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I've seen a lot of posts recently telling the good, the bad, and the ugly about
DM (as in Robitussin, yum yum...)  I'm no expert at drugs, I will attest.  I
rarely drink, and have smoked MJ even more infrequently (like, oh, 5 times
total in my life...)  I have been around people who have done drugs.  Usually I
was the "designated straightedge."  I enjoyed the job, but now have began to
"fiddle" around a little bit (oh the joys of College life :)  Anyhow, I have
been messing around with DM recently, and thought I'd share my personal
experiences with it:

1st Time:  Drank a 4oz bottle of Robitussin DM.  Loved it, since my roomie is
deathly afraid of the stuff.  He used to do it, and now can't even get near a
bottle of the stuff without heaving.  Drank the whole 4ozs in front of him in
about 2 minutes, and made sure to breathe the fumes on him :)  Not a whole lot
of effect, but I did not really expect much.  Some dizziness, a little bit of
audio hallucinations (music was a whole lot more interesting...)  I was more
talkative, but always felt like I was slurring my speech (even though,
according to my friends, I was not.)  Time seemed to move really slow.  The
high lasted about 4 hours, even though it felt longer.  Felt tired, worn out
afterwards and slept rather well...

2nd Time:  Drank another 4oz of Rob-DM.  Licked my lips as my roomie gagged at
the sight of me drinking it (unlike others, I do not mind the taste of
Robitussin too awful much, although I do have to drink plenty to get the
lingering taste out of my mouth...)  Much the same effects as before, but even
more pronounced.  No real visual-hallucinations at all.  Lasted a bit longer
this time, maybe 5 hours.  Loads of fun walking around.  Next to impossible to
urinate, though  :)

3rd Time:  Decided to be cheap, and bought a bottle of generic Hy-Vee Brand
"Tussin."  Ingredient label was EXACTLY the same as Robitussin DM (I made sure
to check.)  Got back, drank it all in 3 mighty gulps.  Taste was AWFUL!  I
could feel my guts beginning to churn.  I sat back, waiting a bit for the
effects to take hold (usually takes about 45 minutes when I drink a whole
bottle at one time..)  A friend came in and told me they were dragging someone
up on the memorial arch at school (a big 50 foot monument to something), so I
rushed out there.  I helped drag him up by pulling a rope that was slung over
the top, and had to do a lot of strenuous pulling.  I got violently sick, and
threw up in the snow by the arch.  After about an hour and a half outside, I
still felt no effect.  Went back in and went to sleep.  Absolutly no effects.
Felt cheated.

4th Time:  Another 4oz Robitussin.  Even more effects than before.  Began to
get into the "oh WOW!" type syndrome.  Everything became INFINATELY more
interesting.  I'd tend to stare off into space without blinking for moments at
a time.  Began having minor hallucinations, too.  Posters and things on the
wall would seem to jump and change places just a little bit.  Slight visuals
too, like a flashing off-color light field in front of my eyes for moments at
a time.  Lasted even longer, about 6 hours, and time felt really, really
distorted.  I awoke the next morning full of energy, too.

5th Time:  BIG TIME.  Decided to go all out, and bought the 8oz Family Size
Robitussin DM.  Drank it all within 10 minutes (to the absolute DISGUST of
everyone in the room.)  Kind of a mistake, but not really.  It began like
normal, dizziness, then audio-hallucinations, then slight visuals.  But it
continued on.  I began to have more massive visuals.  Big colored blobs flowing
and oozing in front of my eyes.  Staring at any one spot for awhile caused that
spot to seem to fly away, almost like I was shrinking.  My friends left me
alone for awhile, and I sat in the room in the dark.  More hallucinations,
including one full-blown, "I do not exist, anymore"-type hallucination.  I
thought I was a flower.  I could feel myself swaying the wind, I could see a
big field of grass instead of my normal surroundings.  This went away rather
quickly, and has been the only real, full-out hallucination I have had yet.
I was full of energy, too.  I was hyper.  I was bouncing off the walls in our
hallway, running around, talkative.  When I finally sat down, about 6 hours
later, I was still buzzing.  I began to get tired, and started sort of passing
out.  During that time, I began convulsing.  I'd all of a sudden get sort of a
seizure, and flail around in the chair I was sitting in.  That lasted about 45
minutes, until I fell fully asleep.  Awoke nice and refreshed the next day.

6th Time:  I was kind of hesitant to do any more after the last experience, but
I eventually downed another 4ozer (of Rob-DM).  Not a whole lot, just a normal
4oz trip.  I might have been holding myself back because of the experience I
had with the 8ozer.

7th Time:  Another 8oz Family Rob-DM.  Great time.  I had all the effects I had
before on the 8oz, but no adverse side-effects.  I was loaded with energy.  The
trip lasted at least 10 hours, and I was buzzing the whole time.  Finally fell
asleep, and woke up the next morning feeling good, but a little bit messed up
still.  This was probably the longest trip I have ever had on Robitussin yet.

8th (and most recent) Time:  Decided to make a change, and picked up the
Maximum Strength Robitussin 4oz.  Drank it all in the normal 3 big gulps.  Wow.
I wasn't filled with as much energy as before: I couldn't bounce around as much
and stuff.  But the buzz, and the visuals, and everything was just the same as
drinking 8oz.  I had some wild visual hallucinations.  For awhile, it felt like
I was walking around only in 2-dimensions.  Everything had length and height,
but no width.  Wild...  The next day I was violently ill, though.  I think this
had more to do, though, with the fact that I was coming down with a cold all
weekend, and not the Robitussin.

Will I do it again?  Probably.  I have heard a lot about the similarity between
DM-trips and LSD & Shroom-trips.  I would consider trying them(LSD, Shrooms),
but they are near to impossible to come by in Ass Backwards, IA where I am
attending College.  So you can bet I might be making a few more trips to the
local supermarket for that (ahem) bad cold I got.  I don't really condone the
stuff.  It may sound great, but there are plenty of bad effects.  If you have a
weak stomach, or can't handle the smell of Robitussin, then for god sakes
DON'T.  You'll puke.  Only reason I can handle the stuff is because I kind of
like the taste (strange, I know, but I still complain to my roomie that it
tastes better than the Millwaukee's Best Light beer he loves to drink...)  If
you are depressed, or have an adversion to drugs, then for christ sakes, DON'T!
If you have to drive, or work, or anything strenuous, then for satan's sake,
DON'T!  I had to drive a few friends to the bar about 20 minutes after drinking
a bottle, and I will NEVER do that again.  I had my roomie (who had not been
drinking, thank god) take over for me.

There, got the normal, straightedge disclaimer out of me.  Enjoy...
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The Place:
    Philadelphia, Pa. USA 3/13/93. Alone in my apartment.

The Person:
    28 years old. 240 pounds. Nothing better to do.

The Conditions:
        MAJOR east coast winter storm. 1 foot plus of snow.
        howling winds(75mph+). sleet. thunder and lightning!
        PA state of emergency. ALL area interstates and airports
        closed.

The Dosage:
    Total of 14oz. 4oz Robo Max Cough and 2oz Generic DM at 3pm.
        8oz Robo DM over next 3-4 hours.

The Synergists:
        Pot Only. NO Alcohol. NO Caffiene.
        Food before, during, and after ingestion.
        Heavily Stoned at start of ingestion.

Effects:
        Starts real mellow. A body warming. Slightly drunk and dizzy. In a
        very good way. A "boozey" drunken feeling it is not, maybe like Seconal.
        A definite "in the body" thing. Started cutting corners close, bumping
        into walls. Destortions in my spatial perception. Sight slighly blurry,
        Impossible for me to read small print. Underlying calmness.

        Music is much more enjoyable. A kind of craving for louder and harder
        beats. Enjoying the textures of the tape hiss between tracks.

        Strange disjointed thought process. Underlying calmness.

        Full warping of subspace. Pin Head with expansize arms/legs. Incredible
        head size. Warping and folding of body. Incredible spatial distortions.

        Had to lie down on bed with no light. Wind was howling but i was calm.
        Continued spatial and mental distortions, but with a calmness telling
        me the trip was going to be okay. Never "totally" lost it like with LSD.

        Underlying calmness throughout entire trip which is unlike LSD for me.
        LSD tends to be a "speedy", tense kind of trip for me. Hard for me
        to ride an LSD trip because of the tenseness.

Precautions:
    I got the stuff down real easy. A little iced tea chaser and i'm
        fine. YOU may find Robo SICKENING getting and keeping down.
        If you can get yourself in the mindset needed to guzzle and keep
        down several oz of hard liquor, you'll do fine with Robo.

        PLEASE DO NOT EXPECT TO DRIVE DURING THIS TYPE OF BUZZ.

The Verdict:
    WOW. This involves some further research. Will do Robo Max Cough
        (seems to be the strongest/purest form i can get) with some friends
        next week. Will check my results without the initial POT buzz.

--
  Scott D. Taylor                     [e-mail]
  Philadelphia
                                   ...uunet!gooflesh!scott

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Excerpts from netnews.alt.drugs: 25-Mar-93 DM and alcohol by
[e-mail]
> No no no no no.  Bad dog.  Don't do it.....
[...]
> Anyway, I have a warning for any who might be listening....DO NOT MIX DM AND
> ALCOHOL!!!!!!!!!!!  I'd been in a BIG argument with my girlfriend the last
> couple of days, and while the two of us bitched at each other through e-mail,
> I drank a not-insignificant amount of Yukon Jack....not enough to have
> otherwise made me sick, but enough to be pretty drunk.  Anyway, we finally
> decided to talk things through in her room, and while i was waiting
for her to
> come pick me up (I was in no condition to get there myself), for some really
> stupid reason i decided to drink the rest of this one bottle of cough
syrup...
> about 2.5 ounces.  She arrived, we went to her room, we talked for a while,
> cleared things up, and i then went to the bathroom to throw up.  For 2 1/2
> hours.  Not fun.
>
> Sooo...unless you feel like verifying this, or if puking your guts out
for damn
> near 3 hours sounds like a fun way to spend an evening, DO NOT MIX DM AND
> ALCOHOL!!!!  Nuff said?
>
> peace, tony
>
> "Reality is what you can get away with" - Robert Anton Wilson
>

I agree...a couple of weeks ago (actually, it was that Friday night when
we had the big blizzard here on the east coast), I consumed 8-9 shots of
40 proof rum, which did not significantly intoxicate me, but definitely
buzzed me somewhat. About an hour and a half later I drank 4 oz. of
Robitussin DM (the kind with guanefenesin (sp) and DM). Anyway, very
soon I noticed the difficulty focusing my eyes, and in about an hour,
experienced nausea the likes of which I never hope to ever have again. I
also broke out in an intense cold sweat (anybody else ever notice this).
I don't know if these effects should be attributed to the alcohol/cough
medicine combination, or just the fact that it was DM _and_ guanefenesin
I had drunk, or what. Anyway, I didn't vomit, but I would have if I had
moved the slightest from the sitting position I was in. The nausea
passed within 5 minutes or so though, and the rest of the ~6 hour trip
was mostly pleasant, with great enhancement of music perception [do ya
think the guys in Phish ever did any drugs? nah :-)] and mild visuals
such as trails.
    I definitely wouldn't recommend mixing alcohol and DM though, based
on my experience.

Bartley Troyan   [e-mail]

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Well, after all the messages about this stuff I decided to try it
myself.  Because I didn't want to get carried away I decided to try 2 oz
and see what that did first.  Well my first, and only, time trying that
stuff was horrible.  I ended up throwing up about 3 times on Saturday
night.  I also became very hyper and several times had problems
breathing.  Guess my system just doesn't like the stuff ay guys?  Other
symptoms included getting a fever and dizziness.  This experience really
scared the hell out of me.  I think I'll just stick with the old methods
from now on.  I'm just glad I didn't take the whole damned bottle.  I'm
sure that would've been REALLY fun.......

