Last night I drank two bottles of Robocough, totalling 900mg. This was the first time I have dosed in almost a year. I journeyed from heaven, to hell, and back to heaven.
Dosed on a pretty much empty stomach. 175 lb male, 6'0, fit, fast metabolism.
T+0:30 - I started feeling effects, sat down for a 40 minute meditation.
During the meditation the effects came on stronger and stronger, I got an itchy head, and didn't scratch. Eventually the itchiness gave way to the feeling of having a tight, warm, fuzzy hat on.
T+0:50 - It was coming on super strong now. My heart was pounding. Instead of getting worked up I used all the training from years of daily meditation to surrender to the experience.
T+ 1:00 - Still meditating, eyes closed. A red light appeared, and over time turned into a field, or net, multicolored and undulating. This was the essence of all things. I became completely disoriented and lost all points of reference, my being had spread out to become the entire universe. I forgot who I was and became all that is. Complete ego death.
Then I pretty much blacked out. At some point I gave myself a nasty gash right above my left eye, really deep. Remember looking in the mirror, spreading it apart, putting my fingers in it. At this point I wasn't sure exactly where on my face the cut was, and was certain that a literal third eye had opened. I got blood on the walls and spent a lot of time looking in the mirror saying, "what the fuck is going on." I couldn't understand anything.
T+ 4:00 - I have come down a bit and lay in a recliner, listening to music. A gentle, compassionate force is morphing me, giving me cosmic chiropractics, and once again I completely surrender.
T + 6:00 - still in the recliner, I can feel the trip leaving my body in the form of space dust that is both matter and energy. It goes up up up until it is completely drained. I get up, take another look in the mirror, realize the reality of my wound, wash up and lie in bed. I can't go to sleep for a couple hours and instead enter a deep meditation, very pleasureable. I lay there in complete and utter receptiveness and vulnerability. I let thoughts and feelings pass through me as if I were empty space.
I woke up this morning with my knee aching. I must have fallen or something. I've blacked out before on alcohol, benzos, etc. and it always scares me. I think about how I could have easily died and how lucky I am to be breathing. I will likely have a permanent, yet badass, vertical scar across my eyebrow. ~1 inch long. Disappointed and scared of how reckless I was. It was an intense, wisening experience though, and I'll have a physical reminder.