DOSE: T+ 0:00		smoked	Cannabis
T+ 0:00	120 mg	oral	MDMA
T+ 1:00	30 mg	oral	2C-B
T+ 1:00		insufflated	S-Ketamine
T+ 0:00	0.5 mg	oral	Pharms - Alprazolam	(pill / tablet)
T+ 0:00	repeated	insufflated	S-Ketamine

BODY WEIGHT:

70 kg

Setting: It was a nice Friday afternoon at a friend's place, preparing a fire, smoking some marijuana and listening to music when we decided to crack out the bag of party materials we'd been thinking about.

Set: The plan was for everybody to have some MDMA and for three or four of us to take some 2cb a few hours in to see what the famous combination was all about, although as I was the only one with experience in 2cb (three ~20mg trips in the past 6 months), I took mine first, and far too early at just an hour or so after we dosed the MDMA. I went with 30mg 2cb instead of the usual 20mg even though I'd never taken it with MDMA before, because my last experiences with it had been so intriguing yet unfulfilling. I suppose I believed there was more to be gained from the material at a higher dose, though in retrospect I think it was foolish to push the limits of a drug with such a tangible body load in combination with other drugs for the first time.

I'd acquired some delightful ketamine and was keen to sniff some of that on the peak of my flip as I've previously had massive successes with K and LSD, but decided to dose as soon as I took my 2cb because I got a feeling that the dose of K I wanted would be too much of a mindfuck once I'd come up on a new psychedelic combination, especially at a chilled backyard session with some less psychedelically inclined friends.

Ten minutes or so after taking the ket, I lost my ability to communicate with my friends. I slid into a very gentle, slow and immersive ketamine trip that seemed infinitely relaxing due to the feeling I got of my thought processes being born and forgotten in some far away mechanism, distant and irrelevant to the scene being experienced by this strange creature and the fire burning in front of it. My soul felt scrambled, absurd and constantly rearranging, and I wondered how far I could push my noodle before it broke, although I never felt anxious or endangered. There's something about the chaos of a good ketamine experience that feels so impossibly real and relevant to my existence that just keeps me intrigued , and planning to return.

I'm not sure if I K-holed or not, but there was a point in my trip where I felt like my whole existence was flattening and concentrating into a singularity and it felt like versions of this scene were falling over one another for probably five or ten minutes. When I was returning from the void the only words I could offer my friends as explanation were, 'that K-hole was fucked'.

On the way back, the 2cb swallowed me like a prehistoric mosquito in a drop of tree sap. It felt like I'd have guessed 40mg of 2cb might have felt given my experience, but with the good parts drowned out by the rougher edges of the drug cranked up ten notches. People asked me how I was feeling, and I tried to explain to them that it was hard for me to talk because of how hard I was tripping, but my voice sounded like it was being yelled right in my ears, every whip of wind was a howl and people's questions were extremely distant and shrill. I think I settled into this state for a half hour or so, looking at the fire and pondering the ketamine I was still enjoying the last of, when I figured that although the music sounded fairly pumping on that combo, I was being disappointed by my absolute inability to participate in the party that everyone else present was massively enjoying and I decided to take a quarter of a xanax to settle the trip down a bit.

I embarked on my most difficult stumble through the dark to date, to a small pool of lamp light and rummaged through my pockets and drug bag for the tablet for what felt like an hour, disabled by the limb-retarding qualities of ketamine and the feeling of my perceptions being thickly compressed like sound waves.

I sat back down outside and told people what I took, and within five minutes I'd recovered enough to explain in detail what happened to me in that hour or two I was vacantly gazing ahead of me. I then proceeded to sniff a bit more K during the night and headed to bed with my noodle intact.

Conclusion: This is my first trip report, because it's the first time I've felt compelled to tell somebody about something they shouldn't do regarding drugs.

I don't think it was a mistake to take a high dose of 2cb at all, other people's positive experiences with similar doses/combinations/settings led to me ingest it in the first place, I just think that if I'd tried that new combination with that much 2cb (which I knew has a massive body load) without having the benzo as a backup, I probably would have been extremely frustrated about my situation. I don't think there's much capacity for a 'bad' trip on 2cb and MDMA, but I have been shown the real possibility of an extremely, severely annoying one.

All in all I feel that LSD is far better suited to combining with MDMA and ketamine, in my experience it's taken the dissociative aspects of the trip further than any other dissociative/psychedelic combination I have tried (MDMA+K+DMT, LSD+DXM, Psychedelics and NoS), and the recovery from the jumbled mindstate has been more interesting, forgiving and sociable in terms of being able to communicate with others.

[Reported dose of ketamine: 100 mg]

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 110324
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 21
Published: May 1, 2017	Views: 3,846
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