Jason

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From: [e-mail] (Andy "skis" Holderness)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Robo DM...had to try it
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: 15 Apr 93 22:13:57 GMT

    Well all of this talk about Robotussen DM made me kind of
curious...so I decided to try it for myself. I ran over to the drug
store and bought an 8 oz bottle of regular strenght robotussen dm.
Its about 85 degrees here so i didnt even try to pretend I had a cold. I
did however mention to the cashier that due to budget problems Summer
may have to be cancled this year. She gave me a puzzled look and
appeared to become nervous (she must have had some summer plans:)), but
she happily sold me the cough medicine.
    I went home, flipped on the TV and in one gulp drank half the
bottle. The after taste had me on my knees but I managed not to puke. I
waited about 45 mins, and nothing. After about an hour I began to feel
kind of loopy but it didnt seem like anything major, so I promptly
quaffed the rest of the bottle. Strangely enough it tasted kind of good
this time. About 15 mins later i began to feel kind of drunk, I had no
coordination whatsoever. And then about 15 minbs after that WHAM! I was
delerious. I felt like I was sinking into the couch. It was as if
gravity had doubled or tripled. I could not focus at all, and seemed to
see everything in two dimensions. I didnt ever really lose it though,
and with a lot of work I could almost control the effects. Millions of
thoughts began to race through my mind. After about 6 hours I began to
wonder if id ever come down. I had paranoid thoughts of never coming
down. Somehow I managed to figure out how to use the phone, and begged
one of my friends to bring me some anti-nasua medication. Well that did
the trick after about 1/16 oz I was happay again, and promtly passed
out.
    The next morning I didnt feel bad, but I was kind of light
headed. This dizzyness stayed with me for a couple of days but
eventually wore off.
    The whole experiance was interesting...
        Was it worth it?...Probably not. It is NOT like any mushrooms
I've ever had. So I would recomend sticking with the safer, more
enjoyable options discussed in this news group, rather than pounding a
bottle of cough syrup.

--
-Andy
When life has you down remember,
you're just a figment of my imagination.

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Tue, 17 Aug 1993 17:12:18 UTC
Subject: Possible DM psychosis..? Help?

    I am very tired, as I have had a long night of insomnia, but my
sleeplessness was caused by reasons that I need to start to alleviate now.  I
am seeking, first and foremost, any and all information anyone may have on a
Dextromethorphan Hybrobromide "psychosis".  There is a long story to this, but
I will do my best to summarize.

    Last night, while I was tripping, 2 of my 3 companions for the evening
decided they'd get in on the excitement a bit with some handy Robitussin.  The
third was a) not interested, and b) the requisite babysitter/driver.  Anyway,
At some time in the chronological blur of last night, the Tussin user at whose
we were decided that he wanted to try to astrally project.  After this, he
started acting strangely, and in a very disturbing manner.

    It took awhile for my effects to wear off to the level at which I could be
certain that it was he and not I who was behaving strangely, but this
morning's happenings have ultimately confirmed that.  It was ten hours ago
(from now, 8:30 AM) that he capped off his cough syrup, and since he tried to
project, he's been speaking in a very monotone, broken speech.  Very precise
and inarticulate. He sounds like a robot, and very noticeably.  He cannot
think straight or focus on objects that are far away, says he "doesn't know"
when asked how he is, and cannot specify where his limbs are unless he looks
directly at them.

    This matches nothing I have experienced, nor anything that anyone I have
read of has experienced, with the exception of an individual that mentioned a
friend with a "manic" response to DM and LSD that has required hospitalization
for up to a week.  My friend, however, has used LSD a handful of times with no
undesirable effects during or after the trips.  Indeed, he tends to love the
stuff.  This experience, too, was thrilling, and he found it very amusing
until his speech was decaying.  Well, to be fair, he found the speech amusing
for a couple hours, and recorded himself before getting bored/disturbed with
it.

    Also, I was amazed that he wasn't tired.  DM _should_, in my
understanding, produce a sedating effect.  He couldn't fall asleep, though,
and didn't know whether or not he wanted to.  He eventually did, with the help
of the Valerian root that is kept around to cushion the "ride back down".  The
only problem is that he awoke in seemingly the same state.  Through the entire
drive to get me home, he seemed very disturbed, crossing his eyebrows and
looking around alot, sitting in a contorted position.  The other person in the
car, [Driver's name here], asked if I was used to it lasting this long.  I
wasn't, and I reminded them that even if I was, I wasn't used to any of the
other properties of his experience.  The only thing any of us could think of
was getting me home without causing alarm, and probing for information,
specifically on the 'net.

    More importantly than the science behind my friend's experience, I need to
know what I do now.  Can we call the doctor with a case of intentional
overdose of dextromethorphan?  Are there certain lines we should/shouldn't
call?

    What do we do, now?  I beg your help, as my friend would, if he could get
a firm enough grip on reality to decide whether or not he was alright.

    I'm somewhat frightened, honestly, and I do not find an uninformed,
frightened state to be acceptable for the situation, in which SOME action
seems necessary, and perhaps with relative haste.

    All help will be taken into account (and rest assured that this is not a
cheap reference to "friend" as a convenient entity to take my blame, this is
truly a good friend of mine, not me.)

    I'll check both Usenet and my mailbox religiously for the next few days.

    Thank you all dearly!
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From: [e-mail] (C. Matthew Sharkey)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DMHBr, Questions and qualitative comments
Date: 23 Sep 1993 18:49:20 GMT
Message-ID: <27sr3g$[e-mail]>

At one point last year, I was drinking about a 24 fl oz/week of robitussin
in its two most palatable forms; Robitussin DM, and Robitussin Maximum
strength Cough.  The latter, in my opinion is a better deal as I think its
cost/vol is comparable to DM, but you only need 2/3 as much to get the same
amout of DMHBr.

It has slipped my mind how much of the DMHBr is actually in the normal eight
oz dose of DM or the 5.33oz dose of max. strength, but it was sufficient for
a good12-18 hour trip.  It should be noted, that if you plan to ingest
heroic amounts of DMHBr, you must plan to be really out of it for at least
30 hours.  After the initial trip, you will have a feeling of falling a
definite + to ++ on the Shulgin scale for at least another 12 hours.  Also
I've never noticed any tolerance built for DMHBr.  If there was a tolerance,
I think it would have become apparent.  It's a good trip, but can, as with
any psychoactive compound, cause panic attacks as I have experienced at
least twice.  As with all drugs, set and setting cannot be ignored with
DMHBr.  A DMHBr powder was mentioned.  Where is it available, not who can I
get it from, but what part of the country  have you seen it in.  I read of s
uch a powder in Mondo 200, but to my chagrin   I've seen none.  Does anyone
know how to extract DMHBr from the syrup, as kidneydamage can insue from
longterm ingestion of the syrup.  That's why I stopped.

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From: [e-mail] (John Ertel)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Tussin! Don't do it.
Date: 24 Sep 1993 14:51:29 GMT
Message-ID: <27v1hh$[e-mail]>

A FOAF of mine tried Tussian.  8 oz. of extra strength at 15 mg DXM per 5
mL and 1.4% alcohol.  No other active drug ingredients.  700-750 mg total.

It hit pretty fast (within a half an hour) with light headedness and
slight disorientation.  After an hour there was SEVERE disorientation and
depersonalization.  He felt almost as if he were outside himself looking
in.  There weren't especially harsh visual effects as in real
hallucinations.  Things were very grainy and somewhat distorted.  Unable
to keep focus on much of anything.  He got severe itching fits several
times (the only way around it was to ignore the itching, stop and wait til
you forget about it).  Breathing often felt slightly constricted as if you
were wearing a tight shirt collar.  There were severe heat flashes so
that we had to turn a fan on high in an air conditioned house.  Walking
was very difficult.  Hard to keep a balance.  Time was VERY distorted.
The whole trip lasted about an 1.5-2 hrs for the strong effects but it
seemed like FOREVER.  He was also very dehydrated and found it hard to get
the damn cherry taste out of his mouth.  Also, this person has taken many
trips on acid and several shroom trips and has never had anything as scary
as this experience.  Several times he wondered if he would make it through
it alive.  Probably due to the fact that it was an unknown experience.  4
hrs after taking the tussin he was driven home from teh friends' place he
was at.  He through up twice between the stairs and the door to his room.
Apparently the car ride had disturbed his stomache.  Luckily almost all he
had in his stomach was liquid from drinking.  Coming down took a while.
Effects were very similar to coming down off of acid.  Unable to sleep,
small muscle jitters.  All in all something he would never do again and
which is really going to turn him off of drugs for a while, if not forever.

Ick.  Recmmendation:  If you want to try tussin, don't do too large of an
amount.  Stick to the lower amounts for the buzzing effect.  Similar to
being drunk.  This is NOT just like taking acid :)  This was worse of a
trip than my friend ever had on acid or shrooms.
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From: [e-mail] (Jane Ellis)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Tussin can be BAD!
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: 27 Sep 93 21:55:56 GMT

the following is an experience related by a FOAF. i am posting this for
him as a favor, but not on my own account (i don't have access to the
annon service). in other words, the person who's name is associated with
this post is completely innocent (and foolish for leaving their terminal
logged in). also, i don't know him/her, and he/she doesn't know me, so
don't bother asking. here it is: . . .

I always wanted to know what an acid trip was like, and I heard
that you can get the same effects with DM cough syrup, so I
went to the drug store and picked up a 4 oz (120 mL) bottle of
extra strength DM "tussin" cough syrup.  It was an in-store
brand comparable to extra strength Robitussin.  The specs on
the bottle said:
Ingredients per teaspoonful (5 mL)
   Dextromethorphan Hydrobromide, USP 15 mg
   in syrup with Alcohol 1.4%.
These were the only ingredients.

The first time, I was a little nervous, so I only took 120 mg
of DM (40 mL or 8 teaspoons or 1/3 of the bottle).  Within an
hour or two, I started feeling a mild buzz.  I was talkative
and I seemed to notice colors and lights a little more than
usual.  These mild effects lasted about 5 hours before I felt
like it was totally worn off.

The next day, I got a little bolder.  I downed the remaining
portion of the bottle.  This amounted to 240 mg (80 mL or 16
teaspoons or 2/3 of the bottle).  I ate some food both times,
so this may have delayed the start of the effects.  Perhaps
there was a little bit left in my system from the day before.

I was sitting down, doing some reading, and nothing happened
for well over an hour or maybe two hours.  Then, all of the
sudden, I got a severe heat flash.  It felt like a sick wave
flowing over my entire body.  I could even feel a strong
buzzing (almost like pain) in the roots of my teeth.  Every
inch of skin on my body felt like it was next to a hot water
bottle.  I was very light headed and thought I was going to
die.  I quickly scribbled information on a piece of paper to
tell anyone that found me what I had taken.  The heat flash
went away after what seemed like 5 or 10 minutes.  Actually it
was probably only a minute or two.  I felt my forehead and it
was dripping with sweat.

I was ok for a while after that.  I talked with a friend for
about 10 or 15 minutes, but it seemed like hours.  Again, I was
very talkative.  I felt like I was making sense, and having an
enjoyable time.  I just felt spacy.  There were no visual
hallucinations, but things did look a bit foggy.

After my friend left I got several more heat flashes.  They
seemed to be getting closer together.  Each time, I thought I
was going to die or at least pass out.  Each time it happened,
I just kept telling myself, "I'm going go get throught this."
over and over.  VERY unpleasant!

I walked around a little bit. My head seemed to be bobbing up
and down like you feel while sitting in a small boat on the
waves.  Things were a little distorted.  I felt like a midget
walking down the hall.  I had some difficulty talking
coherently.  My eyes started to burn, and my mouth became
excessively dry.  I couldn't concentrate on anything for more
than a few seconds.  I tried to focus on reality so I wouldn't
loose control.  I used to use MJ so I was able to keep from
panicing, but it is still a scary to face the unknown.

