Ecstacy: Classic or Dud, RFI

As for the long term effects, who knows, it must have some but that's the risk you take, even with fags and booze. It's not terribly addictive in itself but the high is and it does offer diminishing returns if you do it often. Eat lots of oily fish, I always used to have canned mackrel on toast pre-clubbing and during the comedown. Be-sensible about it and you'll probably be OK. Biggest risk can be waiting to come up and gobbling extra pills thinking the first isn't working. I knew a lot of people who used to double and triple drop at the start of an evening, but that was far too hardcore for me. Although munching four of an evening wasn't uncommon.

It's given me a long standing hatred of chewing gum, it will make you chew your face off but half hour old manically chewed gum is one of the vilest substances known to man.

xpost

xpost, I see your point. The worrying would probably kill a lot of enjoyment for me.

don't buy into this "it will make you fall over and die" stuff. You're more likely to die from eating a bayleaf. Or something.

as for risks and stuff, i dunno, ive seen so many people do it, and ive done it so many times, and ive never seen anything even remotely bad really. and as for the long term, again, i think fags and booze will do you in far sooner than pills

i think it should be on the NHS

Much of what Ed says is accurate. It is great fun.

Best thing about the end of 'rave culture' in flyover USA - no more people talking about "my pills were made with heroin!" and so on.

This guy also tried to sell me a solid brick of caffeine once, but that is another story.

I've never suffered from this side effect myself but of witness to my friend who became scarely paranoid and accused all of his mates that we were 'out to get him' for the entire night/morning. This was not fun, for anybody.

You'll have to be in a good emotional state before taking it, mind. And you could find yourself pretty fucking depressed for a few days after. But really, until you've danced to The Man With The Red Face in someone's basement while absolutely off your tits you'll be oblivious to its general classicness. Still the most out-and-out FUN drug you can do, in my experience.

Also, it'll make you last at least three hours longer at parties.

caveats, stay away from speed, forever, never ever do speed, it is the most disgusting and scary thing I've ever done.

as for comedowns I never really got them until well into my career, I don't think so anyway. for the first 40 or so times you do them, unless it's every week, in my experience anyway you'll be so elated at the amazing night out you've had that you don't feel a comedown.

very easy to get hooked on socially, so difficult to stop forever once you've opened pandoras box. how can normality compare with a blackout of complete and utter goofy happiness. can't do justice to it here really, in words, just know that when people say you feel amazing and love everybody that you can't understand what they mean because you've never felt like that until you've done ecstacy, at least not in the same inhuman, artificial and amazing way.

of course eventually, periodically, you may reflect on the zombification that is such a big part of your social life, and despair that you are gutting your own sense of self on a weekly basis in order to lose control and have fun, and in a way you are, but these thoughts will also course through your brain as you stand in a club, out of your mind on ecstacy, thinking "what the fuck was I thinking with that zombification shit earlier"

you know, it's your decision, I think it's something you have to take a sort of leap of faith on, even though it is possible to eventually become completely desensitized to the dangers or "dangers" of ecstacy. too desensitized perhaps! some people do take this leap, others don't.

Ecstasy (the substance): C/D?

2 - eat something nutritious an hour before, like a salad or fruit cup or something, maybe some MSM and a Centrum to get preemptive on yr body

3 - go in halves. I don't do pressed shit ever anymore so i just shake out half a gelcap onto a business card and down it with OJ. I mean don't just go get FUCKED, but be eazy and get that supersharp jetpropelled control control control

4 - don't go to any event or do anything where the drug is the focus, and don[t plan the shit out of your night, just cruuuuise

5 - drink a smoothie, eat bowl of cereal, even milk + nestle Quik, just get SOMETHING in you before bed, with a clonazepam, 5-htp, and some weed, then SLEEP. marathons are what fuck you up, tell yr skeeetchball friends to fuck off and GET THAT SLEEP and skip the comedown altogether.

ditto marathons, know when to call it quits for the night

I don't believe in halves.

it can be a really amazing experience, utterly blissful - not in the least bit overrated, and something I would definitely recommend (that sounds like the wrong word, but at least it's not 'encourage'). I've not had any comedowns yet so no advice there, really.

The last post is about right, yes.

