Ouroboros777
Rising Star
Safety Profile
Trepidation about posting this? You bet. Desire to help self and humanity explore ourselves so we can heal each other? Even stronger. Therefore, posting, although important to note that in 2010 when this event occurred, this chemical was legal in the U.S. as a research chemical. In my country as of July 9, 2012 this chemical is on schedule I, and I can understand why. I will post the below with as much attention to detail as I can recall.
Dosage: The dose was about 20 milligrams. I use the word 'about' as I was at an acquaintance's house who had a gram, and he had a scale that measured to the hundredth, not the thousandth, of a gram. I also did not see the scale before he handed me the amount, so it very well may have been a larger dose. The scary thing is, this chemical is drastically different at low levels of administration, and I (we) know enough to know how sensitive a hundredth of a gram scale is to 10 mg. Answer: not very. So it very well could have been more.
Set and Setting: Started at the supplier's location, then a terrifying ten minute (I hope) walk/sprint down the road, followed by 8+ hours in my apartment alone. My set was me, bright eyed and bushy tailed, intoxicated on pale ale, with eyes shimmering in the recent discovery of PiHKAL and the fact a magical half dozen compound had materialized a mile down the road, and the perspicacity I had the ability to unlock something in my subconscious which was able to help myself, and therefore, humanity.
Method of administration: Sublingual. Also had roughly five 5.40% abv 12 ounce beverages. Believe cannabis was involved but cannot distinctly remember this, if it did occur it was during the initial thirty minutes.
Substance source/method of acquisition: China. Receiver at higher academia I was attending wrote letter to supplier claiming to be professor looking to research. Handwritten note received with compound indicating good luck with the research. Was not directly involved so I cannot guarantee the accuracy of this besides my own intuition in which I believe this method of acquisition to be true.
Experience: Compound taken. Sitting with ten people in a room, only knew one and another through a friend. Can't remember too much, except I clearly remember friend of a friend (he was on the rugby team looking about as close to a bulldog as possible) starting to yell "Get Out Of Here Cat! Get Out Cat!"... I believe he was in conversation with another but internally I said "oh boy, time to go" and I shook hands with my friend and left and started to walk about a mile home. Halfway home, I knew something was up, things started to really shift. I am normally overly cautious about public perception while I am under the influence of anything (the toils of having a face open to the world) and I started to sprint home. Made it home and it had kicked in full tilt by then. Cranked open my door, and my kitchen was a whirlwind of activity. Never seen anything quite so visual before. Made it upstairs, into my room, and instantly layed on my bed. The body load was incredible! I was looking at this picture and never have I seen anything dance quite like it:
I couldn't lift my body up at all, save my head in which I will never forget what I could see. I have done the other allies a bunch of times but this stuff was different. It was fractal, but it was electric. So electric. The colors, I've never seen anything like it. These beautiful beautiful splashes of colors and trails, every wall, bed, everything.
(As I as looking for the above poster [which proved difficult to find] I found this image of Jimi that barely resembles the electric forces I saw occupying everything.)
I could only experience this for a minute or two at a time before the body load forced my head down again, and I went into my mind.. so deep... so deep. I broke through to nothing. There was the God sense, that universal oneness that we are all one. Then there is more. It was.. nothing, it's empty. I don't know if anything has ever been to where I went, or if they did it had been a long, long time. I couldn't move, couldn't do anything, just hurtling through nothing yet I made sure I never lost myself. Of course, how could I, I was me after all, despite where I was.
Eventually, I started to come back. Interesting to read afterwards other users have felt a disconnection with one's digestive tract specifically, as I found out I had a sense of control over my own by laying of hands and channeling intention.
I didn't sleep all night, and then had an Ultimate Frisbee tourney the next day. It was a dreary morning, and another one of my teammates had gotten very intoxicated the night before, had a fight with the girl, and was out there screaming in anger. I was in a supine state, allowing him to yell everytime a mistake was made. Eventually I came up to him and put my arm around him, and said some words of encouragement, to calm him down. He told me to get his hands off of him. I went over to my captain and told him I couldn't play on the field because I felt he was "injecting negativity out there". Timeout called, he was talked to, and he came up to me later and apologized for his actions. Keep in mind, I was just coming from ^^ that, so this felt a little dreamy. I then had a friend come up to me and tell me a story about how in packs of dogs, if a dog acted out, the leader of the pack would go over and lay on the dog until it calms down and then lets it up. I thought it was weird he would tell me this. A game or two later, another member of the team told me the same. exact. story. and had no idea that my other teammate had just told it to me. It was strange. Also, the weather brightened up and was sunny and 20 degrees higher than what the forecast said, so much different then the cold spring morning (probably due to cloud dissipation), which was weird for everyone else but seemed normal for me.