As the frequency of the heat flashes increased, I began to
wonder if the DM was still getting into my system, and making
things worse.  I had serious doubts about whether or not I
could get myself home in this condition.  I determined that if
things got any worse, that I might die, so I picked up a phone
book and started looking for emergency numbers.  I remember
being totally frustrated because I knew I wanted to find a
number to call to get help, but all I could do was flip the
pages.  I couldn't figure out exactly what to look up.
Finally, I looked inside the front cover.  911 seemed a little
drastic.  The only other number was poison control.  After
several attempts, I finally dialed the number successfully.
The problem was that I couldn't remember which digit I had just
dialed or which one to dial next.  I was quite incoherent on
the phone, and had a lot of difficulty giving my address, phone
number, etc.  The lady told me that I had taken quite a lot,
and that I should have someone take me to a hospital.  I asked
what might happen to me if I didn't go, and she said that I
possibly could go into a coma and/or stop breathing.  This
scared me enought that I decided I needed to go in.

I found a friend that was willing to take me in.  Thank
goodness for friends.  In the Emergency Room, I experienced
several more heat flashes.  My heart rate was up to almost 120
beats per minute when I was at my calmest point.  They pumped
my stomach and put activated charcoal down me to absorb any
remaining DM.  That is an experience well worth avoiding!  I
even preferred the blood and urine tests to the gastric lavage.
My nose and throat were quite sore for several days afterward.
I started coming down in less that an hour after these
treatments.  The doctor told me that the dose wasn't fatal, but
if I hadn't come in, I might have passed out, and probably
would have continued to experience the symptoms for at least
another 8 hours.  It would have been a real trick to explain
that one to my family.  It was hard enough to explain as it
was.  DM seems to be much more toxic than I had anticipated.

As I came down, my vision cleared up.  I realized that the
emergency sprinkler system in the ceiling was actually covered
with dust.  When I first got in there, it looked like it was
covered with some crystaline jelly; I didn't even know it was a
mild hallucination at the time.  So, what good is a
hallucination if you don't know it's a hallucination?  I wonder
what else I hallucinated.

They let me go within about 4 hours after I was admitted to
E.R.  At that point, I had a significant head ache, like a
heavy hangover.  My nose ached deep inside where they had put
the tube in.  I think it took several more hours for my heart
rate to go back to normal.  There was also a jittery twitchy
feeling in the back of my leggs.  I didn't sleep well that
night.  The hangover feeling lasted for another day.  Three
days later, I took half of an imipramine (a prescription
antidepressant left over from a legitimate prescription)
because my head felt a little foggy.  A few hours later, I got
a miniature heat flash, and felt a little spacey.  That never
happened before when I was on these antidepressants.

All in all, I think it was a VERY bad experience!  Sure there
were a few weird effects, but the negatives far outweighed the
positives.  The dose I took was significantly lower than what
some people claim to have taken.  I'm just glad I didn't chug
the whole bottle at once.  Perhaps some people's bodies can
handle DM better than mine, but I have also noticed a large
increase in people telling about bad experiences with it.

I don't think it's a very good idea to take a chance with DM.
But, if you do, please start with lower doses, let a few days
pass between doses, and increase the doses gradually.  Not like
me where I took twice as much as the time before.  As for me, I
don't think I will ever take DM again!  As for you, try
something safer, or at least be very carefull!  BTW, I now
hear that the tussin high is quite a bit different than being
high on LSD, so I guess I still don't know what acid is like.

me

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Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1993 20:11:53 EDT
From: kris kennedy <[e-mail]>
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: re:robein'

I've taken Robitussin a few times (well, at least generic eqivalents with the
same quantity of active ingredients) and frankly, I don't get it.  The first
time all I did was catch a few trails from a cigarette after drinking about
4 oz.  I heard some interesting noises, and procede to get really ill.  I mean,
 I thought I was going to have to go to the hospital because I felt like my
stomach and intestines were on fire.  My friends thought that was strange and
we figured I probably had the flu or something.  So I tried it again, this time
 drinking eith ounces and I felt even worse. The trip was definitely not worth
the intense physical pain I felt for 36 hours afterwards.  I'm not sure if
this is a common thing or not, or if I'm just some freak with a sensitive
stomach.  Thanks, but I'll stick to illicit drugs that make me feel good,
not one's that make me feel like I'm in hell!

Kris

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Subject: Tussin Stuff
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
From: [e-mail]
Date: 27 Sep 93 22:00:08 -0600

Ok, I have done the Tussin Toss quite a number of times in the last nine months
or so.  Other drugs are very hard to come by for an introvert, but alas, the
grocery stores are always open to the young wanting to pollute their minds
with something more interesting and less plain old degrading than alcohol.
Moot point anyway.  I would say that I have done the toss about 15-20 times
at least, and have just started up again after giving my body a 3 month breather

Anyhow, to get to the point, I drank a 4ozer of Robo Max Strength Cold and
Cough the other evening.  (Personal aside:  This is the best deal for the
money, because of it's lack of nasty things like Guaffesin.  Although, some
may not be able to handle the high amounts of Pseudo Ephedrine in it. YMMV)
I remember vaguely back in my mind the constant rumors about how Vitamin C
has an effect on hallucinations and the such.  So I pick up a big bottle of
OJ along with my cold medication (hey, the cashier must've thought I was
really down with a bad cold).  I drank the foul medicine and waited the 45
or so minutes for the effects to kick in.  I had a couple of cigarettes in the
meantime (don't chide me for tobacco use, please), and felt pretty much the
normal effects.  Well, thinking that I was beginning to hit my normal threshold
, I began drinking some of the orange juice to wash some of the taste out of my
mouth.  Within 20 or so minutes, I had finished about half of the orange juice,
and began feeling, well, different.  Normally, I am used to a euphoric
feeling when I take tussin, a sort of drunkeness, and a high amount of energy
(probably because of the super-doses of Ephedrine involved).  But this time,
I had all the normal effects, plus much more increased visuals.  Normally, I
do not have much in the way of visuals (on any drug, actually), so it kind of
suprised me.  Things were definately a little haywire.  I had a hard time with
control of my body, too.  I felt much more stoned than ever before.

Could this have been just a psychological reaction?  Perhaps my mind was
telling me, hey, your doing OJ with it.  Let's play with him a little bit.

Anyhow, just relating a bit of my experience.  I've been reading a lot of the
messages on here about all the people having bad experiences.  I feel sorry
for them, truly, especially if you ended u

up in a hospital.  I have personally had no problems with DM.  Sure, it makes
my stomach mightly upset for the next couple days, and urination becomes a
bit of a hassle during the actual trip, not to mention the sleep loss.  But
nothing life threatening, at least, not yet.  I warn anyone with a weak stomach,
or some sort of previous bad experience with the stuff to just forget it, you
don't need it that bad if it's going to be nothing but problems.

A depressed little soul who only feels truly alive under the influence (and
hates himself for it)
--Chris

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1993 19:08:48 UTC
Subject: Re: Tussin can be BAD!

In article <[e-mail]> [e-mail] (Jane Ellis) writes:
>Ingredients per teaspoonful (5 mL)
>   Dextromethorphan Hydrobromide, USP 15 mg
>   in syrup with Alcohol 1.4%.
>These were the only ingredients.
>
My girlfriend and I decided to try this.  We also used a store brand,
ingredients same as listed above.  We bought an 8oz bottle and split
it, total DXM per person ~360mg.

We had a good time.  We both thought it was more like being really
drunk without a reason (i.e. we knew we hadn't consumed any alcohol),
than like our (admittedly few) experiences with LSD.  That is to
say that the disorientation and loss of motor control seemed more
like a drunk than an LSD trip, and those were the predominant effects.
I experienced all the same things that the "anonymous poster who
used Jane Ellis' account" listed below:

>  Things were a little distorted.  I felt like a midget
>walking down the hall.  I had some difficulty talking
>coherently.  ...and my mouth became
>excessively dry.

The midget effect was pretty cool--not like being drunk, I admit.
It only lasted a few seconds, though :-(.

After a couple hours, I started to get hungry.  I couldn't
figure out what I wanted to eat, though, and any specific food item
I thought of made me feel like I was gonna puke.  Even water.
This was sorta bad, because I got dehydrated-feeling, and woke up
the next morning with one of those really splitting behind-the-eyes
you-didn't-drink-any-water-before-going-to-bed hangover-type
headaches.  With tylenol and advil, it took all the next day to get rid
of that headache.

We both had bouts of the itchies.  They passed.  The worst was
when my ears (which, BTW,  were buzzing loudly at that moment)
started to itch way down deep inside.  Ugh.

In my comparison to the 3-4 times I've tried LSD, I have to say
that this was fundamentally different.  When an LSD trip hits me,
I get really excitable.  Jittery.  Heart rate goes up, sweat,
jump around, etc.  When this stuff hit, I felt dopey.  Like there
was a cloud descending over my brain.  I was light headed &
quite dizzy, and certainly didn't feel like jumping around.

All in all, not a bad experience, but not an exceptional one.
My girlfriend also said she liked it, but she had a slight
headache the next day too.

I should also mention that we had just moved the day we tried
this, and we were both exceptionally tired, muscle-achy, etc.
Even still, we didn't have the horrible experiences other people
have reported.

Cheers!

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From: [e-mail]
Subject: Re: Tussin can be BAD!
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Sun, 3 Oct 1993 23:18:23 GMT

[quoted text deleted -cak]

Just wanted to mention that FOAF -- oh, hell, it was _me_, FOAF can take
a hike! -- had a very similar reaction to a mere 150 mg of
dextromethorphan HBr (from Robitussin Maximum Strength Cough).  I took
the DM a few hours after lunch.  One hour later, I had a small snack of
cheese, pretzels and ginger ale, which was probably a bad idea.  I spent
most of the next hour sitting on the couch trying to ignore waves of
nausea.  My Loyal Assistant brought me a large "security bucket", just
in case.

At about the 2 hour mark, I ate an antacid.  This was rather like
pressing the ignition button for the Space Shuttle.  I became very
uncomfortable physically in a way that's hard to describe -- hot,
sweating, panting rapidly, "buzzing" feeling all over.  This was so
intense that it took me about 15 seconds to realize that I was also
about to vomit.  I managed to make it from the couch to the floor, where
my bucket was, and the two of us became good friends for a couple of
minutes.  When I could think again, I realized that my whole body,
especially my hands, had been/were still "buzzing" -- it felt something
like a continuous AC electric shock combined with "pins and needles"
like when your arm goes to sleep.  Loyal Assistant tells me I was
panting rapidly throughout the whole episode, so hyperventilation may
have contributed to the effects.

I don't think this was a "set and setting" problem, as someone
suggested.  My DM dose was rather low, and the psychoactive effects were
comparable in magnitude to what I'd get from a few glasses of wine.  My
guess is that my body pressed the YOU HAVE BEEN POISONED red-alert
button, and took emergency measures to dump my stomach and "save" me.
Afterwards, I felt pretty good, although still a little nauseous.  In
fact, the whole experience was so vivid and memorable that I can almost
say I enjoyed it (although I'm not in a big hurry to try it again!).

It looks like there's a _lot_ of individual variation in reactions to
DM.  I seem to be unusually susceptible to the negative effects,
unfortunately (although I might do better on a completely empty
stomach).  My suggestions from my limited experiences:  treat DM like a
serious drug, experiment with low doses first, and have a sober friend
available to take care of you.

Oh, and DON'T DRIVE for 2 days!  I know someone who had a pleasant DM
experience, felt totally sober and normal the next morning, and
proceeded to try to make a right turn into the left lane of an empty
divided roadway as if driving in England.  I can't prove that this was
an after-effect of the DM, but I think it would be best to err on the
side of caution.