I think pretty possible. It's probably a lot easier to take it only three or four times, though - that first time on virgin wiring is eight hours of something you'll want again, some movie joycore montage stretched out over forever. I haven't touched any for five months or so, and I didn't really feel like this took any effort - it might be different if one was naturally inclined to depressiveness, I dunno, others would have to confirm that.

It will ruin your music taste.

one tip: don't drink vodka and tonic on E. for some reason it tastes disgusting.

FWIW, I didn't find E to be the least bit addictive.

i guess it is worrisome that you don't know exactly what you're getting sometimes due to its illegal nature - meaning that i've had pills that are speedier than i would have liked. i can't imagine that occasional recreational use would have any of the long term damage effects that i would have got from years of smoking like a chimney and bingedrinking....

In answer to Roxy's question, it made me feel like everything around me was miraculously wonderful, and helped me understand how compassion/empathy and sensory pleasure are directly linked in the brain - it was an "oh, I get it now!" experience.

Since then, I've felt NO desire at all to ever do it again. I feel like I got what there was to get from it - as I told a couple of friends later, it was like being in the front row at a really great lecture. It'd just be redundant to repeat the experience.

Advice for the actual experience, watch the drinking! You'll find yourself feeling not quite as amazing as you did 5 minutues ago every now and then, don't worry, it'll come back, like waves, don't use drinking to make yourself come back up. I swear drinking too much is a big influence in the ecstacy hangover. You can just keep on going...

Some people tend to chew their faces off, watch out for this! Chewing gum can help, each time I come down a tiny bit I remind myself to just chill out and enjoy it. Thats another thing, chill out it with it if you're in a social situation.

Some people get 'the fear' when they're coming up, this rushing, paranoid feeling, this is so easy to control while on ecstacy unlike weed or other drugs like that. If you just sit down, or change the situation, or just relax for 5 minutes you'll be fine and feeling amazing within minutues.

Once you've taken one, or even a half, WAIT! It can take bloody ages, especially if you're aprehensive about trying it. I'd strongly advise not doing more than one for your first experience. You can easily get that out of control thing where you won't remember what you did, I much prefer to be aware of the experience.

My best ecstacy experience was the other day at a birthday gathering. It was with a bunch of people I hadn't really seen since 6th Form. Its amazing for those sort of situations.

Also, with this sort of thing, I find its the availability that can make it addictive, I wouldn't have a clue how to get any outside of certain friendship groups

Exactly.

heheheh, heh. that is a very amusing image.

sorry. i have a puerile mind. and it's a bank holiday and i'm at work. indulge me.

I do think it's funny that people are logging out to post on this thread. It's not like the thought police are going around collecting people who claim to have taken E at some stage in the past. That's certainly what I, Alfred Mayhew of 23 Westchester Villas, Clifden, Bristol have to say on the subject.

here is how you deal with this: sit down and grab a swig of water and it will pass in five or ten minutes.

xpost haha

i can't tell you how much i wished someone had warned me this would happen!

I wouldn't have said, hey, restrict yourself to one your first time either, as a rule. it depends what is going down. most people I know took 2 or 3 on their first time, and stayed out all night hugging each other.

haha. OTM. The way it just suddenly gets to a point it can no longer be chewed and just turns to a horrible mush.

I would probably sidestep pills altogether and go for pure MDMA if you possibly can, just because not knowing what's in there is a bit of a headfuck.

See, I just don’t get this argument. Surely it is far easier to cut powder with other substances?

taking a half means you can take the other half later on

I do this sometimes if I want to spread the evening out, but I much prefer the full-on rushing effect when you first come-up on a whole pill - however, I would recommend to only take a half on your first time...

I can't imagine taking a pill every weekend, that just sounds like a recipe for frustration as the diminishing returns hit.

So true. I try to limit myself to one a month.

It will ruin your music taste.

Just make sure you only take them where the music is something you like sober and you won’t find yourself turning into Mr Trance Trousers.

And, there have been plenty of times when I’ve heard some crap tunes on pills and stopped dancing.

General comments?

The day after you usually still have some MDMA active in your system and have a restless, blissfull feeling - a quiet pint or two will sort you out nicely.

My biggest problem with E, is the low feeling I get a couple of days after taking one, and the way it seems to lower my immune system often resulting in a mild cold other the following week.

