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I tried it a few times, and I didn’t think I’d write a report on it, but what I had to say.
For the completeness of the picture, I will say that I did not evaporate for the first time, I ate and remantadine a couple of times so that it reached the visuals, a pack of midanthan for half a year flew somewhere, memantine, muscat, weed - in general, what no experience with substances was there. About the miracle of a plant called dope learned by accident, it grew near the house, the sin was not to rip and not to try.
I planned to do it carefully, gradually increasing the dose until I got to something interesting. The staircase started with 10, I especially felt, after a month I wanted to eat 50, but still stopped at 30 - again nothing special, except dry. And as I continued my staircase, I had to go on eating about 50, but why use the stairs when you can take the elevator to the depths of choline hell.
In general, on August 17, in the evening, with a friend, 0.5 vodkas were dried for two, before that, almost 1.5 months was a light drink. A friend for the thing did not shook, but he did not mind to indulge in anything, a couple of times ate muscat - he did not insert, 10 midantana already felt. Now, the evening could have gone by as smoothly as usual if I hadn't remembered the fucking matchbox of seeds I brought with me. I pull it out and show it to a friend, I don't remember what I was counting on, but I wanted to throw in those 50 seeds a little bit. But the friend turned out to be a psychonaut, poured almost half the box on the table, took a handful and ate. I was confused by such a moove, and did not think of anything better than to follow his example, only I did not pour the remains out of the pack, and ate what was left on the table, otherwise this dodik would eat even more. I can't tell you exactly how much we ate, but a couple of hundred for each of them. I read reports from those who ate large doses of dope and roughly understood what to expect, my friend did not shrug in principle and thought that we did not eat enough and asked for more, but I told him that we probably will be a cunt, and I did not lie.
After half an hour we went outside, to the place where we usually sit in the evening, where there are no people and not so far from civilization. The friend gradually began to cover, but manifested in the fact that he almost fell asleep and did not move much. I finally managed to record a couple of videotapes to friends, saying that if the video no longer means I died (and almost was right lol). We decided to go home by 10:00. My house was 5 minutes from where we were. While we were on the way to record the last meaningful video, I was more or less walking on it, and this staggering as if not 0.5 drank, but 2 liters. When it was left to turn left and walk 50 meters to the house, the fun began.
What happened next, I almost did not remember, I remembered only from fragments of photos / videos that miraculously recorded. Instead of going home, that is, turning towards the house, we went in a straight line, in that direction we rarely walked. We walked past private houses late at night, when everyone was asleep. The friend was so lucky that he walked with difficulty, mainly leaning against fences. I don’t know how long we were walking, and where it seemed to me that I was seeing him home, only his house was in another place, but not the essence. The last photo of a friend was taken at about 23:30, around this time we split up, I guess I thought he came to his house, I left him and went.