Onset
T0:00
Dose administered
T0:22
Not feeling much beyond the typical psychedelic onset, a sense of anxiety and nausea and tension climbing my limbs.
T0:24
A distinct chill has set in and my limbs are being rocked by a steady wave of tremors, which is fairly typical of every psychedelic comeup for me. It’s like my muscles are being pulled taut and are quivering under the stress.
T0:49
This bears a mighty stimulant edge- I am so nauseous and anxious, so much energy is coursing through me, I am shaking so much that it is difficult to type. It feels like the trip is building but constantly eluding my grasp- I feel like I am desperately anticipating something but it keeps eluding me and postponing itself. I don’t know if what I am anticipating is some perceived leveled off peak or perhaps something deeper and more powerful. For now it simply evades my grasp. Visuals have begun to manifest, though they are slight and escape notice unless specifically focused on- concentric auras around everything, particularly in areas of high contrast, they are radiant and ever so slightly iridescent but they tend to fade into the mess of things. With my eyes closed, I don’t ‘see’ visuals but I can perceive the motion and energy of great, all encompassing images around me. It’s like the drug is challenging me to understand and utilize my senses in creative synesthetic ways. The world is doused in ripples and barely conceivable shifts in perception that I must explore and discover through comparative rigor. It’s not particularly rewarding but it’s still interesting and makes me seriously consider the interplay of my senses.