stoned.he was hoping for a second platuea but seems like he only got a first mabey? Next time (hopefully next weekend) I will probably do 600 mg of hbr this time instead of polisterix too see if that helps.





I did end up tripping even after assuming his trip was almost finished, it hit him alot harder at about 1230 that night and feels he did acheive 2nd plateau possibly, with the lights off his vision and such was definatly trippin him out pretty good.Edited by: bcStoner420

 

I find all these first times stories very entertaining to read, so here's mine..



It all started on a great friday not too long ago. My parents had gone
out for the whole entire day, and me and my friends were planning to do
shrooms at my house. We had already talked a kid who could get us some
so we were all pretty excited (never tried shrooms before).



So I finally called the kid, and as it turned out he couldn't get us
anthing at all. Since we felt it would be such a waste of a nice day
just sit around and smoke pot because there were no shrooms, DXM seemed
like a great thing to do. I hadnt tried it yet, and I was meaning to
after a friend of mine stumbled in my house fucked up off of it, saying
it was great. So we all went to the drugstore and bought a bunch of
bottles of the syrup. I drank a bottle and a half and about 20 minutes
later, in my basement I started feeling it. I was feeling incredible
euphoria and difficulty moving normally. I felt energetic as hell and
incredibly free.



However, the feeling faded away soon enough, and I was just feeling
Nauseous and fucked off my head. I lied down, unable to concentrate on
anything whatsoever and kept on telling myself I wouldnt puke. I did
soon enough, though. I puked all over myself.



I remember telling one of my friends..."Yo man, I puked!"



and he was like "Yeah right man!" and then looked at me and said "holy
shit, you puked!". He took me to bathroom and gave me a stool to sit
down on near the toilet, but Nausea was gone and I was feeling greater
than ever. I went upstairs to change my puked on clothes, and I
remember not able to put on pants standing up, and had to sit on the
ground and put them on leg by leg. I was so uncoordinate, but happy as
hell. I then went downstairs and me and my friends turned on Auquateen
Hunger Force, though nobody watched it. Personally, I just couldnt pay
attention, my head was somewhere far away.



I remember talking about eveyrthing with my friends that I've been
wanting to say for along time and everybody there was doing the same.
It felt good and we were all supportive of each other. I had no regrets
saying anything, the drug really helped me in that way.



Then after that they all left and the feeling started to come down. i was exhausted and had a real good sleep.



Little did I know that some of the kids unintentionally lef their bowl
and an empty bottle of syrup in my basement, and I got in some
shitty trouble the next day. haha.





Yeha theres my boring story.

 

i thought that there should be a place where we can all share our best, favorite, most intense, nost meaningful, or just flat wierdest experiences with dxm.


i'll start with my all around best, favorite and everything else experience with the drug. it was last christmas eve when i took 1200mg's of the stuff. i extracted 3 bottles of max strength robosyrup and had a bottle of 20 gellcaps.i took it at 11:00 and sat around listening to music. at midnight i began to feel it so i went for a walk. i was listening to afi about a half hour into the walk as it really began to hit me. the words in the songs began to manifest into reality. every time i heard words like ghost or angel or roses, i would see that thing come out of another object. i walked under a street lamp where an angel told me that my mission for the night was to go home and seewhat my presents were. i walked home after trying to eat a few christmas lights thinking they were candy. i got into my living room and as soon as i tried to open one present the room began to spin in beat with the music (techno at that point). i went outside and started to spin around thinking that it would help me regain ballance. well it didn't and i fell down on my lawn. as i looked up at the spinning world all of the trees turned into smokestacks spewing out red smoke. by the time i stood up i was in the middle of armageddon. the world was ending, but i was calm as could be, i figured that if i was to die that this was the perfect mindframe to do it in. i happened to be in decent control of my body, so i climbed my fence and started to hop roof's in the apartment complex behind my neighborhood. as i looked out onto the dying city there were people and animals alike wreaking havoc in the streets. there was fire and broken glass everywhere. i took out my camera and took some pictures (they actually turned out okay) of the chaos. i went back to my yard and climbed to the top of the cedar tree to get a better view of the world. i could see the whole world from my spot in the tree. i watched nations fire nuclear bombs at eachother, leaving craters everywhere. i saw mount everest crumble into the ocean, i saw all the mythical creatures come out and show their selves to humanity. dragons, gnomes, i think i even saw a few pokemon in there. i dould feel every running engine on the planet, and exactly the number of rpm's at whicheach one was rotating. i could feel every person who wa having sex in the world. i looked up and saw the stars falling to the ground. each one had its own feel, taste, smell, color and sound. some of the sensations i was percieving i didn't even know existed. voices started to call me to outerspace, so i went. i flew from galaxy to galaxy, from universe to universe. suddenly the voices stopped and i fell back into the tree, which was the only living thing left on earth at that point. i realized that my walkman had run out of batteries.


the sun was coming up over the horizon, i looked at my watch and realized that it was about that time. i watched it rise and where ever the light hit new life sprung up. i went down to my room before my parents woke up to find me 30 feet upin a tree on christmas morning. i fell asleep for a little while and woke up to the happiest morning of my life. i was still feeling it a bit, but the afterglow was kicking in bigtime.


i remember that trip like it was yesterday, and i still look to it for inspiration for my art. Edited by: als5555

 

I've had extremely strange time-warp effects on high doses. Like
I'll fade in and out of conciousness, not that I fall unconcious, but
that there will be times where I appear to exist, and then times where
I still exist, but my mind doesn't. Is that confusing?



Picture my mind as a bird, and my body as its nest. It's like my
mind keeps flying in and out of the nest, but when it's out of the
nest, I am nothing, like all is blackness. I guess just an out of
body experience.



You know what it's like? Like a cd skipping, finally a good
analogy. My mind is a scratched cd that skips, like sections are
missing, but you just skip over them, you don't even know they're
really gone.

 

So we took 540 mg with Zicam and had a very bizzare trip I felt like I was Being watched for some reason a bunny statue was starrying at me kinda weird all in all

 

But your saying that during the blackness part u dont remember or experience anything right? if so then thats exactly how my trips go... i have a few instances where i remember and am slightly aware... but i still dont experience anything like others do... ive had more spirtual experiences from lower doses... which was what i was looking for... but ive only tryed 3 times now... i will try again more to see if i will experience anything... cause no two trips on dxm are the same...

 

swim chugged about 6-7 oz of Robo Max Str and tripped hard with his
girlfriend.. (she got robo-itch eventually but thats beside tha point)



The highlight of swims trip was a mirror he found in his gf's room..
Inside the mirror was another dimension, it would swirl like a portal
at first but then you could see the whole new world.. there were bats
flying all in his girlfriends ceiling as well.. Swim listened to some
techno, (benassi bros) which just made his whole reality bump in and
out.. later he switched to a Cam'Ron CD (Purple Haze) because swims
girlfriend wanted to listen to the techno.. as soon as swim put the
cam'ron cd on his world became chaotic, yet he was calm just like in
the above trip. I was in complete darkness except for inside
his mind all hell was braking loose.. the sound was distorted and he
could hear very demonish voices in the music.



All in all it was a crazy trip, really kind of hard to explain.
Swim ended up telling his GF his whole body was numb and beat the shit
out of himself, his kneck was sore for about a week.. as well as
various bruises. :dizzy_face:



good trip tho