One final thing.... Some people get a strong urge to have a shit when coming-up! So, just get it out of your system and get back to the dancing.

After-parties can screw you up.

I don't really believe in this E comedown thing you hear about. I think it's just made up, and anyone who reports it is fibbing, like those people who are abducted by UFOs.

alcohol is a comedown blitzer too

ketamine is really really fun, but in small doses.

or, in english, you should realize that you are running a higher risk of damaging your brain than with booze or weed. that doesn't mean everyone who takes it will slip into depression or even experience a prolonged, uncomfortable comedown, but don't be surprised if you do.

Like a lot of drugs, great in moderation. As others have suggested, the problem lies in not knowing substance amounts in pills, or even what they contain. Maybe MDA, maybe meth/amphetamine, maybe K, maybe caffiene, maybe PMA, maybe nothing (although not heroin or coke).

please note that this says nothing as far as binge MDMA use, which, even if the damage isn't permanent, will most certainly fuck your shit up in a non-pleasant way for the next few days. chronic MDMA use is even worse.

Those scans are also taken shortly after or in the midst of binges or periods of heavy use, not after the subject has stopped using the substance and had sufficient time to recover. Scans taken months to years after cessation of MDMA use show no such disparity in brain activity.

Also, these studies and scans fail to account for the fact that the majority of heavy MDMA users are also users of myriad other drugs. Is there any reason to rationally assume that these areas of reduced activity are the result of MDMA rather than ketamine, cocaine, alcohol, or amphetamines, either alone or in conjunction with MDMA? No, there isn't.

Also, they were publicized to the world on Oprah, so that's a big fat warning bell going off right there as far accepting them uncritically.

However, you are totally correct in saying that heavy, chronic MDMA use is incredibly stupid, for a wide, wide variety of reasons. I'm just saying permanent brain damage may not be as severe as popularly assumed, and seems to be nonexistent with moderate, occasional use.

As far as the alcohol stuff, I'll hold that the amount of alcohol at which you become pretty drunk is proven to be neurotoxic to a degree that the amount of MDMA at which you become pretty high is not.

Actually, several studies have suggested that moderate alcohol consumption is very good for your health and your liver. As with a lot of things, it's all in proportion. At a certain point, its minuses manifest and outweigh its pluses.

And MDMA has shown quite a bit of promise as therapy for PTSD, amongst other psychological ailments.

yeah we've all heard about these studies, but did they account for the fact that it wasn't the alcohol per se, but the other ingredients in the alcholic drinks? ie grape juice is pretty good for you, and i'm guessing grains such as hops and barley would be somewhat nutricious as well.

Anyway, comments about moderation OTM. I see people I know when I go out clubbing who neck loads of pills every weekend, only to just stand around moaning about the music not being good any more, and not wanting to dance.

TAKE A LONG BREAK GUYS!!

Once (or maybe twice) a month is more than enough for me - and hardly ever more than one pill in a night is my advice. And try not to mix it with other drugs except in moderation (eg. a pint or spliff or two but never much more).

which has recently been found to have a high correlation with the onset of psychosis in a uk study. so.

though, the phrase "ingest an obscene amount of..." really is a warning in itself

I would imagine, that due to the social acceptability of ingesting large quantities of alcohol, and the fact that every social event tends to involve this, I will do more damage to myself with alcohol than with any other drug.

x-post "obscene" is a very subjective term, some people here are using it solely to describe what they feel is "obscene" for them, others find other people obscene.

I recommend that people who like to dabble try ketamine. It’s the future!

I did ketamine about a month and a half ago and that’ll do me for a while, well until Glastonbury. After that I won’t have it for months.

We (friends and co) usually have a bit if a binge, and then leave it for a couple of months. We’re all fine, no mental problems in our group.

Oh ok then. Thanks for clearing that up. uh, no I mean the 2 weeks of feeling a bit crabby is well worth it but I'd like to hear some definitive reports about the long-term effects.

Yeah ketamine is A Drug, in the sense that when you watched Grange Hill as a kid and someone did a drug and your 9yr old mind goes haywire trying to imagine what it could be like. The one time I od'd on it, I was at a ketparty lay on a bed completely wiped out. Drifting in and out of consciousness, waking up mumbling "What are words..." When I finally came round I heard the news on the tv in the next room announce Princess Di's death and shuddered, thinking "Oh shit WHAT did I get up to last night.."