===================================
Bill Statler ([e-mail])
Pasco, Washington, USA

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From: [e-mail] (Petri Wallenius)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: About DXM HBr (Robo) ??????
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Sat, 25 Dec 93 18:21:10 EET

I have heard people having great time with DXM, but it didn't work
for me. Does anyone know what's the problem. I took 375 mg of
Dextrometorphan hydrobromide. Is that right compound ? If it is
did I take enuff ? Or am I some kind of tolerated to that stuff ?
Should I try again with greater dose ? Any help is greatly valued.

Thanks,

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] ()
Subject: Re: Robitussin DM?
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Thu, 20 Jan 1994 05:06:45 GMT

[quoted text deleted -cak]

I just thought I would relate *my* experience with robo. I drank a 4 oz
bottle of d-methorphan syrup (no guifenisen). While the high was not
exactly unpleasant it was definitely fucked up wierd. sort of a dreamy
stupor, didn't care what was going on around me, etc. the two side
effects, were: one It was very difficult to urinate (this effect lasted
for a couple of days), and two, the dopiness lasted (gradually wearing
off) for three days. If you try robo, don't plan on going to work or doing
anything significant for a couple of days, perahps you will be able to,
but I couldn't, and you might not either.

In conclusion, I would have to say that one has to be feeling VERY
dysphoric, and/or desperate for a high to take robo. it definitely will
get you fucked up, but pleasure? not much if any.

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Tue, 25 Jan 1994 00:45:56 UTC
Subject: Dextromethorphan Experience

DISCLAIMER:  The following describes one person's experience in taking an
over-the-counter (OTC) cough medicine in excess of the package's maximum
recommended dose.  In no way does this post recommend, suggest, or imply
that you are safe doing the same.  It is meant for informational purposes
only and should not be considered an exhaustive examination of the
subject.  It is the responsibility of the individual to inform themselves
of the risks involved in any activity before they participate.  You, and
you alone, are responsible for your actions and their results.

    REMEMBER YOU ARE PLAYING WITH YOUR LIFE!  JUST SAY KNOW!

In an attempt to advance the net.wisdom.cough_syrup I have posted a
friend's account of an experience with dextromethorphan, an OTC cough
suppressant.  Please no flames about his choice of inebriant, suffice to
say the WOsD has made preferred choices difficult to obtain.
Desperate men -> desperate actions.

THE PLAYERS:
 One 81 kilogram human male.
 Drixoral(*) Cough Liquid Caps - 10 capsules @ 30 mg each = 300 mg
 Eckerd(*) Tussin Maximum Strength - 2 oz. @ 120 mg each = 240 mg.
  Total dose = 6.6 mg/kg.

THE SETTTING:
 My House (bedroom mostly), daytime

THE SET:
 I took the day off (my birthday) to do this.  In general I'm kinda
 bummed that I have no way to get to more appropriate (for me) (but
 illegal) substances.  No way, however, that does not risk a total
 collapse of the straight, upstanding reality in which I must live.
 Other than that I'm doing OK.

THE CRONOLOGY:
0730: Cold cereal & coffee breakfast.
0830: Took Drixoral (300 mg.)
0930: No effects, took Tussin (240 mg.)
1000: Diffuclty walking without noticable effects (but I think I was
      able to.)  Not unlike mild alcohol inebriation.
1030: Everything kicks in. (I think the caps took a while to dissolve)
      Only severe motor control difficulties and a general loss of
      tactile sensation.  Layed down.

At this point I spent the next 3 hours lying in bed, not out of necessity,
I just didn't feel like moving.  I alternated between eyes-open and
eyes-closed 'images'.  Not acid-like hallucinations, more like visions.
Static, unchanging (as opposed to 'melting' or 'swirling') images.  I
distinctly remember three:  The bedspread looked like a far-off mountain
range; my leg looked like it was hundreds of feet long, and I remember the
peculiar feeling of rotating in a plane in both directions at once (like
alcohol 'spins') with no feeling of nasuea.  This was accompanied by the
inexplicable visual equivalent (of spinning both ways at once).  There was
a period when I was beset by words rather than images.  At some point I
crawled across the room and pet the cat.  I believe that walking would have
been practically impossible.

There were no periods of ego-loss or understanding the mysteries of
existance, no epiphanies experienced, no greater truths discovered.
But hey, it's a narcotic, not a hallucinogen.

1330: Made it onto the couch, watched TV.  Feeling pretty much 'normal'
      except for an unplesant, whole-body 'ache' and lack of motor skills.
1600: Able to move about almost normally, ache dimishing.  Tried to eat a
      cookie (could only nibble) and drink some Diet Coke(*) (could only
      sip.  WAY to sweet).  No nausea.
1700: Able to 'fake' normality (movement, conversation).

The ache continued for another 36 hours, I had very little appetite that
evening and the next day.  Never felt nauseous.  All in all I doubt that I
will do it again.

[text deleted -cak]

* Drixoral, Eckerd, and Diet Coke are registered trademarks or trade names.
About all the disclaimers, references & trademarks - Better safe than sorry ;^)
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From: Adam Malter <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: Robitussin DM
Date: Thu, 10 Feb 1994 09:38:05 -0500
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
In-Reply-To: <[e-mail]>

Excerpts from netnews.alt.drugs: 9-Feb-94 Robitussin DM by Rocky
[e-mail]
> If our government would stop the War on Pot, you wouldn't consider doing
> all this stupid poison just to get a buzz.
>


uhhhh... Not to be picky and this is just my own PERSONAL view but I
like getting Robo'd much more then getting stoned. (Not that getting
stoned is bad :) Robo is a much more mental trip. When your stoned you
can say "Whoo man I am fucked up..." With dex (dextromethorphan that is)
you almost can't tell that its a chemical making you feel good. Its very
subtle but strong at the same time. You just feel excellent. You feel
free and everyone around seems so nice. Music can become something more
then just music, On one trip I was in a coffehouse and it felt like I
was swimming in a wild rushing torrent of musical notes. One of the most
pleasurable expierences of my life. I do not get that empty headed
feeling I get with pot. It also lasts much longer (for me, I know people
that pot lasts longer for them). Off 6 ozs or so I can get 6 to 8 eight
hours of incredible and intense tripping. For everyone who hasn't tried
it, trust me it is not a cheap buzz. Drinking 6 ozs can be one of the
funest things you can do.

PS- It can also be real cheap if go to the right place. While real
Robitussin can be $5.00 a 4 oz bottle Rite Aid Cough Formula has more
Dex in it, less impurities and costs $3.50 for 8 ozs. I think the 10%
alcohol in the Rite Aid helps it become more intense also.


-Adam Malter

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From: x (x)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: Robitussin DM
Date: 15 Feb 1994 06:41:52 GMT
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

I ate 25 Vick's gel caps containing 30mg of DM each friday night at about
10:30pm. i was up until 11 the next morning, and fried until about 7am. it
didn't help that the gelcaps also had pseudoephedrine in them, of course.
but it was fantastic. i stayed up at a party with two other stoned guys
'till 6am. it's very comforting to just listen to someone talk when on
robo, and one guy talked for about 5 hours straight. it was fantastic. i
was in another world, and really uncoordinated. it's difficult to describe,
but sort of like mushrooms without the visuals or emotional surges. you're
out of it but you can still function, sort of. plus you can smoke like a
fiend and not feel a thing, so you can indulge your nervous habits. but
every physical movement was a labor. maybe kind of like being a bit
right-brain impaired. definitely recommended. you can steal packs of gel
caps easily from any large grocery store. just stay away from the
guafenisen, or however you spell it. it's hard to keep down and only gets
in the way. i've also eaten Delsym with polystirex - it's not as intense,
but then i only drank one bottle. might want to try two.

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (Mr. B)
Date: Thu, 17 Feb 1994 00:22:43 UTC
Subject: Robo Testimonial

Let me provide my testimonial about roboing.  Yesterday I picked up an
8 oz. bottle of generic brand extra-strength cough syrup, containing
only Dextro as its active ingredient.  I immediately downed somewhere
under 4 oz. of the stuff. Taste wasn't as bad as I expected. Chugged a
good deal of water to wash it down anyway, and nibbled on some bread.
Nausea was not a problem at all.

About an hour later it started to hit. Motor skills were definitely
impaired. Pupils were very large. I felt like I was on shrooms, but
without mood-alterations or significant visuals. Television images
appeared to be moving in slow motion like when on acid. Unlike what
I've heard posted here, music did not sound very interesting. This was
a big disappointment since claims to the contrary were what convinced
me to give it a try.  I did not feel particularly euphoric or bad.  My
mood was essentially an unchanged neutral, which was wierd since in
other respects I was definitely "tripping". I kept saying to myself,
"OK, the good part of the trip should be coming soon..." but it never
did!

Walking was definitely difficult, although mental functioning seemed
to be OK. I carried on many conversations with little difficulty, in
contrast to my experiences with shrooms and 'cid. I was hoping the
amount I consumed would be a mild dose, but I must say I was
significantly affected. I can't imagine what would have happened if I
finished the bottle! It's now 16 hours after the initial consumption.
I slept fine last night, but I still feel the effects. My pupils are
still huge and I still feel like my motor skills are
impaired. (I'm typing much slower now than my usual 100 wpm.).

Is this usual for these effects to persist for so long? It's kinda
a pain because I have work to do! Wierd body chemistry I guess.

In short, I guess it was worth the experience but I can't see any
reason to try it again. It's lasting longer than any shroom or acid
trip I've ever had, and it just ain't nearly as much fun. I'll stick
with pot thank you.

Mr. B.

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Date: Fri, 18 Feb 1994 10:08:17 UTC
Subject: dextromethorphan hydrobromide allergy

This is obviously not a common reaction to dextromethorphan hydrobromide
but since mine was so severe I felt I should share it for the
sake of others who may be using themselves as a lab animal for
dextromethorphan hydrobromide research.

I was using Robotussin Extra Strength since it seems to have only
dextromethorphan hydrobromide as an active ingrediant, 15 mg
per teaspoon.  I took 4 ounces of this.

After about an hour and a half, I got intense itching on my scalp.
This spread over the next hour to the rest of my body.  I took
my clothes off and found that my entire body was bright red
and was swelling - my face was getting tight and my eyes were
swelling shut.

At that time I took 2 Benedryl and waited out the 20 minutes.
Thankfully, the reaction was stopped.  This was a sufficiently
serious reaction that had the Benedryl not helped within 20
minutes, I would have headed for the hospital.  I did not
relish the idea of telling them I had drank a half a bottle of
cough medicine - when I was a kid only real down and out types
resorted to cough medicine for getting high (it was about
one step above drinking antifreezei (don't drink antifreeze - it WILL
kill you.  I know, I found a body on the back step once)).ATZ

Have fun, but stay safe.

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From: [e-mail] (John M Begenisich )
Subject: Robo Experience
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Sun, 6 Mar 1994 23:35:05 GMT

    *We walked about four miles to the supermarket and back so maybe
fatigue had a part to play.*

--Upon arriving at supermarket, we looked at various Robitussin's and
chose the CF variety (as it had the most unpronounceable chemicals).

--Walked home.

--10:40--Consumed 4oz. in rapid succession.

--10:50--Felt "weird"

--11:00--Consumed 2oz. more

--11:05--(Ian) "I can feel my individual hairs on my head"
     (Eric) zoning out

--11:15--(Ian) feels fucked up.
     (Eric) still zoning

--11:18--(Ian) puked, feels A LOT better

--11:20--(Eric) can now feel hair (as if standing on end)

--11:25--(Ian & Eric) zoning HARD

--11:30--(Eric) puked (very easy to vomit), feels much better

--11:45--(Ian & Eric) Royally *FUCKED* Personality disappears into the
     back of the mind.  Heightened awareness, very floaty feeling.
         Warm sensations everywhere, extremely flushed face.

--11:55--(Eric) Diarrhea hits.  Hard.  New meaning to word "runs."  Pure
     liquid fecal matter.  Extreme fear of dehydration.  Consumed approx.
     200 oz. of water. (Yes, 200)

--12:30--(Ian)  Intense stomach pains. "Damn, I wish we got a bag
     instead."  There goes my hair again.

