strychnine

About a year ago i dropped two tabs of "acid" that had the strangest taste of batteries which was dubbed by all "battery acid". It was the only time i have ever totally lost my mind to the forces of acid. I tripped very very hard (seeing ufos, talking in weird voices, and saying odd phrases over and over to my friends who also said them to me (i.e.: browneye, sweaters and scarves). I have taken alot of different acid and nothing has touched this. The trip lasted around 24 hours, even longer lingering effects and everything seemed like random events for the next month. Most people who dropped it including myself coughed up a mysterious foam like substance(mucus maybe?) in the morning or during the trip. Until recently i had no clue what the deal was but i was told by some tripped out reminiscent 60s-70s guy that i had taken acid with strychnine. Does this sound right?

 

No. It sounds like you taken a DO(x) compound. The (x) being a variable, so it was either DOI, DOM, or DOC, as they were all popular drugs back then and even still that have related effects to acid and have a duration from 16-40 hours, not to mention that signature bitter taste.

 

thanks alot. but does the coughing up of foam usually happen with that?

 

Could of been the result of a lot of things, body chemistry, cotton mouth, what you ate that day or lack of, reaction to amphetamine based compounds, all sorts of things. Though bottom line is the strychnine thing is a myth lol.

Myth of strychnine explained here -
http://www.erowid.org/chemicals/lsd/lsd_myth5.shtml

 

i thought it was just a myth, i just didnt know what to think about such a strange trip until now i had no concrete explanation, my only explanation was "browneye".

 

:cheers2:

 

you know when I was a teen some crack smoking adults on the corner tried to tell me strychnine was in the cid I had..
so I over dosed them all and made them see g-d for a little while.. Dont think they bothered me after that..
What I think is even more funny that most of them are dead now. Via smack overdose, alcohol od, self hanging, gun shots..
real funny I was in iraq and gannystan and Im still here, I guess Strychnine made me invincible or something. They should of done more of it ...

 

I bought acid on eBay and got the same shit. But oh what a trip!
I have an e-mail address for whenever [if] I wanna get it again, the guy got banned from eBay a day after I bought it and paid, then he had a red reputation saying "Received fake in clear plastic bag" the same day I received mine. [Now there are no traces of his account or listings on eBay, even in my "Your purchased items." (and there's shit from 5 months ago in there, and that stuff is gone???)]

We ate it anyways, not expecting to trip. But as soon as I tasted that taste, I knew I would be in for a trip I had never experienced before. I ate 2 hits, a friend ate 1. Then after my great lecture on how the trip may end up being very, very intense, and that we should probably start seeking benzos now if we wanted to fall asleep at the end or have a "lifeline" if shit gets crazy, it took about a half hour for fatty pupils [the likes of which I have never seen, even on 1 hit man.] and then at about an hour and a half there was a "mescaline-type-visual" come-on, and then after two hours from eating it I was seeing acid patterns, about 4 hours in is where I started to peak, and I looked at my friend and said in a voice totally not my own [we were moderately stoned, you know how goofy it can get when you're stoned and tripping.] "I don't want you to let me go ANYWHERE outside of this apartment." to his great amusement. I soon sat down, and that's when the trip really began. There was a 6 hour period of "harsh enlightenment" and "complete insanity" but I never knew which was coming. During those 6 hours I was too into my trip to even smoke a cigarette. I had already had a lot of acid-induced enlightenments, and now I was getting the dark enlightenments that I really don't want to share, I mean, they ring pretty true and pretty horrifying, but I don't think they are anything we don't already know. Then the complete insanity. I went [literally] insane on the acid. I had about 10 voices, and each would "take over" randomly.
[I believe the "multiple personalities" were actually manifestations of each emotion I was experiencing at the time. (in fact I just thought of a new way to describe it. It was like a really intense acid trip, only ten of them were going on at the same time.)]
Each had a distinct voice and attitude, but all knew about my past. They were all well developed personalities. Only one was likeable though.

But never have I ever tripped so hard. I had only had three different types of LSD before, and I can't even be sure if those were the real shit except for 2 hits that I ate and they also landed on the day that I had some whippits luckily.

Anyways on that shit: It took me about two weeks to integrate that experience. It really had me fucked up in the head and depressed. Luckily I had the moderate experience and extensive research on psychedelics I did, because even with all that I was tight-rope walking the line between "A really intense trip." and "Something I can't handle." But now I believe I know a fuck ton more about tripping, and I doubt if I'd have a bad trip if I took the same shit at the same dose, today being about a month later.

