DOSE:

25 mg

oral

2C-E

(liquid)

BODY WEIGHT:

130 lb

I was intending to take 20 mg 2C-E, but because of my own error in weighing the compound, what I actually ingested on this occasion was 25 mg 2C-E. I mixed it in a little bit of carbonated soft drink, and downed it in several sips.

I was, at the time, at a friend's place. About 10 minutes after drinking the potion, I was already having the familiar things-moving-around visuals. I was surprised at how quickly this effect had been reached, and I chalk it up to the dosage taken.

Shortly after that I felt as though the trip was going to be too intense, and my friend agreed to drive me home. As we walked down the long hall of this apartment building to get to the parking lot, I was pretty tripped-out by the sight of the hall. It looked like the corridor was bending upwards, then sideways, extending and contracting.

During the short drive home, I could feel the mental aspects of the trip getting more intense. Stepping out of the car, saying parting words that I can't exactly remember, I realized upon hearing my own voice that I was already out of my mind and was about to start tripping like a mofo.

I got inside my home and the trip hit me like a sack of bricks. I was surprised at the amount of energy that had manifested in me from the 2C-E, much more than in my previous experience with 15 mg. I was uncomfortable with that much energy, and I was quite glad to be alone and not making a fool of myself in anyone's presence.

I began seeing beautiful snakeskin-type patterns along with the usual things-moving-around. The patterns would appear on any object that I looked at, and would become more intricate and more amazing the longer my gaze lingered.

At some point I found myself no longer willing to walk around, I had to sit down. I closed my eyes and saw amazing images and scenes that didn't make any sense to me; I don't know how to describe them simply because I didn't know what they were. But the main point here is that the closed-eye visuals were of objects, images, and scenes, not of simple patterns and distortions as seen with the open eye.

The open-eye visuals became quite different though when I got up and stared into the mirror. I had been warned not to stare into a mirror while on a psychedelic, but had done it plenty of times before. It is true that curiosity killed the cat, but it must be remembered that I am NOT a cat.

At first, I saw my strange face being simply distorted, along with snake-skin patterns emerging on my skin. Then the creepy part came; my face was rearranged and transformed into some seriously scary and disturbing faces. I've seen some fucked up things before, but this one really got me. It was still fun though, and I can't wait to do it again. But the best part is what happened after the disturbing faces; my face and body disappeared and I was replaced by a glowing 3-D mass of black-and-gold nameless objects, intricately patterned and continuously transforming. This vision would disappear when I moved my eyes, but would resume as soon as I made myself stare at any fixed point.

I came across my trilobite fossil and held it for a while, thinking of the fact that trilobites went extinct 250 million years ago, and that this thing was at least that old. It's a pretty awesome thought to begin with, but it really fascinated me in that state of mind. I was tripping with someone who had been around for hundreds of millions of years!

This was, all in all, an excellent trip full of laughter and amazement. The visuals were totally profound. 25 mg seemed to be a bit too much, in light of the uncomfortable amount of energy and a little stomach discomfort. I was constantly thinking that I was about to vomit, although I certainly didn't feel any nausea (and never did vomit or even gag). I think 20 mg would be better for my tastes.

As I was lying in bed (still awake, still tripping), there was a conversation going on in my head between maybe 5 or 6 different people, a conversation that I had nothing to do with. This was pretty cool since I was tripping, but would have been unwelcome if I were sober.

I've found that I have weird dreams after taking 2C-E, which is something that I've never gotten with 2C-I, even though I've found the 2C-I and 2C-E experiences to be pretty similar. On this particular night, my only remembered dream was of a trip to Six Flags with my mom, brothers, grandfather, George Carlin, and Thomas Jefferson. At the entrance we were shown a list of who gets into Six Flags for what prices, and apparently Thomas Jefferson always gets in for free. He told them that we were his cousins, so we got in for free too. Once inside, George Carlin was telling me a story that I couldn't seem to pay attention to, because of the fact that his pupils were shaped like hearts. There was a roller-coaster with only one guy on it, and that person turned out to be David Cross. He told me that he was dying of cancer, and then took another ride by himself.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 87229
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Apr 4, 2018	Views: 950
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