Citation: JaySee. "Through The Stream of Life: An Experience with 5-MeO-MIPT (exp107636)". Erowid.org. Jan 21, 2018. erowid.org/exp/107636
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I figure I should mention my experience with drugs in general before I start this story. I've been smoking weed once a week for a few years now, and have been doing various psychedelics for the past two years. I've done Shrooms, AL-LAD, LSZ, Hawaiian Baby Woodrose, Salvia, Absinthe, and 4-ACO-DMT. When I do drugs I tend to search for legal ones, which is why I've done so many research chemicals. I do this because they are reasonably easy to access, and are legal to own where I live. Ever since I started doing psychedelics, my goal has been to find the perfect research chemical.
For a while AL-LAD was my go to drug, I had a lot of fun with that. Then there was the research chemical ban in the UK, and AL-LAD became a lot harder to come across. I did a good bit of experimenting with 4-ACO, but could never find it particularly enjoyable. For a while I considered giving up my psychedelic search as my dealer recently stopped supplying ACO, and finding a new reputable resource for research chems was not easy. After a few months of searching, I finally found a new vendor, that was selling a chemical called 5-MeO-MIPT. After some really bad experiences with ACO I was tentative to try this new research chemical, but decided to give it a shot. I ended up with a hundred milligrams and was determined to enjoy it.
It was two days after Christmas, and I had been planning this trip for about a week. I prepared myself by reading plenty of trip reports, and by clearing my schedule of all responsibilities for the day. On the day of the trip, I did some introspective meditation to clear my mind, and to prepare for the adventure of moxy. After the meditation, I weighed out what I believe was roughly five milligrams of moxy, but my scale was being finicky so it could have been a little more or less. I dumped it into my travel mug, which was filled with water. This was so I could drink the moxy and allow the come up to go slowly. I figured if I paced myself and took about an hour to drink the whole mug, I could track how high I was getting, and stop dosing if it got too intense. Then I set aside my mug and weighed out another one milligram just as an allergy test. I rubbed that one milligram under my gums, and just sat down waiting to see if there were any adverse effects.
An hour after I dosed the one milligram, my head felt sort of heavy, but other than that I didn't see any bad reactions, so I decided it was time to drink the mug. I put on some music and got ready to go for a walk. It was rainy, but still surprisingly warm for December. I stepped out of the house, and at about 3:45 I started drinking the mug full of moxy.
T + 0:15 - After walking around for about fifteen minutes, there were not any noticeable effects. I had drunk maybe a quarter of the mug, and despite feeling a little dis-coordinated, I still felt more or less sober.
T + 0:30 - I found myself having to sit down on the bleachers at a nearby park. I felt a little disoriented and slightly nauseous, and didn't think that walking anymore was a particularly good idea. At this point I had drunk about half of my mug, and visual effects were slightly noticeable. The ground under me was undulating like a great grassy ocean, and the horizon started coming very close to me as if it was trying to touch my face. However these effects were not very pronounced, and could have easily been a placebo. I still felt fairly sober, but now I also felt vaguely ill.
T + 0:45 - I decided it was best to walk home, as I didn't want to end up stranded this far from my house. Walking around and enjoying the fresh air helped me ignore some of the more unpleasant effects, but I still felt vaguely normal until I arrived home. I walked to the back porch to sit down and catch my breath, but suddenly it hit me how high I was. The ground was waving and swirling beneath me as if I was on a boat, and my depth perception was unreliable and extremely effected by the moxy.
The ground was waving and swirling beneath me as if I was on a boat, and my depth perception was unreliable and extremely effected by the moxy.
I was feeling very tight chested and uncomfortable, so I smoked a bowl of weed to take the edge off. I found my mind wandering quite a bit, and worrying about how the rest of the trip was going to progress considering how high I had already become.
T + 1:00 - By this time I had drunk about three quarters of the mug, and I was feeling fairly overwhelmed. I was having a tough time concentrating on anything, and was worried this trip would be derailed and end up going poorly. After having tried enough research chemicals to be sick of bad trips, I decided this would be the last time I would do any psychedelics. After trying to calm myself down for a while, I went to my bathroom and sat on the toilet contemplating the trip. I looked around and saw everything through a fish eye lens. My vision wasn't particularly cloudy, I could still see everything very clearly, but the walls were undulating and the floor felt oddly squishy.
My vision wasn't particularly cloudy, I could still see everything very clearly, but the walls were undulating and the floor felt oddly squishy.
It was then that I decided to change the direction of this trip. Unlike other research chemicals, I had become able to keep a completely clear head space, and realized that this entire time I had been fighting the moxy, and it was time to give in and let it take me. Once that decision was made, it's like a switch turned on and everything made sense. The nature of this drug was caring, and I had accepted it into my heart and mind.
T + 1:20 - I decided to go lay down in my bed and turn on some music. The music moved with the walls, I could almost see it. The visuals were becoming more pronounced, and incredibly pleasant. I could stare at my tapestry on the wall and see planets and stars, I could understand the nature of the universe. I was merely a fish in the stream of life, which is why everything looked like I was looking through a fish eye lens. I felt totally in control of the trip. My mind was completely clear, the visuals didn't consume my vision and overwhelm me like it did in other drugs. I was feeling so confident with my state of mind that I went to talk to my mother who was home at the time, and had a very pleasant conversation. I felt hyper intelligent, everything made sense, and I could do anything.
T + 2:00 - I spent most of my trip watching nature documentaries and listening to music. I was astounded by the many varieties of life shown on the shows, I was incredibly immersed in it. I was feeling so good I decided to eat a piece of a weed edible I had stored away, which just made the trip better. I was feeling an insatiable hunger that would not go away, but fortunately I had planned for this and had plenty of snacks to satisfy myself. At this point time had begun to grind to a halt, and everything in life was just as good as it ever could be.
T + 6:00 - At about six hours in I began to come down, very slowly, almost unnoticeably at first. I was too deep in watching movies and TV shows to really notice, but time began to move at a more reasonable pace, the visuals began to slowly fade, and I began to feel more sober. I felt good, rejuvenated. I had finally found a drug that worked for me.
I ended up going to bed at around 11 pm, I did find it difficult to sleep as my mind was still analyzing every bit of information it could come across, and for some reason I had to go pee every twenty minutes. I could not fall asleep until about an hour later, but when I did I had strange but vivid dreams that seemed incredibly life like. I woke up the next morning feeling well rested and active. Unlike other drugs that leave me feeling drained and hungover the next day, this one made me feel warm and content.
Moxy was unlike any other drug I had done, its gentle yet firm hand on my soul was unmatched by anything else. I will certainly do this again.
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