--12:45--Lost Eric in bathroom.  Still shitting water.  Both of us have
         "out of body" feeling.  Very lightheaded.

--12:53--(Ian) Fuzzy brain.  Stomach pains come in waves.  Feel great when
     stomach is calm.

--1:25-- (Ian) Now I have the shits.  Ass on fire.  I've never gone to the
     bathroom like this before, ever.

--1:45-- Beginning to wear off.  Planning to scrape bowl to soothe
     stomach. (Where is that resin)

--1:50-- Both of us took 2 Imodium AD to plug the bowels from Hell.
         Immediately feel better.  Shits end.  Thank god for modern science.

--2:18-- Feel stoned.  Good resin.  Stomach pains gone, effects of robo
     almost completely gone.  Zone out really hard looking at the TV.

--3:00-- Time for bed.  No mo ROBO!!!


At 11:55, my roomate (who was sober) wrote up his observations of Eric and
my trip.

11:55--  Ian is flushed, a little babbling, still coherent.  Complaining
about stomach.  Eric is whining a lot about stomach and the shits.  Both
feel numb, esp. numb scalps.  Ian says "intestines are gurgling, I can
feel my brain.  Eric is scared of dying.  They want joints.  Both can
"breathe so good" (we drank one hell of a lot of decongestant! -Ian)
Ian feels fake, "zoned."  John waves pencil in front of Ian's face to
bring him back.  Eric has shits.  They want to watch Conan.  "I couldn't
get it up to save my life." (unclaimed quote)  Eric zones on Conan.
Have fun boys.


    I don't know what you'll learn from this, our only recommendation
is to NOT robo.  It's an interesting high, but it feels totally synthetic
and you spend half of your trip in the bathroom.  If you are that hard up
for a high counseling may be in order.
    From now on we're sticking to the all natural mj and 'shrooms.
(God's food)

                Hope you learned something,
                    Eric and Ian

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (Mr. B)
Date: Sat, 19 Feb 1994 02:17:27 UTC
Subject: Re: Robo Testimonial


>   >  I kept saying to myself,
>   > "OK, the good part of the trip should be coming soon..." but it
>   > never did!

>     This is normal.. You had well what is the robo analogue of a bad trip.
>   On Robo if you have a bad trip, it doesn't really do anything bad, it
>   just doesn't do anything. I find that how my trip is has alot to do with
>   where I am and most IMPORTANTLY who I am with. People you don't like can
>   cause your robo trip to go right down the drain. Next time your really
>   bored try it again, with lots of people you like. A really good place is
>   like at a coffeehouse or any other social place with good acoustic
>   music. Happy roboing

My set and setting were fine. I was psyched and had set aside all
sorts of excellent music to listen to.  I was among people I was very
comfortable with.  I just don't think the drug mixed well with my body
chemistry. As evidence, it is now 48 hours since I first took it and I
STILL feel some effects of it behind my eyes.  Let me remind the
readers that I only took between 3-4 oz.. That, from what I hear,
seems to be a rather small dose.

Focusing my eyes is very tiring and I'm getting quite sick of this
numbness I feel in my head. It's fading slowly but surely, though, so
by tomorrow morning I'll probably be clear. I've never had any
problems with provenly safe psychedelics like acid and shrooms (well,
I got sick of my stomach on shrooms once, but it was nothing major).

Once again, I never felt particularly bad, just rather neutral.
Although, I can see how mixing the drug with pot might have improved
things.  Now, I've simply had enough of these uninteresting sensations
and hope they go away soon!

Anyone else have similar experiences with Robo?

Mr. B
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From: Todd A. Barnash <[e-mail]>
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Subject: Robo'ed for the first time last nite
Date: 11 Mar 1994 16:12:13 GMT
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

After reading, and printing out pages and pages of info on tripping from
Robitussin, I decided to try it last night.  I bought two 4-ounce bottles
of the Robo Maximum Strength Cough (only active ingred= dextro
hydrobromide) for about seven dollars at a supermarket.
I downed one bottle of the nasty stuff at about 6pm, afterwhich I smoked
a good size bowl.
Since I was quite stoned (and on new weed) I didn't know when the effects
started kicking in, I downed another two ounces from the second bottle,
and by 7 pm I was starting to feel quite weird.

Lemme just say, first, that I am fairly well experienced with other
assorted psychoactives- I tried this out of curiousity since Robo is, of
course, cheap and plentiful.

By 7:15 or so my eyes felt very heavy and, as for the rest of the night,
wouldn't focus in once place for very long... So, as any good tripper
will do, I turned off the lights  :-)
I wasn't getting much in the way of hallucinations at that time anyway.
Music sounded "thin and boring" compared to LSD or Psilocybin, and I
started becoming too disoriented and unbalanced to walk anywhere.  I
closed my eyes for a while and enjoyed the show- this stuff gave a big
coloful boost to my imagination, and had somewhat the same
"mind-tripping" effects other psychoacts. give.

I felt a bit of stomach discomfort, which is understandable looking back
on how much of it I drank.  I ended up just smoking some more green and
trying to sleep it off.   All in all, it was a pretty heavy buzz, but not
very entertaining and I doubt I would do it again.

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From: [e-mail] (Jay)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: Robo Testimonial
Date: 20 Feb 1994 15:40:48 GMT
Message-ID: <2k80a0$[e-mail]>

[quoted text deleted -cak]

I tried my first robodose this friday.  I went up to walmarts and bought 8oz
of Vicks 44.  I was planning on doing it with a friend, but right after I had
downed about 2oz(of the 4 that I did) a girl called and asked me on a date.
Well, I asked my friend that I was dosing with if it would be alright if I
ditched him.  He said it was fine(knowing that I don't get too many dates,
especially good looking ones).  I finished off the other 2 oz, then I met her
at a smoking hall.  We sat around and talked awhile, I told her that I was
drugged and that I may not be completely coherent throughout the night ;)  We
couldn't find a movie to watch, so we went back to my place(she was driving,
obviously) and talked a bit more.  I was just begining to feel the effects when
we were talking at my house.  (The initial were having trouble walking, and a
slight distortion in background noise) During when we talked, I had "Indiffence"
by Pearl Jam on... the music felt great, it just ran through my body.  My whole
body and mind felt as if they were new, like I was five years old again.  I
actually managed to hold a decent conversation.  I went to put in The Wall (movie)
by Pink Floyd.  We sat back on my bed and watched it, this is when the visual
distortions began to come on.  At first there were slight trails, then there
were waves, like the fabric of the universe was flowing.  At about "Another
Brick in the Wall part 3" I couldn't get both my eyes in sync, one looked
normal, the  other was rotated off at 45'.  By the end of The Wall, the effects
were lessening, and I was still feeling good, no hard come down.  She took me to
get my car(I felt as if I could drive now), and we went back to her place.  We
sat down on her bed and talked for another 4 hours.  A really good date, and a
very good trip.  In the morning, I felt fresh, a little tired because of only
getting 3 hours of sleep, but no cotton mouth, no hang over.
    Unfortunately, my friend, who I ditched :(, went to a party and started
puking.  But he understood(although he says he'll never robodose again ;)  I
would recommend robodosing to anyone who can hold down the syrup...I think it
was the best trip in my life.

jay
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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Tue, 22 Mar 1994 06:49:58 UTC
Subject: Drixoral/dextromethorphane

Just thought I'd add another data point in our quest for the ultimate over-
the-counter hallucinogen -- dextromethorphane, found in Robitussin DM,
Drixoral, etc.

First off, stay away from anything that combines dextromethorphane with
guaifenisin -- guaifenisin, intended to clear your lungs, will give your
horrible diarrhea at the psychoactive dosage level of dextromethorphane.
I used Drixoral Liquid Caps, each of which is supposed to have 30mg of
dextromethorphane, and I took a dose of 150mg, which, according to reports
here on alt.drugs, is half the psychoactive dose of 300mg.

I started feeling the effects of the liquid caps about 30 minutes after taking
them, indicating that the liquid was released faster that I would have thought.
I noticed that I had trouble balancing -- walking caused a little vertigo.
Also, I had a hard time unclenching my jaw, and when I wasn't thinking about it,
my teeth would chatter as if I was cold. I did not notice any hallucinations,
but I did notice some interesting perspective changes. Just when I thought
that I had taken too low a dose for interesting visuals and I decided to go
to bed, as soon as I closed my eyes I noticed that rather than seeing the
normal random patterns of closed eyelids, that out of the darkness were
forming kaleidescopic patterns, interlocking and turning, like patterns on
a  turkish prayer rug. If I concentrated on visualizing something, it would
spring into being behind my eyelids in full color -- really very startling.

Dextromethorphane seems to interfere with REM sleep, so that come morning, I was still tired, and I ended up going back to sleep for another 8 hours. I would
say that dextromethorphane, like many hallucinogens, is best used when you have
some free time to recover.

So, that was my experience with 150mg -- let's hear some more experiences
and stay away from guaifenisin!

Hannibal
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From: [e-mail] (SirDeath S)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: My first Dextromethorphan experience
Date: 29 Mar 1994 18:27:02 -0500
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Got ahold of 2 4-oz bottles of "Father John's Medicine"--10mg DXM per
5ml "dose" = 236mg per bottle.  It took me nearly 10 minutes to down
the first bottle--it was a thick black sludge that was supposed to be
licorice but smelled (&tasted) much like FlyNap (that stuff at school
that we use to temporarily knock out fruit-flies).  Needless to say,
I was already feeling nauseous and decided against trying to consume
the second bottle.  By about 45 minutes after consuming the liquid,
I began to notice some unusual effects... the radio (I was listening
to a talk show) began making wierd almost flange-like effects... I
stuttered somewhat when I tried to speak (I do not normally have this
problem).

About an hour into this, I switched the radio over to an REM CD.  The music was
more beautiful than I have ever heard it before--each note
was intense and vibrant.  I stood up and discovered a floating, some-
what euphoric feeling with a little cloudiness of thought.  These
effects seem to be virtually identical to that of Vicodin (sp?), a
narcotic painkiller I had had prescribed for me following outpatient
ear surgery last spring.

The nausea became extremely intense over the next several minutes, and
I finally began vomiting violently into my trash can--however, almost
IMMEDIATELY afterwards, I felt much, much better.  My head felt big
and swollen (not at all unpleasant, however) and the euphoria felt when
walking around was exponentially more intense.  Co-ordination seemed
to be impaired--I tried playing "Tetris" on my computer only to find
it impossible to think and act properly.  I definately would not want
to drive in this condition.

After about four and a half hours, I began to come down gradually.
No "crash" at all--I didn't even fall asleep (as I do with almost
every other substance I've tried).  By about six and a half hours, I
was feeling no effects whatsoever and was able to continue with the
rest of my day.

In short, I would try DXM again (just not in that vile toxic waste
form).  I'd recommend taking an meclizine antiemetic (e.g. Bonine or
Dramamine II)--NOT, however, a dimenhydrinate one (e.g. Dramamine) as
this causes drowsiness--to control the nausea.

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Wed, 30 Mar 1994 11:47:16 UTC
Subject: more DXM datapoints

Well, after reading the DXM FAQ posted here (thanks for the very informative
FAQ, BTW), I have to conclude that I am one of those people who don't have
the DXM-processing enzyme on my liver and that is the reason I find DXM
unpleasant enough to stop taking.

In my last DXM experiment, I took 240 mg of DXM in the form of 8 Drixoral
liquid-caps. I was almost immediately (within 30 minutes) so sleepy that
it was hard to stay awake for the rather mild hallucinogenic effects. Finally
I went to sleep.

For the next four days, I had the following symptoms:
- muscle twitches, especially in the hands and jaw muscles, enough to
  make my teeth chatter uncontrollably

- difficulty with urination and orgasm -- almost like the prostate was
  locked up (I have no history of prostate problems -- I'm 29)

- bouts of extreme sleepiness throughout the day, despite 8 hours of sleep

Obviously, DXM affects everyone differently, but I had a bad enough trip so
that I told my brother not to try it.

