Moxy
Dose: 10 mg (give or take 5)
Male 150 lbs
physical set: been a little congested but feeling fine otherwise
mental set: good
setting: In retrospect not so good. Familiar but not private. A shared accomodation where returning dwellers would not approve of the experiment.
Partner:
Female
Dose: 10 mg (give or take 5)
Set and Setting: good as far as the male knows
At about 10:30am SWIM takes his dose under the tongue, where it remains for probably less than two minutes before he washes it down with OJ. Tastes quite nasty. The lady swallows her dose in a gel cap. Both had taken 400mg of piracetam about half an hour prior. They both had light breakfasts around 9:30. SWIM takes a shower and cleans up.
10:50 SWIM is already feeling different he feels happy and is feeling energetic. He feels randy. The lady does not so they begin watching a movie. SWIM finds it difficult to concentrate on the movie. He has stomach tension and is quite jittery. In retrospect he barely recalls much of the movie, just bits and pieces. He couldn't summarize the story well. He feels some nauseau and stands up occasionally feeling the need to.
noonish: The film has ended. Both participants are now feeling effects. Both notice accented audio. SWIM notices the carpet looks more interesting and things in his peripheral also look somehow how different, either in terms of colour, or they seem to be moving slightly. The two venture outside. The female thinks everything looks 'softer'. SWIM thinks things look brighter. The shadow of leaves blowing in the wind is pretty. SWIM finds an inch worm on a piece of grass and marvels at it for a while. Female remarks the cat's tail appears smoother and reminds her of a snake.
12:30 SWIM tries to cook a pizza and succeeds. He finds himself lost in thought and it is quite a struggle to get it done. Female has been complaining about the heat so she stays in the basement. He feels very stoned and has difficulty focusing on the task at hand. The process seems a bit overwhelming, but he gets the pizza in the oven. While the pizza is cooking, the two have a game of Dance dance revolution. It's nothing special.
12:45 Pizza time! Unfortunately SWIM's gf sees a picture of a crippled dog who has wheels and starts to cry. She reads the story about this crippled dog and its brother and it makes her very sad. She says not to worry and that she is strangely overemotional and she's not really that sad, it's just the drug.
1pm pizza eating. SWIM thinks about the pizza he is eating more than usual. When the two return upstairs something awful happens. They had left the kitchen window open a crack to let in some fresh air and let out some of the heat the oven produced. Unfortunately, this also let in a wasp. SWIM's gf insists he kills it. He feels he must and at first has no concerns other than hitting it correctly and killing it in one shot so as to avoid being stuck with a very pissed off and alive wasp. Doubting his accuracy he suggests the lady wait in the basement. He strikes with the rolled up newspaper and misses. He strikes again, this time a hit, but not a lethal one. He smacks at it a couple more times, but it is in the window sill now and cannot be hit properly. Now he sees it miserably rubbing its head with its legs and writhing in agony. It looked like a puppy. SWIM felt like he'd just given a puppy a terrible beating. He felt terrible. He almost started crying but he didn't want his trip to be a bummer. He tried to tell himself he killed insects quite often and they lived in huge numbers, but he had never seen one look so mammalian before. It was still moving so he thought he was should throw it outside where it would either recover or some other creature might eat it. But it was moving too much for him to feel comfortable picking it up by hand, it could sting him. Then it started walking. He quickly got a glass and trapped it, then set the glass outside the window. It flew away seconds after. SWIM was glad it was alive, but still felt bad for the damage he had inflicted.
A fly had also got in, which he now killed without much remorse. The fly was splattered in one hit and SWIM wrote this off with ease. The wasp was still on his mind. He tried to express the sorrow he had experienced to the gf. He had tears in his eyes and she said he looked like he was going to cry. He closed his eyes for a bit while holding her and had visions (controlled, but more vivid than usual) of hornet/tarantula hybrids.
SWIM wonders now if the wasp had been splattered in one hit, would he have felt nearly as bad? Probably not, having without seeing the be to look mammalian. But perhaps knowing he had killed it would have given him psychological trouble. Then again, the fly didn't.
1:30? SWIM was mostly over the ordeal, though his thoughts wandered back to it now and then. They started enjoying minor OEV's mostly an appreciation for patterns in the carpet and wood and shadows/highlights. They are listening to the mars volta. SWIM closes his eyes at one point and sees visions of mushrooms with eyes in the middle of them, and the eyes squirt water.
SWIM brings the GF a stuffed animal that belongs to someone in his family because he thought she'd think it was cute. She sees it for a bit, then SWIM says "I need to put it back or I'll cry". She asks why, he says he doesn't know. He returns it and explains that he wants to give it to her but can't because it's not his. She seems suggests to SWIM that he may have issues about possession. This makes SWIM think about it and his relationship to the owner of the stuffed animal and it makes him sad. He believes he may have issues and hadn't thought of them like this before. It seemed like quite a revelation.
2pm ish Now in better spirits, they go to the bedroom. They continue listening to mars volta and make love. Both were phenomenal. The music appreciation is incredible as well as the sex. Music has never sounded so interesting to SWIM. Female agrees that music was enhanced. Sex was awesome too. The feeling and thoughts and visions, blurred with the musical background made for a fantastic experience. It was a merging or the feelings of sex, music, love, SWIMSelf and the other, all becoming one. Beautiful. Touch was enhanced marvelously. One description that SWIM thought of is that instead of the sensation of feeling your hand on your partners hip for example, you would feel with every part of your hand, not just a whole sensation of the hand being there, but the feelings in every nerve, eventually merging into one sensation channel. Laying in the dark after sex and continuing listening to the mars volta and then radiohead is also fantastic. 2 hours pass.
4pm SWIM is no longer having any OEVs. His thought process is most definitely still altered and hearing acuity is still high. Female feels quite normal.
7pm SWIM still feels slight head buzz and slightly changed thoughts but mostly normal, a bit tired.
10pm SWIM feels very normal, but tired.
3am next day conclusion, with no sleep yet:
Near and possibly THE hardest and most enjoyable trip SWIM has had yet. His only other tryp experiences were mushrooms a couple of times. Oh, and LSA seeds. He's done other psychedelics, like pot, E, 2ci/e some piperazines and a mystery blotter. And salvia. Both users reported heightened emotions, (over emotional?) greater appreciation for music, more empathy and good sex/touch. Definitely a worthwhile experience. Both would repeat it, though with a better setting and more clear schedules.
A side note from another users experience (roughly 10mg): He felt he had some deep thoughts. The most striking one was when his friend gave him an orange to eat. He was having trouble peeling it, then started thinking about how the orange came to be. He thought about how long it had taken to grow, and all the sunlight and water it had taken. And now he was just going to eat it? He couldn't bring himself to devour it, he thought it was too beautiful.