We did well in the tourney, and I came back and laid in my bed to bask in the golden rays flitting through my window. Some girls I knew but rarely talked to saw me laying in the window and yelled up to me to ask me if I wanted to lay on the blanket with them. They seemed really interested in me for some reason, and had never asked me to join them before, but I politely declined and thanked for the offer as I was pretty tired by that point.
Integration:
Since this experience I have been able to lay my hands on myself while feeling gas or a pressure or discomfort and actually channel and move it out of me. I also did this to my then girlfriend and she felt her menstrual cramps move and stop hurting, but I think it kind of freaked her out because she only let me practice with her twice.
Intoxication and compounds is not well studied and while reducing apprehension can exacerbate experiences. Dosage is incredibly important.
I learned so much about myself. It certainly changed me for the better, but this was not for the faint of heart. To be honest, I haven't reveled in that deep state, remembering the colorful energy as much since that experience as I have writing this post. It was real. We are in it. And it made me realize that outside of this comfortable bubble of energy there is space, but it is truly space. I don't know what is there. I didn't go that far, I guess. The laying of hands was a strange outcome, and sometimes I wonder if I am imagining it.. but this has happened so many times I am convinced there is something there, but I don't know what it is. Well... who really does?
Edit: I want to note as well that I can do the same thing with the feeling of hunger. That gnawing feeling.. just lay the hands.. move it around and eventually it leaves. I don't really get it, but it's actually nice as I haven't had GI issues since this experience.
Safety aspects / Addiction potential: I don't think there is a soul that could become addicted to this. It makes the comfort of chilling in this body pretty addicting though. Back to normalcy (well, for what this realm can offer)
Trepidation about posting this? You bet. Desire to help self and humanity explore ourselves so we can heal each other? Even stronger. Therefore, posting, although important to note that in 2010 when this event occurred, this chemical was legal in the U.S. as a research chemical. In my country as of July 9, 2012 this chemical is on schedule I, and I can understand why. I will post the below with as much attention to detail as I can recall.
Dosage: The dose was about 20 milligrams. I use the word 'about' as I was at an acquaintance's house who had a gram, and he had a scale that measured to the hundredth, not the thousandth, of a gram. I also did not see the scale before he handed me the amount, so it very well may have been a larger dose. The scary thing is, this chemical is drastically different at low levels of administration, and I (we) know enough to know how sensitive a hundredth of a gram scale is to 10 mg. Answer: not very. So it very well could have been more.
Set and Setting: Started at the supplier's location, then a terrifying ten minute (I hope) walk/sprint down the road, followed by 8+ hours in my apartment alone. My set was me, bright eyed and bushy tailed, intoxicated on pale ale, with eyes shimmering in the recent discovery of PiHKAL and the fact a magical half dozen compound had materialized a mile down the road, and the perspicacity I had the ability to unlock something in my subconscious which was able to help myself, and therefore, humanity.
Method of administration: Sublingual. Also had roughly five 5.40% abv 12 ounce beverages. Believe cannabis was involved but cannot distinctly remember this, if it did occur it was during the initial thirty minutes.
Substance source/method of acquisition: China. Receiver at higher academia I was attending wrote letter to supplier claiming to be professor looking to research. Handwritten note received with compound indicating good luck with the research. Was not directly involved so I cannot guarantee the accuracy of this besides my own intuition in which I believe this method of acquisition to be true.
