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Amazing Confusion on Who Knows What
5-MeO-MIPT
by rasta island
Citation:   rasta island. "Amazing Confusion on Who Knows What: An Experience with 5-MeO-MIPT (exp69464)". Erowid.org. Oct 7, 2019. erowid.org/exp/69464

 
DOSE:
1.5 tablets oral 5-MeO-MIPT (pill / tablet)

BODY WEIGHT: 170 lb


[Erowid Note: The substance(s) in this report is not properly identified. Although the report is included in the collection, the substance might be something other than the author believed it to be.]

About a week before taking the 5meo-dipt, my friend got tab we were told were molly, and mescaline. After a few people took them, and the affects were not right, I did some research and found out they were 5meo-dipt. I found out the affects and was very excited to try this new drug. I am well experienced in psychoactive drugs, so I was not too worried about a bad trip.
The night finally came to try out the ďfoxyĒ. I was with 4 other people that were tripping on some amazing acid so I figured we would be on the same level. Now people who previously took these tabs I knew had taken one, but from what I had read online, two could be taken for a very good time.

My friends dropped the acid at 4:45 and expected it to take two hours to really feel, so I waiting till 5:30 to take my first pill and a half. Right after taking it we decided to head down to the parade grounds at my school(big open field in middle of campus) to watch the sun set and start tripping. We brought a Frisbee to pass time. At about 6:00 I started to find the pastel like colors on the sunset more and more beautiful, and my friends said the same. We played till about 6:30, then went an sat on the top of these hills called the Indian mounds for the end of the sunset. By this point my friends were starting to trip and I had a very nice body high.

After some chill time, on the hill we decided to go back to my friendís house. By this point I didnít know what I was feeling, it was like the come-onís of a roll and a trip at the same time. We got home and lit some candles to set the mood, and luckily had a friend there trip sitting. He set us up hooka and was being amazingly helpful to make everything fun. We started watching visualizes and for about an hour and I felt myself getting lost in the mix of colors. I should probably mention by this point I had no concept of time, so I canít tell you what time things happened. We then put on a movie about surfing penguins, and this was the strangest thing I had ever watched. It was a cross between a documentary and reality show. It was this time I realized my mind had completely left me. I sat trying to analyze what I was watching and as hard as I tried the movie baffled me. By this point I was well on my trip and tried to analyze how I felt. I summed it up to an amazing feeling of euphoria, and relaxation, brought upon by utter and complete loss of concentration and though process. My mind had so many things going on that I could not focus on anything whether it be discomfort or anything, I would just get lost in a stare and come back to reality completely calm and relaxed but also with no idea how long I had tuned out or what was going on.

The next portion of the night had the most potential to go wrong, this was the peak of my friendís acid trip and I was at my peak as well. First thing the glow sticks came out, after tying two shoestrings to glow sticks and then to the fan on the ceilings things were starting to become almost too much. I had earlier talked to my friends about how fun it is to break glow sticks, well low and behold they broke glow sticks. I was sitting on the couch in utter relaxation, by myself in my own little world I had created, till I heard laughter that would not stop. I go upstairs to find that my friends had broken glow sticks all over the stairs and rubbed it on the walls, and floor. My first thought when I saw this was utter horror, I had not moved in about an hour on a couch and I get up to find what looked like a CSI crime scene, it really freaked me out. There were spurts of juice that looked like blood spatter, and hand prints that streaked down the wall. It took some talking down not to lose it but I eventually went with it and we all lost ourselves in laughter for quite some time as we painted our bodys with glowing green, and did some dancing while covered. For awhile I just sat on the floor and watched the glowing, it looked electric to me, as if not of this world it was so amazing, it boggled my mind how I was actually seeing something so vibrant.

The rest of the night was very vivid, and consisted of me sitting on a couch in a state of lala land not knowing what to do, how to think, what I should be thinking or what other people were thinking of me at this point, considering I didnít talk very much the rest of the night.

My friend got some pastels and some paper and we started coloring for about 3 hours, this 3 hours felt like about 20 mins for me, which was very strange. I sat and drew using black, red, yellow and green, and tried to express what my mind was experiencing. In the end of it I made a ridiculous blend of these colors, and it consisted of a house and a weed plant that kind of turned out to be a palm tree. These were the only identifiable things the paper which was about 1.5 feet by 2 feet, it was completely covered in colors that seemed to radiate out from different points on the page. I could look at it and just stare in awe. It looked beautiful to me. It really was what I was experiencing beautiful confusion.

I sat for about 1.5 hours just in my own world as my friends finished drawing and tripping, however I was still very much out of m mind, I had completely no communication skills, which made me paranoid about the people around me. We then decided to switch houses and go to a friends to chill and order pizza. Upon getting there the house was packed with people and I headed straight for the porch. I realized I could not be around these people without them taking me for crazy and got a friend to drive me home. At this point the only thing wrong with me was a complete lack a mental thought, I was not losing my mind or anything I just couldnít process anything so I was not worried about being by myself.

I spent the rest of my night reflecting on what I had just experienced. I summed up that the 5meo-dipts affects all ultimately came from my mind aimlessly wandering. The euphoria, the uncontrollable, laughter, and utter amazement of the glow juice all came from me not knowing how to understand it. I must add there were certain points in the night I felt odd body pains that scared me. I donít really remember at what point in the night it happened, but there was a span of about 45 mins were I was actually scared about what I put in my body. A little talking to myself and convincing it was just a drug fixed the problem, but it did scare me a good bit for a while.

All in all I donít know how to describe it completely, it was very interesting and at times very intense much of the night is a blur. I can say I think I have had my fun with this drug and donít really have the desire to take it again.

Exp Year: 2008ExpID: 69464
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: Not Given 
Published: Oct 7, 2019Views: 905
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