Another time, a friend claimed he spent the entire experience running along the side of the walls, roman gladiatorstyle, then sat down on the floor and folded the room up and put it in his pocket.

Few simple guidelines for k:
Don't do it in a club, do it at yours or a friend's home.
Do very tiny lines at first, wait 30 minutes, if it's not enough then top it up with more tiny lines until you're there.
Try to make sure it's stolen direct from a vet, so it's not mixed with other stuff.

I like ket but try not to do it too often as afterwards I always get this feeling like I've just ruined big patches of my brain.

I can’t help but smile every time I think of when I’ve had it.

better than going into 'em heavy though. i can't do drugs, i only get two days off at the weekend and i don't want to spend any of that time off my face, or even worse recovering. i feel braindead enough at work without having to switch off at the weekend as well. possibly if i had a different lifestyle in general it would be feasible. but stuff like ketamine -- literally *never* seen *any* appeal, which i can see for heroin or coke or even ecstasy.

You're damn right it's stupid. I never ever said anyone should do that, raver or no, did I? If you're going to take MDMA on some sort of regular basis, shit, once or twice a year is more like it. Taking something that strong as frequently as a lot of people do is begging for serious trouble. All I was saying was that the "holes in your brain!" thing is bunk, which it is. The scans aren't really false, but they can be and are likely manipulated to suggest stronger conclusions than may really be there.

haha yes! i had that kind of feeling, everything sort of turned into chess but i couldnt move, except i could move, then i reached for my drink which seemed to be about 30 yards away. its weird though, because its not really like hallucinating. most of the weirdness isnt hallucinatory, its more just this feeling of being insane. its very difficult to describe, but thats what i thought on it, "i am insane", then afterwards its just very draining, and that feeling that huge areas of your brain have been killed. not something to do very often. its interesting more than fun. i dont really have any urge to do it again, put it that way

seconded. it's a fucking horse tranquiliser! christ, i'm all for a healthy sense of experimentation, but there's a line. and horse tranqs are on the other side of it.

I've had it once, it was alright, nothing to write home about tho

"Dear Mum,

I recently ingested an obscene amount of powdered MDMA and fondled my eyelid until it turned into a chicken breast! I hope the weather's better and I'm looking forward to seeing you soon.

Lots of love,
the fruit of your womb"

-- Orbit

actually, the few people i know who've had drug-related schizophrenic/psychotic breaks were heavy cannabis users.

I believe it is thought that using cannabis - especially the highly potent modern engineered strains (Skunk etc.) - is likely to bring out schizophrenia in people who might otherwise have controlled it.

I know that my experienc e of heavy use of bog-standard weed and hash many years ago (probably around a half-ounce presonal consumption a week for a couple of years) that it probably contributed to amplifying my feelings of depression at the time. Therefore I can imagine that stronger weed would be likely amplify or draw-out other mental problems in other people.

Anyway, here's a picture showing the evils of taking pills if ever there was one:

http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/4200/gurn7az.jpg

that's my 2+2=7 conspiracy theory

I do it probably bi-monthly now, and that seems fine.

This site is fucking hilarious:
http://www.mdma.nu/

In fact, it is rumored that the original street name was "empathy", which is a much better fit, but was determined to not be as marketable.

Apparently there is a committee who meet when required and decide on street names for drugs based on their marketability.

So how many pills should I take?

One is always a good number. If you find it to be a little weak, you might try one and a half (bite the second one in half).

LIGHTPILL.

47 is always a good number. once you plan to die as opposed to engaging in any kind of so called "later life"

i always say to my friends that if i die in a drink or drug related mishap they should say that thing to the papers that people always do when a mountaineer falls in a gorge or some Munroist gets lost in a snowstorm "he died doing what he love" appended with "... drugs".

loved even

"he died as he lived...gurning and hugging people he didn't know"

basically ecstasy is brilliant until you get older and can't decide whether to blame being a loser on it or yourself or both

i only use it 10-15 times a year so i know that my being a loser is attributable to something else.

best drug ever

there has been some fun times for sure.

last time i had it was 8 or 9 years ago and we were at jazz fest in new orleans and wandered all spaced out into a sketchy neighborhood and got robbed at gunpoint. bummmer. but generally my experiences have been great - isolated, not very frequent times, generally with good friends. I've had some great epiphanies on drugs that carried into my sober life. I'm glad I didn't disrespect the power/specialness of it and do it every weekend on the dancefloor.