DXM -- your mileage may vary!!!

Hannibal
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From: [e-mail] (SirDeath S)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: My first Dextromethorphan experience
Date: 31 Mar 1994 10:08:02 -0500
Message-ID: <2nep0i$[e-mail]>

In article <[e-mail]>, [e-mail]
(William E. White ) writes:

>>Did you make sure there were no active ingredients listed other than
>>DXM?  My guess is that there was guaifenesin in the syrup.  At high
>>dosages it is strongly emetic.

No--worse than that. I discovered that among the "inactive ingredients" was
...ugh... CASTOR OIL!  Blarg!

>>Meclizine can, in fact, cause drowsiness

Although it's sold as a "non-drowsy" formula?  I know Dimenhydrinate puts me
out quick but have never experienced the slightest effect from Meclizine.

>>DXM by itself shouldn't cause nausea

Probably right.  I'm blaming the castor oil.

Thanx for the help--got ahold of some Robo & will be trying that later today.

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (Mr. B)
Date: Thu, 31 Mar 1994 18:47:21 UTC
Subject: more DXM datapoints

[quoted text deleted -cak]

My experience with Robo wasn't quite as bad, but remarkably similar.

I took a similar size dose my first try (about 3.5 oz. of a generic
equivalent to Robo extra strength cough). I didn't fall asleep
immediately, and was able to enjoy the "peak" (which I found rather
unremarkable, as I stated in a previous post now in the DXM FAQ). But,
I too suffered after-effects for the next four days.

My pupils were severely dialated for over 24 hours after ingestion, so
my experiences were clearly not entirely psychological.

I had no muscle twitches, but I had this really annoying tightness in
the muscles in my head which made it difficult to concentrate.  I also
had severe hot-flashes around 3 days after ingestion which were really
bizarre and a bit frightening.  Sex was entirely out of the question,
but that could have been partially due to anxiety since I thought I
had broken my brain.

To those trying DXM for the first time, I'd recommend trying a small
amount (< 2 oz.) to make sure you aren't one of us weirdo's without
that enzyme required to break it down. That, or be prepared to waste
of about 3-4 days to very annoying after-effects. Keep in mind I've
had no trouble with most other common psychedelic drugs--I've never
even had a bad trip despite multiple "experiences".

Now that I know I'm not the only one with this problem, I'd like to
get this information added to the DXM FAQ so that others may be spared
this experience.

Mr. B

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From: [e-mail] (David McIntyre)
Subject: Re: ROBO!!!!!
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Fri, 25 Mar 1994 17:50:34 CST

In article <[e-mail]> [e-mail] (Steven E. Hoiberg) writes:
>>Try the Drixoral Cough Caps.  30mg DXM/cap, and nothing else.  RATHER
>>effective.  Remind me to tell you about it some day.
>>--

>NO NEED TO WAIT!
>Tell us now. =)

I had to wait until I could compose my thoughts.
You asked for it...
  I have in the past toyed around with 4-6oz of liquid Tussin, Robo, etc with
and without guaifenesin (sp?).  My experiences were interesting and fun, but
nothing as moving as taking two boxes of 10 Drixoral Cough Caps.  Last Friday,
I decided to go for broke and take 2 boxes.
  I started my journey about 8pm.  Finished the pills in a span of about 30
minutes.  About 30-45 minutes later, I started feeling the familiar effects of
drowsiness.  I decided that it would be best to get out and do something
before I fell asleep and wasted my time.  It was about 9:00, so I went to my
favorite alternative club where there was an awesome "mind candy" band called
Mindseye playing.  There weren't more than 20 people in the club including the
two bands that were playing.  I just kicked back in a booth, closed my eyes,
and went on an internal trip that lasted at least 45 minutes, although it felt
like hours.  I had a sensation of moving into a higher realm of thought.  I
was so focused on the music that it became a part of my consciousness and my
being.  Openeing my eyes just became a letdown because it reminded me that I
was in reality. :)  So I just closed them again and enjoyed the phosphenes
that were running rampant through my brain.  The only part I didn't like was
the feeling of being in a Doom game without the monsters.  I felt like I was
running through the corridors and riding the elevators.  Oh, well.  Nobody
promised that it would be COMPLETELY enjoyable.  Anyway, after the set, I went
to the bar to order a Miller Lite.  The barkeep said that they didn't have
Miller Lite.  I asked for Coors Light.  He said he didn't have Coors Light.
[blank stare with severely dilated pupils]  "What light beers do you have?"
"Lite."  "Lite?" "Lite."  "Lemme have that, then"  "$1.50" ("Hey, great
price", I thought)  It was Miller Lite.  Oh, well.  It felt like I was arguing
for 30 minutes.  Gawd, I hate interacting with people in that condition.  I
staggered back to my booth (at least it FELT like staggering ... it felt
REALLY weird to walk) and sipped my beer while watching the band take down
their equipment.  They looked like a bunch of worker bees from my perspective,
and is was really interesting to watch.  Drinking was an unusual experience,
too.  It was like the first time I had ever drunk anything.  All my movements
were very slow, methodical, and calculated.  After I finished my beer, I went
down to a techno club I had been meaning to visit.  It was about midnight.
I know that this is a big lapse in time.  I guess I wasted 2 1/2 hours in that
bar listeneing to the jukebox and watching the band.  It was only 4
blocks, but the way my legs were moving, it felt like I was walking
stiff-legged the whole way.  Fortunately, it was a slow night on my city's
version of Bourbon St., and I only passed about 5 people on the way.  The
doorman was the next big hurdle.  Actually, I managed to keep myself fairly
composed.  He warned me that it was kinda slow, and I went into a repeat of
the beer discussion.  "Slow?" "Slow." "Okay." (trying to avoid giving myself
away, even though my pupils filled my eyeballs)  I handed him the two bucks he
asked for and walked in.  I found an empty couch and plopped down.  It was
heavily padded and had a low back.  Perfect for slouching.  The DJ was playing
a fantastic mix of techno and classic rock.  As the night wore on, she was
playing almost constant techno.  They have a light show that is really
something to be seen.  The dance floor is surrounded by mirrors that reflect
the blue lights from the bar and make it look like a cityscape from the year
2020.  VERY impressive in my condition.  The only times I got up were to go to
the john twice and to the bar once for water.  Walking got stranger and
stranger.  I think I was having trouble keeping my balance, but I don't
remember staggering.  The worst part was the feeling that I was choking on my
uvula.  My mouth felt dry, and water wasn't helping.  It must have been the
anaesthetic effects of DXM.  I stayed there for two hours in the same spot
only moving the three times I mentioned.  I was still not bored, but I figured
that since it was 2am, it was about time to get home.  This may have been a
mistake.  The streetlights had started tracing, and the blinking lights were
playing hell on my perception.  In retrospect, I probably shouldn't have
driven home, but I was broke, so a cab was out of the question, and there was
no way I could have sobered up.  I didn't feel drunk.  It just felt like all
my surroundings were foreign.  I payed extra-close attention to my driving,
but still nearly jumped out of my skin at the sight of police.  I got home in
one piece and fell asleep to the mellow sounds of Pink Floyd's Ummagumma disc
2.  I woke up around 9:30am, fully alert.  Checked my eyes.  Fully dilated.
Made an excuse to get out of the house, wearing shades.  Went to see a movie
with a friend, which was pretty fun.  I was still feeling a bit weird.  The
dark theater helped me relax.  Got out of the movie and went home.  My eyes
were normal by this time, although I still felt a little strange.  That
feeling lasted until about 7pm.  So the brunt of the trip laster about 12
hours and the after-effects lasted another 11.  WOW!
  Will I try this again?  Yes.  Would I suggest that somebody else try this?
Yes.  What will I do next time?  Take 3 boxes and drink more beer.  I heard it
is very synergistic.  I did not see the colored blobs that people refer to,
unless the light show was this effect, and I just didn't notice. :)  Anyway, I
had no nausea or other ill effects.  I have sworn off the liquid stuff,
because it's too hard to get down.
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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Mon, 11 Apr 1994 16:49:41 UTC
Subject: DXM fails....  :(

So what's the deal?

Subject 1 ingested 3 30mg caplets, followed in two hours, by 2 more,
followed in two more hours with 2 more... no perceptible results, or
results so mild they might well have been placebo.

Subject 2 ingested 5 30mg caps, followed four hours later with 2 more, same
effect as S1.

The next day, S2, a determined experimentor, broke 6 caps into a swallow of
juice (tastes awful :) and still got nothing.

Caps were from two seperate boxes of Drixoral cough caps, no other
ingredients besides DXM-hbr.....no other drugs of any kind were present in
the system....

Is there some magic "open-sesame" thing you gotta do with this stuff?  What
are the odds that two people, non-blood relations, would both have this
Citochrome - 450 enzyme or whatever?

Perhaps if the dose were doubled to more like 300mg instead of the 120-150
that seemed such a prudent figure given the DXM FAQ info...?  (it was
deemed desirable to avoid the second stage of the experience as it sounded
from the descriptions far less pleasurable than the lo-dose effects...)

Does the syrup work better than the caps?

Or is this all a great big hoax put on by the DEA to lure us all out of the
woodwork and down to the drugstore?

Help please....it sounds real fun, if only it got you high :)

- S1, S2

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From: [e-mail] (Lamont Granquist)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: DXM fails.... :(
Date: 11 Apr 1994 21:08:15 GMT
Message-ID: <2oce7v$[e-mail]>

[e-mail] writes:
>Perhaps if the dose were doubled to more like 300mg instead of the 120-150
>that seemed such a prudent figure given the DXM FAQ info...?  (it was
>deemed desirable to avoid the second stage of the experience as it sounded
>from the descriptions far less pleasurable than the lo-dose effects...)

try taking at least ten+ of the pills at once -- be sure you're not
getting anything besides DXM.  That should give you over 300mg which
should be psychoactive.

>Or is this all a great big hoax put on by the DEA to lure us all out of the
>woodwork and down to the drugstore?

Its no hoax -- if you don't get off at all from 300-400mg you've got a bizzare
metabolism.

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From: [e-mail] (CRAIG ALLEN JOHNSTON)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: My DXM experience, question...
Date: 11 Apr 1994 17:58:53 GMT
Message-ID: <2oc34t$[e-mail]>

Well, I got around to doing this DXM thing this weekend.  I drank a bit less
than one third of an 8 oz bottle of Robo max. strength (whichever particular
flavor has only DXM) so I estimate in the neighborhood of 220 mg of DXM.
Now, I have done a lot of LSD in the past, and none of these weenie doses
either...so I figured this would be pretty wimpy at the dosage I took
(would have taken more, but I'm on paxil, an MAO inhibitor...wanted to
test the waters..)  Anyway, I was pretty much wrong.  BTW I weigh about
160 lbs..  anyways, it took longer than I thought to really come on--don't
have an exact figure but I might say 2 hours to peak?

It's a strange drug.  In some ways, I felt totally normal.  Speaking
normally was quite easy.  Moving around and performing feats of dexterity,
however, was not.  In fact, the only problem with speaking felt like a
lack of coordination of my mouth.   Walking, after sitting down for 2 hours
for dinner at a restaurant, was really bizarre.  Could not feel myself
touching the ground, felt certain I was walking funny and would be
spotted--felt like I was taking baby steps.  Vision was blurred.  Food
was totally nauseating--don't even think about it.

Music was interesting, but perhaps a bit "flat."

A very hard to describe trip, at least hard to describe after one shot--
don't know what was characteristic and what was that one trip.

Don't underestimate this drug.

Also--whatever the cost, the pill for is probably worth it.  I did not
think I would have so much trouble getting the shit down.  I mixed it
with OJ, even, and it was totally horrible.

