Citation: ad91on. "Felt Like and Overdose but It Wasn't: An Experience with 5-MeO-MiPT after Methamphetamine, Alprazolam & Alcohol (exp105229)". Erowid.org. Jan 15, 2017. erowid.org/exp/105229
NYE - 4 of us decide to smoke meth before going to a trance gig. We have 0.5g of meth between us and set out to smoke it all before we set off so that we don't have to take anything with us that could get us into trouble.
1700 - We kick off smoking. Enough has been said about meth and the horrors of it and all that but we managed to smoke all but maybe 50mg of the stuff by around 1930.
(many alcoholic beverages are consumed in this period of time)
2330 - We find ourselves somewhat prematurely coming down (well, not as high as we were). One member of our group was experiencing some extreme anxiety of which we were unaware of until now, so he goes and calms down outside of the venue we were at.
It is worth noting here that, because we were feeling not quite as good as before, we drank even more, which seemed to enhance the meth feelings again. I also found that a singular cigarette further enhanced the feelings of being high (I am not a smoker).
0150 - We arrived back home, far earlier than expected. We all take a bit of xanax (in raw powder form, so dose is more or less unknown, but could not have been more than 1mg each judging by the effects of what was taken). Some more beers are drank, and two of us set to salvaging the remaining meth from our various pipes for a while. We chat and listen to music and just generally talk shit.
0300 - Since there was no meth left to smoke and it was NYE, two of us decide to raid my little bag of tricks. After some discussion, we decide to smoke a little 5-meo-mipt.
This is where things got interesting. I have used moxy several times before, with nearly always good, enjoyable experiences. One time I used it in the past, I did notice an uncomfortable tightness in my chest and the feeling of a racing heartbeat, persisting for some 45 minutes until the effects started wearing off, leaving me with an extremely enjoyable afterglow. I also knew that combining moxy with the meth in our systems would have a synergistic effect and increase my heart rate further. I also knew that the alcohol and xanax would help to calm any possible unwanted side effects.
So I load the crack pipe with some moxy - a small 'drug shovel' full of the stuff, and offer it to my friend, cautioning him to take small puffs and of the extremely low active dose. He takes a few small puffs, and passes it on to me. He seems alright, if a bit surprised at how suddenly the effects came on and the intensity of them.
Having been given the pipe, and, used to smoking meth all night and taking mega hits of it from this very same pipe now being used to smoke the moxy, I light up the pipe and take what I thought was a small hit.
Instantly, almost like a hit of DMT, my world is twisted in a thousand directions. Intense visuals see the walls of the room twisting and melting in all directions; there is an incredibly, overwhelmingly intense rush and, through some miracle, I managed to put the pipe down and throw myself back in my seat and grip the sides of the chair.
Everything is swirling and moving; my body has all of a sudden become incredibly clammy and sweaty. My heart feels like it is about to explode. My body feels weird. Everything I touch has this incredible tactile feel to it, but it is more alien than enjoyable. I spent probably 5 minutes not saying much and just sort of holding on to my chair.
It is important to note now that I am very experienced with psychedelics and their mind altering affects.
After that 5 minutes, the insanely intense visuals died a tiny bit. Having said that, I could always distinguish my friends and where I was. Waves of nausea unlike anything I have ever felt wash over me, but rather than feel like I was going to vomit, I felt like my whole chest was going to be ejected through my mouth. I urge one of my friends to bring me a bucket just in case, which they do.
My other friend who smoked it seemed fine at this stage. He later said that it took him a good 45 minutes to actually start to enjoy the effects of the moxy. During this time, while I was incredibly uncomfortable and feeling like I was overdosing, I was still able to talk a bit and even laughed at a few things, not wanting to kill everyone else's good time.
0315 - I am feeling extreme body load. My heart rate feels like it is over 200bpm. The experience seemed to come in waves, too. I was completely unable to move at all for fear of throwing up. The feeling as if I had taken far, far too much was becoming all too real. I felt as if I was on the urge of a major seizure or a heart attack. However, the tightness in my chest and the feeling of the rapid heart beat were familiar from my previous use of this drug.
the tightness in my chest and the feeling of the rapid heart beat were familiar from my previous use of this drug.
In my mind, I figured out what was going on. The stupidly high dose of 5-meo-mipt I took combined with the meth obviously would raise my heart rate. But I knew, in my mind, that although my heart rate was elevated, the FEELING of it beating too fast wasn't real. That was the moxy. The xanax and alcohol combined were also keeping my heart rate down, and keeping me from a full-scale freakout.
