Citation: Pharmofile. "Reminders: An Experience with 5-MeO-MIPT (exp98362)". Erowid.org. Feb 3, 2016. erowid.org/exp/98362
Set and setting:
Six years ago, I made a stupid mistake in identifying a chemical. As a result, I took several times the normal dose and suffered through a seemingly endless 24 hours of violent, disturbing imagery. For several years afterwards, I could not stomach the thought of further psychedelic experiences. I could only remember the waves of nausea and the fear of the dark aspects of my mind that had emerged previously. By the time that I was ready to try again, I was in a different place in my life (both figuratively and literally), and no longer had access to the substances. I contented myself with listening to other peoples' reports and offering friendly guidance as a sitter.
That changed last week. From out of the blue, a new friend offered my partner (S) and me each 10 mg of 5-MeO-MIPT. We were at an open-air festival, surrounded by nature and like-minded people. I felt relaxed and curious, but with an undercurrent of mild apprehension due to the past.
0:00 - I pop the paper into my mouth while walking around the festival site. I had been warned that it would taste bitter. The warning was well deserved: I have difficulty not making a cat-with-a-hairball face at everyone passing me by.
0:23 - The first effect I notice is a slightly upset stomach. Shortly afterwards, I am aware of nervous energy throughout my body. I should keep moving.
0:38 - I feel twitchy with energy. This feeling would probably be fantastic if I was dancing, but unfortunately there is no dance music to be found this early in the evening. When I momentarily stop walking the energy threatens to turn into nausea, so S and I continue our stroll around the campsite. My mouth is dry, but not enough to be annoying. Colors are brighter than usual, but not to the extent that I remember from other psychedelics.
Jotting down notes takes more time than it should, but why? Strangely, I can't tell whether my thoughts are slowed or are moving so quickly that I can't keep up.
Strangely, I can't tell whether my thoughts are slowed or are moving so quickly that I can't keep up.
0:51 - Colors have intensified further. An art installation painted in fluorescent colors seems to be glowing in the dim evening light. Textured surfaces have minor waving movements. The nausea has increased to the point that I don't really want to be stuck in a public area, so we head out of the busy forest towards an empty, grassy field.
1:09 - We are sitting on a hill admiring the view. The twitchiness has increased further. Writing is difficult. My feet have developed a fast tremor that would be obvious to anyone standing nearby. S is much less affected, but that was always the pattern when we both took the same dose. I am only able to sit still for five to ten minutes at a time before feeling an unbearable urge to get up and move around.
At first I think that there is not much going on visually. However, after watching the clouds for about 30 seconds they begin to form shifting, multilayered, hexagonal patterns. I realize that I'm analyzing how to produce the effect in graphics code. The patterning is distinct from what I remember from 2C-E. Would I be able to use tell what I had taken from looking at the clouds?
Closed-eye visuals of geometric patterns are also present. Even S can see them, which is highly unusual for him.
I try to talk to S but I can't find the words to communicate anything more complex than basic chitchat. The thoughts seem well-formed in my head, but I seem to be talking like a 5 year old. I'm mildly frustrated by that, so I decide to focus on having a heart-to-heart with myself instead.
2:04 - We found a DJ playing chill music, and it sounded fantastic. S is sprawled in a hammock near the music, with a huge smile on his face. The nausea is completely gone but I still have more energy than I know what to do with. I find it difficult to sit still, so I go for a walk. In any case, I am feeling introspective and the walk gives me time to think about the current course of my life. I am reminded that, despite the day-to-day stresses, I feel lucky to be who and where I am. I am also reminded that I have missed these heart-to-heart sessions with my own psyche.
I stop by our camp to grab some fruit to eat. The nectarine doesn't taste as sweet as it should, but my stomach seems pleased anyway.
3:51 - Most of the effects are gone. I still have difficulty carrying on a conversation, and my walking seems slightly wobbly. S is fully recovered.
5:34 - No effects remaining.
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