Experience: Compound taken. Sitting with ten people in a room, only knew one and another through a friend. Can't remember too much, except I clearly remember friend of a friend (he was on the rugby team looking about as close to a bulldog as possible) starting to yell "Get Out Of Here Cat! Get Out Cat!"... I believe he was in conversation with another but internally I said "oh boy, time to go" and I shook hands with my friend and left and started to walk about a mile home. Halfway home, I knew something was up, things started to really shift. I am normally overly cautious about public perception while I am under the influence of anything (the toils of having a face open to the world) and I started to sprint home. Made it home and it had kicked in full tilt by then. Cranked open my door, and my kitchen was a whirlwind of activity. Never seen anything quite so visual before. Made it upstairs, into my room, and instantly layed on my bed. The body load was incredible! I was looking at this picture and never have I seen anything dance quite like it:
I couldn't lift my body up at all, save my head in which I will never forget what I could see. I have done the other allies a bunch of times but this stuff was different. It was fractal, but it was electric. So electric. The colors, I've never seen anything like it. These beautiful beautiful splashes of colors and trails, every wall, bed, everything.
(As I as looking for the above poster [which proved difficult to find] I found this image of Jimi that barely resembles the electric forces I saw occupying everything.)
I could only experience this for a minute or two at a time before the body load forced my head down again, and I went into my mind.. so deep... so deep. I broke through to nothing. There was the God sense, that universal oneness that we are all one. Then there is more. It was.. nothing, it's empty. I don't know if anything has ever been to where I went, or if they did it had been a long, long time. I couldn't move, couldn't do anything, just hurtling through nothing yet I made sure I never lost myself. Of course, how could I, I was me after all, despite where I was.
Eventually, I started to come back. Interesting to read afterwards other users have felt a disconnection with one's digestive tract specifically, as I found out I had a sense of control over my own by laying of hands and channeling intention.
I didn't sleep all night, and then had an Ultimate Frisbee tourney the next day. It was a dreary morning, and another one of my teammates had gotten very intoxicated the night before, had a fight with the girl, and was out there screaming in anger. I was in a supine state, allowing him to yell everytime a mistake was made. Eventually I came up to him and put my arm around him, and said some words of encouragement, to calm him down. He told me to get his hands off of him. I went over to my captain and told him I couldn't play on the field because I felt he was "injecting negativity out there". Timeout called, he was talked to, and he came up to me later and apologized for his actions. Keep in mind, I was just coming from ^^ that, so this felt a little dreamy. I then had a friend come up to me and tell me a story about how in packs of dogs, if a dog acted out, the leader of the pack would go over and lay on the dog until it calms down and then lets it up. I thought it was weird he would tell me this. A game or two later, another member of the team told me the same. exact. story. and had no idea that my other teammate had just told it to me. It was strange. Also, the weather brightened up and was sunny and 20 degrees higher than what the forecast said, so much different then the cold spring morning (probably due to cloud dissipation), which was weird for everyone else but seemed normal for me.
We did well in the tourney, and I came back and laid in my bed to bask in the golden rays flitting through my window. Some girls I knew but rarely talked to saw me laying in the window and yelled up to me to ask me if I wanted to lay on the blanket with them. They seemed really interested in me for some reason, and had never asked me to join them before, but I politely declined and thanked for the offer as I was pretty tired by that point.
Integration:
Since this experience I have been able to lay my hands on myself while feeling gas or a pressure or discomfort and actually channel and move it out of me. I also did this to my then girlfriend and she felt her menstrual cramps move and stop hurting, but I think it kind of freaked her out because she only let me practice with her twice.
Intoxication and compounds is not well studied and while reducing apprehension can exacerbate experiences. Dosage is incredibly important.
I learned so much about myself. It certainly changed me for the better, but this was not for the faint of heart. To be honest, I haven't reveled in that deep state, remembering the colorful energy as much since that experience as I have writing this post. It was real. We are in it. And it made me realize that outside of this comfortable bubble of energy there is space, but it is truly space. I don't know what is there. I didn't go that far, I guess. The laying of hands was a strange outcome, and sometimes I wonder if I am imagining it.. but this has happened so many times I am convinced there is something there, but I don't know what it is. Well... who really does?
Edit: I want to note as well that I can do the same thing with the feeling of hunger. That gnawing feeling.. just lay the hands.. move it around and eventually it leaves. I don't really get it, but it's actually nice as I haven't had GI issues since this experience.
Safety aspects / Addiction potential: I don't think there is a soul that could become addicted to this. It makes the comfort of chilling in this body pretty addicting though. Back to normalcy (well, for what this realm can offer)