At this stage, I inform my friends of what is going on. I tell them that I wasn't having a great time, to get me some more xanax, and that I need to ride it out. I knew that in 45 minutes to an hour, this would all subside.
In that time, if I hadn't been more experienced in these things, I would have made them call an ambulance. I felt like I was going to die. My heart rate felt like it was over 200bpm the whole time. I was afraid to move for fear of increasing my heart rate. Several times I lost the ability to talk and couldn't follow conversations. My hands were clammy. Nothing felt familiar or right. I very much felt like I had ingested a poison of some sort. However, I knew that if I was going to have a seizure or a heart attack, I would have had it by now. The extra xanax helped calm me down a bit, too.
0400 - My friends have been urging me to drink some water, but I just can't. They ask if they can do anything for me many times and I just tell them I need to ride it out. I'm lucid, but still unable to move. The visuals are subsiding fairly rapidly by now, but the body load remains. At this stage I remember I have a heart rate monitor app on my phone and I get a friend to pass it to me.
0411 - (I know this exact time thanks to the app) My heart rate is 106bpm. All anxiety I had about dying leaves all at once. I knew it! I knew that the feeling of my heart about to explode wasn't real! By this stage I had become a little more chatty, if still very nauseous and unable to move. Relief washes over me. Slowly, as the serious negative side effects wear off, the enjoyable ones come to light. Although I still had an intense tightness in my chest, I was relaxing a bit more and knew that this incredibly intense experience was winding up.
The intense effects subside nearly instantly after around t+1:15, and within a few minutes of them subsiding (particularly the nausea and chest tightness) I find myself roaming around the house, tidying up, and chatting as if nothing had ever happened. Obviously, I am still high from the moxy and the tail-end of the meth, but I went from feeling like I was dying to functional human within an hour and a bit.
0442 - Heart rate is now 93bpm. I can now walk, talk and function again and am very much enjoying the moxy. I am extremely glad that such an overwhelmingly intense experience is over.
Shortly after this, the two of us still awake on the moxy note how lucid and normal we feel, especially after a night out on meth and what I had just been through. With this in mind, and noting how nice the afterglow from the moxy was, we decide to redose the moxy by smoking it again, this time taking tiny, tiny little puffs. (I would say probably between 7 and 12mg judging by effects).
Instantly we feel energised and good. None of that horrible stuff I went through. We actually felt so good and functional that we went for a 2 hour walk, in which we encountered many early morning walkers without even the slightest hint of anxiety about being high (possibly thanks to the xanax). We were also completely coherent with total control of a faculties. It was as if we had reach sobriety with the combination of drugs in our systems.
The next day we all felt fine with little to no comedown effects. The two of us who had done moxy stayed awake all day, the other two got a few hours sleep between 430 and 930 and also stayed up the rest of the day. It is important to note how normal everybody felt despite the lack of sleep and food. No one was particularly tired or scattered or anything like that. All in all it was a highly enjoyable evening dotted with a few little inconveniences.
Now, the reason why I write this report is to demonstrate the power of psychedelics to distort my feelings. I have done so many drugs that I know when they are playing tricks on me. The feelings I had during that hour and a bit after all the moxy were all very, very real. I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. I felt like I was going to die. I was, for some moments, genuinely afraid that I had made a mistake, that I had gone too far and I would become another person found dead on NYE due to a drug overdose. My heart really, really did feel like it was beating too fast, and the sensations could definitely have been seen as symptoms of an overdose.
Thank god I was with people who were not drug naive and thank god I was not drug naive. If I had never done something like that before, I am 100% sure that I would have freaked out and required medical attention. I also would have sobered up by the time I got to a hospital and felt like quite the cock for being a wuss and not riding it out.
The reason for the massive dose I took I can only attribute to meth-induced cockiness. I am never normally that stupid. Needless to say, it threw me completely sideways and punished me greatly for my insolence.
With all this in mind, in small doses, 5-MEO-MIPT is a fantastic chemical. It's so fun, it's functional and the tactile sensations are awesome. The headspace is great, everything is hilarious. Colors are turned way up and I can appreciate the beauty in many things. At higher doses however, I find the visuals distracting and not particularly pleasant. There is no real comedown and no urge to redose.
[In the future I would] get a set of 0.000 scales to take it orally or smoke it only in the tiniest of puffs until I get to where I want to be.
Even though it may have felt that this experience felt endless, it did end.
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