My question:  anybody have sex on it yet?  I was planning on it, but was
a bit nauseated from the food I ate. (I believe)  Worth doing?

another question:  anyone mix pot with this yet?  LSD?  effects?  if not,
any reasons not to?

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From: [e-mail] (B. Despres)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: dextromethorphane
Date: 3 Apr 1994 08:49:57 GMT
Message-ID: <2nlvvl$[e-mail]>


: Well, Ben, my friend, its a rather largish trip.
: 6 or 8 ounces of robo, if your body can take it (i.e. not puke or itch or
: whatever these folks say happens) is one of the most exciting and
: sensual trips i know of, but i usually feel like i can't really go
: anywhere, which is too bad, sometimes.

sorry abouyt not quoting, but i can't be bopthered.
well, i'm currently on the tail enbd of a  250 mg dose of
dxm, and fuck i feel *GOOD*.
i can't imagine it being possible to have a bad trip on this shit.
oh, man, i feel so good.
well, if i can get this posted withougth screwing up roayally i will ta
leastr remewmber it when i read this, and probably regret it...
it's neat... ity's like being in a rpoom, with no lightsa except a whole
bunch of tv's, and each tv is a different sensory input, and i have a few
outputs toom but i can only play with ione atta time.  so i cant think vetry
well.  oh, plese flame me, i am too happy to care.  having tried this, i would
definately reccomend it.
i walked through the woods for 2 hours with a freibnd who aslo tried
dxm for the first time... we had such fun, oh damn i can't see the keyboard
anymore am i typing still?  oh, i can see the screen so i am.
i am going away.  TRY DXM, IT'S FUN.

                    - ben (i think???)

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From: [e-mail] (Les Claypool is God)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Robo fun
Date: 18 Apr 1994 05:34:52 GMT
Message-ID: <2ot65s$[e-mail]>

I robo-ed for the first time in months this weekend.  Did more than I ever
had before, here's the story:

8:15 pm:  Friend and I each take 5 Robitussin cough caps, and rinse them
down with 4 oz of Robo DM syrup.  Taste is worse than I remember.  Wrigley
Spearmint really helps kill the taste.

8:30ish: begin feally a little funky.  Stomach is a little bit
uncomfortable.  Friend says she feels a little nauseous also.  We ate
before hand, so the stomach discomfort was not as bad as before.

8:45ish: Very light headed.  Tracers begin showing up on just about
everything.  We get to another friends house, and sit down to watch tv.

9:00 :  Seriously feeling effect.  Head spinning slighty, not bad.
Stomach discomfort gone.  Limbs feel unconnected to body.  I notice that I
have been watching tv for 15 minutes, and have no idea what I am watching.
TV sound is turned off and stereo is truned on.  I find it very hard to
concentrate on anything for more than about a second.  Music, which I
normally get into, I can't really listen to.  Repeated attemps at
conversation fail because I can't remember what I am saying as I say it.
total inability to grasp concept of time.  A friend's sentence take
forever to finsh, and I completely forget what is said as soon as he is done.
When I close my eyes, all sorts of incredible hallucinations kick in.
When my eyes are open, I see everything as normal, but have NO idea what
I'm looking at.

10:30ish  Friend gets pizza.  I am totally unable to eat.  Wierd, seeing
as how often I get the munchies.  I can no longer move my head without
totally losing contact with reality.  As long as I am talking, I'm fine.
Time flies and crawls at the same time.  Truely wierd.

Evening progresses until I have to leave(couldn't take beeing on that
couch any longer)

Midnight:  Go back to friends house.  Have to catch a ride because I am
TOTALLY unable to operate an automobile, assuming I had driven in the
first place.  Lye down on floor.  Carpet, which is normally uncomfortable,
is quite nice right now.  Close my eyes, and trip like a motherfucker.
All sorts of weird shit flies through my head.  It is suddenly half an
hour later.  I decide(for some stupid reason) that I need to walk home
now.  Normally about a mile, I can walk it in 15 minutes if I really take
my time.  As I walk, I realize that I don't feel connected to my legs, I'm
just "floating" along, above the ground.  I feel as if I'm going to fall
any minute, but never do.  I make it home, and down the stairs into my
room.  I make it into my bed, where I close my eyes, and trip out for
another three hours, when my phone rings, and I end up explaining how to
use Tlenet to one of my friends.  After a rather lengthy conversation, I
slip into unconsciousness completely.

Next day:  I am still totally out to lunch, and am still unable to grasp
time.  Things just fly by unnoticed.  Kinda cool, kinda strange.  I like
it, but it better be gone by tommorow.

That's it.  Any questions?

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From: [e-mail] (Jon Riley)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Dextromethorphan experience
Date: 2 Apr 1994 08:35:13 GMT
Message-ID: <2njao1$[e-mail]>

I tried posting this on Tuesday, but it does'nt seem to have
gotten out, so here it is again...

  Well, after reading all the messages on experiences with cough syrup, I
decided to try it for myself. Last friday, a friend and I went down to
the local supermarket, read the ingredients on the back of the cough
medicine boxes, did some simple dosage math, and settled on a 20 pack of
Drixoral Cough Liquid caps. We took them at around 10:00 that night, and had
a pretty good time.

Here's a log of what happened. We were writing it as it happened while we
could.


  10:03 Both: Took 300mg(10 capsules) each of Drixoral Cough Liquid Caps...
might have been a bit much for a first time try, but we were feeling
daring...(and we wanted it to be good) :)...

  10:47 Both: Think we're starting to get a general 'nice' feeling

  10:57 Jon: Colors seem to be getting brighter.  Listening to Nirvana's
Bleach album, music seems kind of 'thin' but it's pretty easy to get into.

  11:16 Jon: Colors realy bightening.

  11:22 Jon: Gettin into it... Kurt does'nt seem to be having much fun
yet..

  11:53 Both: Went outside to have a smoke and walk around.

  12:07 Both: came back in, Jon: Things seemed to realy be setting in. I
first noticed it when I walked back up the stairs to come back into the
house. I felt very bouncy, as if I were going to keep floating up... I also
felt it when I stood up from a chair. Around this time I also started to
knotice things bouncing around a bit when I tried to fix my eyes on them.

  12:20 I'm definately getting weird, Kurt still is'nt getting anything...

  12:26 Turned off the lights and the monitor, stopped writing this log as
things happened. Listened to music in the dark and had a pretty good time
singing along. Now I popped in Nirvana's Nevermind. It was more melodic and
cooler to listen to. I thought the more psychedelic parts of the music would
be more stimulating, but it was realy basic song structure and melody that
got me going... Time started to get distorted. Could'nt keep my eyes from
wandering.

  1:00(or so)  Jon: Time getting realy distorted. Songs seem to last for
hours, still nothing realy for Kurt.. We just lied around and listened...

Things realy hit around 1:30... All I can say is that I was FUCKED *UP*!!!
My memory from then on is realy screwed up, but I remember realizing just
how fried I was when I found myself sitting up on the bed with my legs
shaking, and asking kurt if they were shaking. He told me to stop shaking
them (By now he seemed pretty fried too) and when I stopped (It was fairly
hard, I could'nt quite remember 'how' to). It felt weird stopping, so I
just let them shake (They stopped when I laid back down). Standing up was
hard and so was talking (although that didd'nt stop me). Just laying down,
talking and listening was actually quite enjoyable.

Things I noticed:

These things are DANGEROUS! I almost choked trying to swallow one of the
pills :) (Realy though, Make sure you have something to wash them down with)

We were VERY heavily stoned. I remember Kurt remarking 'This is what
retarded people must feel like' :). I just could'nt think straight at all...

I seemed to instantly verbalize most of my thoughts. According to
Kurt, I talked almost the whole time about absolutely nothing... I wonder
if I would have talked so much if there weren't anyone there with me...I found
myself contradicting myself often. "I want to try and go outside. No I
don't." I also said completely senseless things He would ask me a question
like "Do you want to try and stand up?" and I'd say something like "No,
because you'll try to kill me, and the windows can't handle that." Weird...

Part of our talking was telling each other all of our deepest darkest
secrets. I can only remember a few of the milder ones, but I know I told
him things about myself I would'nt tell ANYONE normally... Luckily our
memories of the experience are very bad, and many of the things we told
each other were absolute hogwash (I distincly remember "Hey man, I gotta
tell you something. I have sex with furniture" "That's ok man, I have sex
with guitars..."). The next day however, we both felt like a tremendous
weight had been taken off of our chest, and I think we're much better
friends.

I didn't seem to hallucinate as I thought I would. In fact, I realy
could'nt imagine anything visual at all. When I closed my eyes, I just saw
kind of a slightly more intense normal-closed-eye pattern, and I just felt
a general 'swirling' feeling in my mind. Kurt, however, reported seeing
Sonic the Hedgehog come running at him a few times. :)

I knoticed my body seemed generaly numbed, and severely  in my mouth and face.
The numbing of my mouth added to the difficulty of talking, and I think I had
cottonmouth, but it might have just been the numbness.

At one point, for some reason I told Kurt to make sure all of his fingers
were still on because DXM can me bad for them. He started nervously
tugging on them to see if they were loose.I realy freaked him out :-).

Moving around and dancing was REALY cool. I was very disoriented and had a
bit of a hard time standing up, but I diddn't get motion sick or anything,
and moving felt great. Looking back, I'm glad nobody sober was watching me
dance, I pretty much made a fool of myself :)...

For part of the most intense part of the trip I seemed to be just 'Out of
my head', Like the rest of my mind just wandered off and left me to just
kinda lay there and stare at things. I also had a few 'waking up'
experiences. It's hard to explain, but it was if I were dreaming, and then
woke up to find things exactly as they were in the dream.

MIZ only got nauseous twice for short periods, and it was very mild.

Sometime around 4:00, Both of us decided to go so sleep (I wasnt realy
tired, it was a decision we just kinda made) No weird dreams or anything...

The next day, I didnt feel down after the trip, probably because I was
still feeling the effects quite a bit. My memory was'nt doing to good, I
felt mildly stoned, and I still got that funny feeling whenever I got up.

For the record, I'm only around 130 pounds, and Kurt is... Ehh.. I don't
know, but he's 6'2 and slightly overweight.

  Overall, this was quite an enjoyable (and weird) experience, and I plan
on doing this again this weekend with maybe a few other friends, a higher
dose, and some more appropriate music (although as the trip realy got
intense, I realy just ignored the music).
  At around 10 bucks for 20 capsules (30mg each) it's fairly
cheap (It would have been cheaper if I had been willing to down all that
nasty syrup), and from what I've seen so far, it seems to be legal.

  Well, my fingers are tired, and so am I, so I guess I'll stop now :)
It should have only Dextromethorphan Hydrobromide
(and maybe a little alchohol) as an active ingredient).  Just make sure
you don't have anything too important to do the day afterwards, you'll still
feel it the next day, and might not sleep very well.

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Subject: Robo sucks!
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Sat, 23 Apr 94 11:58:09 EDT

It sucks, dudes.  Me and a friend, we got Drixoral Cough Caps last night.
I did 390mg, he did 450mg. If you like getting whacked out of your brain,
then maybe try this, but it's too intense and wierd for me (and my friend,
who's done LSD and shrooms.)  Some parts were fun, actually, but too much of
it wasn't.

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From: [e-mail] (Karl Hiller)
Newsgroups: talk.politics.drugs
Subject: Robo II: The Quickening
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: 24 Apr 94 05:16:00 GMT

There sure is a lot of interest in dextromethorphan on this conference
all of a sudden...  Is this a new thing or does it come around on a
regular basis?