This site is fucking hilarious

From a cursory look, it seems a bit earnest, though sincere..its heart is in the right place.

Maria OTFM. It often gets ridiculed for the huggy/feely thing but I've had some real epiphanies on it and conversations with good friends that still resonate with me years later. So, undoubtedly classic in my book

ditto marathons, know when to call it quits for the night

Haha.

After enough times it gets samey, which is really fucking creepy.

After enough times it gets samey, which is really fucking creepy.

I know what you mean. The experience becomes ‘normal’. Still mostly enjoyable though.

I think the wierdest feeling is taking some when you are really pissed, and then feeling sober a couple of hours later (although obviously in reality you are actually twice as spannered.)

I regret never having tried it. When I had the chance, I was too chicken to do it and now I'd feel like a saddo doing it twenty years too late. hahah

i wouldnt take ecstacy now, the quality is bad. but i do like the benzedrine 'party pills' they sell at the head shop from time to time.

jesus those head shop things...NEVER NEVER NEVER

Has anyone noticed the growing trend in newsagents selling legal highs on the sweet counter? Is this just a London thing? Society in the gutter.

That's just England, Matt, you guys are all druggies. ;-)))))))

Only the ones who aren't drunks

I hear those legal ones are good when you're up but have a really horrible comedown.

i wouldnt take ecstacy now, the quality is bad

MDMA powder's the way to go now; haven't taken an actual pill for over a year.

jesus those head shop things...NEVER NEVER NEVER

yeah theyre not for everyone ive noticed. id only take one of em, mind.

chap otm. Dublin isn't quite as bad as UK for this but since moving here I haven't had one even remotely good pill. Lots of good MDMA powder tho.

it's tayto/walkers all over again

I have never taken anything from a legal high shop that actually works. Apart from mushrooms, during that brief but wonderful time in the early 00s when you could do that. And khat I suppose, but that was gross.

Khat is the same thing as Mira, right? I took that in Kenya. Lots of work for a bit of a lame speedy buzz, and it tastes repulsive.

'lots of work'?

You have to chew on the stuff for hours.

I hear those legal ones are good when you're up but have a really horrible comedown.

That's about the size of it

Chew - Z

Lots of work for a bit of a lame speedy buzz, and it tastes repulsive.

Yup. 20 minutes chewing on twigs. Not a bad buzz for a bit afterwards, but not worth doing again.

I dunno what legal highs you guys have been at, but I've got some over the net that are really good. Downside is that you don't get the whole forbidden-fruit thing, and maybe they don't come up quite as hard as MDMA, but on the upside, they're a) cheaper, b) legal and c) home delivered. You got a monster comedown if you drink on it, as I have found to my chagrin.

A friend of mine used to make tea from morning glory seeds. It was hard to distinguish between feeling high and wanting to vomit.

THE SUMMER BEFORE THE NIGHT
ECSTASY BECAME ILLEGAL IN THE STATE OF TEXAS

by David Berman

MY FRIEND KYLE always had a lot of money and could get me into the expensive kind of trouble without the trouble sticking. He didn’t mind paying for me if it meant raising hell with loyal company. We were seventeen. You only needed one reason to be friends at that age. I figured we had at least three. So we broke the law every day in every way and laughed our asses off at the fucking
stupid world.

In late April we began to hear rumors about a new drug in the Metroplex. It was in the gay bars. Kids at the Arts Magnet were getting it. Certain people at certain parties had it and it was magical.

They called it X. It was supposed to make you unaccountably happy and tolerant of everyone from headbangers to rich fucks. Even “douchebags.”

Psychiatrists had been using it in therapy for years, we were told. It was legal and local product (it was still special to Texas at that time). It would make you love and accept anyone. Even yourself.

This was a complicated promise for the teenager roiling with hate and confusion. I hardly believed it. But one night Kyle pulled out some foil holding four tablets, we each swallowed two, and went to a party where a lot of people were going to be doing it.