EDIT: I keep thinking of things to add. I don't know if I actually seriously conveyed the weight of this trip in my original post here.
I have to add that at one point in the trip, I was so far into the trip and so far out of the world, I said, "I am consciousness." And if I even think those words especially say them out loud it gives me chills up and down my spine [in an exciting way, not really good or bad.] But I was "but a consciousness" at that point in time. I had no body and no sight, there was nothing around me really that I was taking in. All of my stimulation was coming from inside my head. This lasted only for about 2 minutes, but I doubt I will ever experience anything that intense again.
--The second half--
After my peak had subsided a bit, I became a bit better, smoked a cigarette and got some water. [My actual trip was so hard and intense that I wanted water badly, and I wanted to go get it myself, I didn't trust myself however, and for some reason even though I really did on all levels trust the friend I was with, I couldn't be sure because... well... it was just a weird time, my mouth had actually dried up and chapped with the worst cotton mouth imaginable, I pulled some dead dried skin off of my tongue, roof of mouth, and inner lips] Anyways, I started hallucinating then. Not visuals, hallucinations. I saw flies crawling out of a pile of ashes and walking away, they disappeared by the time they got about 6 inches away from the ashtray. I'm not saying I saw any orange monkeys or pink elephants or anything, I don't take people seriously when they tell me shit like that, and I wouldn't imagine that any of you will take this seriously, but I know that I started seeing shit. I knew it was fake when it was happening though... flies don't crawl out of ashes. But that was the only hallucination I had, flies crawling out of ashes. This lasted for about 5 minutes. It was a really weird vibe I got watching the flies crawl out of the ashes, but of course I couldn't look away [or really was afraid of what I would see with my eyes pointed in a different direction.]

One more thing worth mentioning. The shit made me puke during the come-up. Of course, the trip really fucking started after I purged.

 

browneye

 

Oh, kid me. Truly, something I always remember from my young childhood [I am only in my older childhood at 18, even if I go to college and live on my own.], was a 2 second clip at the end of some shows [Which shows I don't remember] of something I always called "Cissero." Every time I saw the little logo, and it's action and subliminal sound, I would experience the most extreme deja vu. But now the sound that it made and the memory of how it looked "haunt" me throughout trips. [EDIT: Not just acid, not just this stuff either. Every single psychedelic trip I've had, I've been reminded of Cissero.]

So...

Cissero.

 

i was watching tim and eric during my journey and david liebe hart came on and did his "salame" skit. if your not familiar with tim and eric check it and you'll understand my experience further ahah.

 

i've heard that if you ate a chunk of strychnine the size of an average lsd blotter you would get a mild effect....probably just a headache

there has been only ONE batch of lsd ever found to contain any strychnine in the history of lsd...not to say there haven't been more than one, but i'd say that the whole "lsd has strychnine in it" rumor is unadulterated BS

 

I am familiar. But I think best on [low-moderate seriousness] psychedelics would be Malcolm in the Middle. It differs for everyone, but my family is seen in all the characters. Though everyone sees themselves in the Malcolm, I'm truly the Francis, even if I was born in the middle and mad smart when I was young, I'm essentially the oldest because my older brother is mentally handicapped. [Don't know why I added that last part. I'll leave it as just "A fun fact" about The Real Peter Parker.]

 

Pinkeye

 

Everyone talks about how LSD has strychnine in it. I wonder if you can find LSD in strychnine. If anybody knows how to do an extraction on strychnine to take the acid out of it let me know.

 

Goldeneye.

 

browneye, i actually have about 12 voicemail messages from my friends while we were on "battery acid" maybe someday ill upload the audio file to here so you can all hear the effects

 

Hmm so is brown eye kinda like brown nose except they do the shitting for you? into your eye? losing me

 

browneye ended up being a strange spot of mud that appeared on all of our legs the morning after and then busses with the word "gunther" on the side showed up and dropped a bunch of black people off in my small town that morning and the event became known as the "gunther browneye manifestation". a seriously strange occurence honestly the only time i had no clue what the fuck was happening. oh also i forgot to mention i saw squirrels running backwards. i wish this was all an elaboration or lie but its all too true.

 

Just cid mang, no strychnine...

Lmao at the goldeneye thing