Coming around the corner of that house, I’ll never forget the scene. Every high-school rule was being broken before me. The lions were chatting up the lambs. I saw sworn enemies talking like longtime companions; a prickly society bitch on her knees sifting white garden pebbles through her hands with happy eyes; a brutal wrestler from my school with his arms wrapped around the trunk of a pecan tree, saying his first words to me ever, “Hi David,” sweetly, as I walked by.

I rolled my jeans up to my knees and sat at the edge of the pool. Maybe for the first time I felt like no one was going to try to push me in. The stereo was playing “Blues for Allah” instead of the customary “Eliminator.” Nearby, two linebackers were confessing how much they depended on each other “on and off the field.” I felt myself giving in to all the kindness, not caring if it was a lie or not. By the time a hot Fort Worth Jewess sprang into in my lap and began running her fingers through my hair, I was sold.

At sunrise, I came in through the sliding glass. I woke my father and his new bride, apologized for staying out all night, and pulled a chair up beside the bed. I continued to sit there and smile down on them. I said, “I just want you to know how much I love you, Dad.” Incredibly, he did not kick my ass. That morning was never mentioned again.

AS I SAID BEFORE, ecstasy was still legal and as such carried virtually no stigma. Kyle’s uncle kept a jar of tablets on his desk at his car dealership. Law-abiding adults were taking them at North Dallas cocktail parties. They were even sold behind the bars like cigarettes and openly hawked on street corners downtown.

That summer, I crushed two sports cars with my homely Buick, received six speeding tickets (three in one day), two tickets for public urination, impregnated a Collin County judge’s daughter, and had a bottle of MD 20/20 broken over my head. Approximately none of it registered with me. A very real fault of the drug.

I’m going to skip the scenes of me chasing daisies and singing to stray dogs from still bulldozer cabs. I was exercising horses that summer for cash, and X hangovers were A-OK for barreling over the dull scrubland.

Sometime in August, the lawmakers in Austin finally got around to outlawing ecstasy. What a gift for the dealers! The price of ecstasy immediately quadrupled and the production costs plummeted as the manufacturers began cutting the pills with all manner of horrible stuff.

The night the law went through, I went to a concert at the Bronco Bowl and snagged two of the newly illegal pills for a dear price. I had never seen them in capsules and had no idea it was a sign they were crushing the old “legal” pills and mixing them with laxative, mannitol, low-grade speed, whatever.

Once inside, I spent a half hour wiggling my way to the front of the floor. Unfortunately, when I got there I had a big problem. Not only were the drugs not kicking in, they were causing me to have to shit real bad. Michael Stipe was singing “Moon River” (hey!) a cappella and I knew I was going to blow if I didn’t part this shoulder-to-shoulder crowd and make it to the restroom. The audience was frozen in place and dead silent as I plowed through, “Excuse me, excuse me, emergency here, please, please” ( I think I even yelled “gangway,” such was my ambition to get through), completely stepping on the vocalist’s Ethel Merman star turn and nearly getting shhhhhed to death.

I passed the rest of the concert in a nasty stall gritting my teeth, sweating and coming to terms with what was clearly the symbolic end of a spaced-out summer.

Fifteen years on, I can honestly say I’m glad it was outlawed. After three months of its use I had lost all discretion and was prepared to trust just about anyone. Worse yet, it was turning me into a joiner. That’s not who I am. Anyway, ecstasy was not to find its true customer base until years later, when the strangely passive kids who grew up in the child protectorate of the U.S. eighties and nineties came of age, craving depersonalization. Apparently it helps them dance. They’re a very attractive lot. Have you seen them dance?

The Bill Hicks biog 'American Scream' has a quite funny story about Bill and his pals in Austin on the exact same night (one of their friends bought like 700 pills IIRC). I'd rather hear from Berman about it mind you

Where is that from by the way SS?

The silver jews site. Im not sure where, or if, it was published.

oh, here:

http://www.weeblackskelf.co.uk/cordsuit/index.php?page=The+Summer+Before+The+Night+Ecstasy+Became+Illegal+In+The+State+Of+Texas

Be careful with these kangaroo pills going round at the moment. Really trippy and mongy, almost acid-like visuals. Not unpleasant but intense. Also, me and my friend both threw up three or four times (and I never throw up), and the day afterwards I felt worse than I can remember feeling post-drug. If you must take em, show restaint.

god are horse tranquilisers not enough for you kids these days, you have to start taking kangaroo pills now?

Not your best work.

Sounds like some kind of BZP or McPPP shit, not Ecstasy. Did it have a sour/fizzy taste? If so, then that's it.

lol @ that david berman piece

also i have never done mdma, but am intrigued

i passed on the only opportunity presented to me, proffered by some small town new mexican drug dealer who showed up relatively uninvited to a camping trip in the desert. it was, in retrospect, the safest of social environments, but i was worried that i'd ~freak out~ and walk off a cliff or make a bad life decision with this one girl i had met approx four hours ago.

i regret this.

some small town new mexican drug dealer

Was it Walter White?

ha hahhaha!

if you know it's actual mdma, it's miles safer than e.

wait e is dangerous?

BZP is fucking horrendous.

if you know it's actual mdma, it's miles safer than e.

?????????

mdma is e

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Was your Kangaroo any of these?

http://www.pillreports.com/index.php?page=search_reports&sent=1&name=kangaroo&logo=&colour=®ion=all&percent_rating=0&pp=10&submit.x=0&submit.y=0&submit=Search+Reports

Piperazines are things like BZP and Mcpp etc.

MDMA is in a real drought at the moment. Mephadrone pills are now popping up to fill the void, but aren't a patch on the real stuff - plus in some countries is is easily available online.

?????????

mdma is e

anything can be in "pills"

Anything can be in pills, I agree, but E exclusively means MDMA, not even MDA or MDEA can be called E by let alone anything else you might find in pills these days.

Sorry to be a pedant, but if you're calling anything else an E you are, for want of a better term, a n00b.

Was your Kangaroo any of these?

It'll probably be the London one - "Suspected contents MDxx" (?)

one presumes he, posting quickly, meant "genuine laboratory MDMA is safer than whatever is in some so called-Es you might buy from a too-skinny bloke at 1.30am" but one might be extending too much conversational charity to a filthy n3wb

being a pedant about drugs is a pretty dumb thing to be a pedant abt imo

pedantin out

Should have added a few (^_^) :-) to my last comments, lol.

being a pedant about drugs is a pretty dumb thing to be a pedant abt imo

if you could probe the secret junkie heart I bet you'd find a fair # of them became junkies for the allure of junkie pedantry

"this town's so dry now. you don't even know. two summers ago you couldn't walk a city block without some guy pushing a five bags for twenty deal on you. I can't even remember most of July from two years ago. you guys are fucked compared to how we had it then. have you got a cigarette?"

wow, wow, wow. I feel like a nice person again. People, you need to try this if you feel like you need to. Classssssic

Aw, that's nice.

spectrum otm

The strange case of the man who took 40,000 ecstasy pills in nine years

spectrum
the man who took 40,000 ecstasy pills in nine years

http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3361/3479311960_cf2cbcb3dc.jpg

Whenever I did any hallucinogens I always had the sensation I was burning a concentrated amount of time in a quick, concentrated 'splosion. ie one month's sensory experiences concentrated to those four hours, meaning somewhere that one month gets subtracted outta whatever my proper life span is 'supposed' to be. That photo seems to support my stoned hypothesis.

i don't think sonic looks fried because of e tbh

Is that wall-e on the right?

wow, wow, wow. I feel like a nice person again. People, you need to try this if you feel like you need to. Classssssic

― Spectrum, Sunday, 1 November 2009 19:04 (Yesterday) Bookmark

Enjoy your pill honeymoon!

thanks, nxgga. It feels like my brain has shifted to a different frequency ... not extreme, but like .1 on a dial. Mind you, I suffer from bad depression and had a traumatic early life that's been hanging around in my brain for nearly 3 decades. My fellow fucked up drug budz have had generally positiive long term effects from it, too. I guess if you're pretty healthy generally it might be a different case, but I feel great still 3 days on (great being, daily pleasures now exist ... it's all relative).

apparently the scientific evidence now is that E is less harmful than peanuts.

raad drug

http://www.nytimes.com/2013/06/23/fashion/molly-pure-but-not-so-simple.html?ref=health

Since that first experience, Kaitlin has encountered Molly at a birthday celebration and at a dance party in Williamsburg. “It’s the only drug I can think of that I have to pay for,” she said.

o_O

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CxIkriNNfYE

Looool

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=saHonHlRTRg