Anyway, I thought I'd give it a whirl.  Tried it twice, around 350 mg
per dose, the first time by itself and the second time with a number of
good solid bong hits.  (I managed to find Drixoral gel-caps the second
time, which made it much much easier to get down.)
The first time, I felt seriously drunk.  My body felt light, movement
was effortless, and I had a hard time concentrating on anything.  On the
other hand, I remained lucid enough to play a game of Diplomacy with my
friends (although the French were acting sort of erratically that night
:)  My hands got red and puffy, and at one point my scalp itched
intensely, leading me into a strangely satisfying prolonged scratching
session.  I experienced that sort of tingly stomach sensation that
usually heralds an oncoming acid trip, and this feeling lingered for
about two days.  There was no hangover, but I still felt sort of buzzed
the next day - not unpleasant, but disorienting.
The second time, I got really, really dumb.  I could watch TV or listen
to someone talking to me for several minutes and not be able to recall a
single thing.  I had some trippy visuals - Joe Bob Briggs became
three-dimensional (on TV), and then everything in the room became
extremely three-dimensional (moreso than usual).  There was also some
wavering and crawling of the stucco patterns on the ceiling, but I
didn't notice much in the way of visuals later in the trip.  Hell, I
didn't notice much of _anything_ later in the trip.  I was conscious,
but not really aware.  Seriously meaningful thoughts churned up inside
me like undercurrents in an underground ocean, but my verbal processing
ability was so disabled that I couldn't put them into words or utter
them.  This inability to put words to thoughts was the most disturbing
aspect of the trip - without words, I couldn't really understand what I
was examining mentally, but just "look" at it and wonder.  I did manage
to get across to my friend that I wondered whether really dumb people
feel like this all the time (not unlike wondering whether schizophrenics
or autistic people feel like people on acid a lot of the time).  He
basically agreed.  I eventually drifted off to sleep, and if I dreamed I
don't remember it.  The weird stomach feeling lasted about three days
this time.  I'm not entirely sure (a week later) that I've fully
recovered.
My opinion?  Interesting, but not a lot of fun.  If you like getting
very stupid and lying around, this might be your cup of tea.  I
personally don't like being so incapacitated, especially mentally.  Even
very drunk people have more mental wherewithal than I did the second
time (the pot probably played a big role here).  I don't know if I'll do
the scientifically logical next step and try 750 mg before reaching a
final conclusion or not, but I think I've been and done and don't need
to go back.
And of course, Your Mileage May Vary.
Karl Hiller
[e-mail]

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (Paul Cerra)
Subject: Re: Robo sucks!
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Sun, 24 Apr 94 16:40:17 GMT

[quoted text deleted -cak]

I tried it for the first time with a friend just recently.  First off, the
Cough Caps sound like a good idea... the Vicks we ingested was absolutely
vile.  I'd sooner drink essence o' shrooms.  As such, I was only able to
consume about 180mg (but I've got under 140lbs of body weight, so I
considered it a 'decent' low-dose).  It was a peculiar high, sort of a
cross between alcohol and a psychedelic.  I experienced nearly everything
the faq said I would: altered aural perception (big deal), loss of
coordination, and a desire to move about as much as possible.  Dancing
around was great fun.  My speech was affected; I kept repeating parts of
my sentences.

One interesting aspect: We took the junk at about 3:00 pm.  Somewhere around
8:00 or so, I noticed that my pupils were dilated somewhat.  I checked again
about an hour later and they were completely dilated.  The faq mentioned
nothing about this (or did it?  Did I miss it?) and so I was intrigued, but
short of a few trails, I noticed no hallucinations.  That is, of course,
until I tried to get to sleep at about 11:00 that night.  I tossed and turned
for awhile until I grew tired of fighting it and I turned on the light.  And
I was frying! (for lack of a better word).  No, not full-blown, but I had
definite movement and the curtains were breathing deeply.    Has anyone else
experienced this sort of thing?  Of course, we did smoke some grass while we
were on the stuff, so that might have contributed...

I guess I'll have to dry a "high-dosage" before I can say I'm done with
the stuff, but it's not really that great of a high (my opinion, folks).
If you want hearing enchancement, you can smoke grass or take piracetam (sp?).
Drink some wine and your coordination will be as bad as mine was.  Plus, the
wine tastes a heck of a lot better than the syrup does!   Keep drinking and
soon your speech will be affected, too.

--
Paul Cerra
[e-mail]
"This space left intentionally blank."

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (BiPolar Caffiend)
Subject: Re: Robo sucks!(kind of)
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Tue, 26 Apr 1994 20:21:29 GMT

Well, this might not be real interesting, but here is my story of DXM.
I got a 10 pack of Vicks 44 capsules(30mg DXM, 60 mg pseudoephedrine)
and started taking them at 6:00 P.M. I took one every 6 minutes for an
hour. Used pepsi to help them go down. After realizing that 300 mg was
the minimum dosage for effects, I decided to go buy another pack of ten,
which was downed in much the same fashion from 7:00 to 8:00. So that was
600 mg of DXM in two hours spread out evenly.

    I started feeling nauseas and noticed that I kept dropping
things!!! %^)  I decided to take a bath because I was sore from V-Ball
earlier in the day. The water seemed very hot and I was feeling slightly
"spaced" so I rinsed with a cool shower and got dressed. I had Floyd,
Mr. Bungle and some other cool stuff in the cd player so decided to just
lie down and enjoy. I was tired and basically cat napped until four the
next morning. The pseudoephedrine definitely kept me up, and the nausea
never really went away, but did abate to  a great extent. Anytime I
tried to walk was met with dizziness and a lot of stumbling. I finally
slept from 4:00A.M. until 6:30 which is when I got up and got ready for
school. Most of the day was the same "spaced" and generally out of it
feeling and more then one person used the word "spent" to describe my
physical condition.

    Although I wouldn't describe the experience as extremely
unpleasant, the nausea was definitely a downer and I wish it could be
avoided. On looking back, I realize that I was hallucinating somewhat,
with the trim around the upper edge of my room becoming tilted and one
of the Dolphin posters being something other than a dolphin(it reminded
me of my shirt) The poster had a very weird 3d effect to it. What I mean
is that the edge of the poster seemed to be coming out of the wall. I
also feel that the sleepiness caused by the V-Ball mixed with the
restlessness of the pseudoephidrine didn't help. I am 5-9 and weigh 170
and am in moderately good shape so the dosage I feel wasn't excessive.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it. Any suggestions on how to avoid
the nausea would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for playing!!!!



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From: [e-mail] (Steve Braden)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Robo dosage?
Date: 31 May 1994 14:07:23 -0600
Message-ID: <2sg5dr$[e-mail]>

I tried DXM for the first time about two weeks ago.  I took 300 mg
(10 Drixoral Cough Caps @ 30mg each).  Result:  no effect.  I took the
10 pills over the course of about 20 minutes chased with plenty of water.
I did take them on a relatively full stomach, though, so maybe that
was part of the problem.

So, on to my question:  I'm 6'3", 280 lbs., and in relatively good
health . . . what dosage should I try next?  Should I stick with
300 mg but take on an empty stomach?  Or should I try to increase the
dosage?  I'm more interested in the low dosage effects of DXM at this
point, particularly the enhancement of listening to music.

If you have a suggestion, please drop me some e-mail as well as posting.
I read alt.drugs regularly, but my newsfeed tends to be slow, and I
need the info as soon as possible.

Thanks for your help,
Steve

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Wed, 27 Apr 1994 17:06:57 UTC
Subject: DXM and pain (or lack of)

I finally decided to try DXM I started with 120mg and noticed a slight
buzz but also a huge decrease in sensitivity to pain. I banged my hand
into something bending back a finger nail a bit, nothing terrible but
normally would hurt alot, it barely hurt at all. Unlike alcohol which
makes you numb I seem to have full sensation of touch everywhere, but
things that should hurt don't. Has DXM ever been used for pain relief
the 120mg dosage seems to have much less mind altering effect than most
pain relievers.
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From: [e-mail] (B. Despres)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: flushing on DXM?
Date: 3 May 1994 07:57:31 GMT
Message-ID: <2q505b$[e-mail]>

hello...
a few nights ago i tried my highest dose of dextrometorphan yet,  about
500 mg (i had only had up to about 350 previously, with absolutely no
side effects  other than that horrible itching, and  even that was only
light and for a few minutes).
anyway, i seem to have  had quite an odd reaction this time...
at first i started getting higher and higher like normal, but then
after about an hour and a half things started to get a wee bit worse...
i was feeling a bit itchy, but not too bad... when i started  scratching
insanely, it got the attention of a few  of my freinds who hadn't done
anything.   they said that i was bright red and had a fever of like  103...
this  bothers me rather a bit, since such things  are not a good  sign...
anyway, then i proceeded to scratch like crazy, luckily my face didn't
get itchy, since i discovered the next day that too much scratching makes
you look like a survivor of the plague from poe's "masque of the read death",
if there were survivors...
next i began to get nauseous, so i went into the bathroom to puke.  while in
there, i  got incredible cold sweating, to the point that i was  dripping
with sweat but had goosebumps ( i might still have had a fever , but as far
as i could tell i was freezing).
so i managed  to live, apparently...

but, what i want to know, if anyone out there has a guess, is why i flushed
and had such a high fever, when i haven't ever before, and hadn't taken
substantially more than my previous max?

thanks.


                - ben

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (MARK R WEBER)
Subject: effects of dxm
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Wed, 4 May 1994 01:07:46 GMT

a, um, friend of mine did a 4oz. bottle of robo max cough,
and he practically had a fever as well, had the overwhelming
need to throw up, didn't, and had a bad stomach ache the
next day.  and on 300mg, he felt like his head was in a vice
and couldn't walk very well, but that's about it.  the only
good thing was that he talked alot.
mark

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From: [e-mail] (Shelby)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: effects of dxm
Date: 9 May 1994 03:54:04 GMT
Message-ID: <2qkc4s$[e-mail]>

[e-mail] (Diablo) schpoozed:
>In article <[e-mail]>, [e-mail] (MARK R
>WEBER) wrote:

[yucky, yet familiar experience deleted]

I wish I got off as well as you guys did...  About 2am last night I took
300mg (Drixoral Liquid Caps).  Needless to say, nothing interesting happened
for a while, except that I thought I saw the walls breathing like the early
stages of an acid trip, so I dropped off to sleep until I awoke on the verge
of being sick.  To make a long story short I was violently sick (toilet and
bucket, yum) for about 4 hours, happy happy, and even now 22 hours later I'm
still dizzy and lethargic.  Maybe I'm one of the 1 in 10 people who don't
have the enzyme to process DXM, who knows.

To put this in perspective, my drug use is so recreational I'm almost clean.
Only tripped twice, 5 tabs then 2 the second time, and mj just puts me to
sleep.  Never a big alcohol drinker either.  Only reason I like acid is the
thought processes it opens up, and dollar for dollar it's a better drug in
my opinion.  Now DMT, that's piqued my interest recently...

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (Wirr)
Date: Sun, 19 Jun 1994 02:52:25 UTC
Subject: DxM Experience report

Hi there ...

yesterday (27.05.94) my friend and I tried DXM. We each took 200mg in the
form of the German brand cough syrup "Arpha Hustenstiller" (apricot-flavor
disgusting stuff, that :) ).

We ingested it about 19:00 hours. First signs of intoxication set in about
20:00. Unlike the first time, where we tried 133,3mg DXM each, there were no
signs of hyperactivity. Instead we experienced a calm and warm feeling, which
got more intense while the DXM started to do its work.

My friend (4T4) experienced some slight nausea during the first half hour,
which vanished after eating a salad (green salad, soy-beens, onions, cucumbers
and french dressing as topping ;-).

Then we both began listen to (German) trance music (Cosmic Baby, etc).
4T4 kept on asking me (4A4) what I was feeling. What wasn4t much at that
time. But short period later I noticed that my stereo sounded much better than
it used to. So we kept on listening to the CD. At about 22:00 another friend
of us appeared and I had the feeling that the DXM effects were setting out.

As 4T4 had the same impression we decided to smoke some hash (MJ). Than it
all began ... :)

WWWHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

At first the feeling was only describable as a very light hash stoning. But
it didn4t stop there. As time went by the effect got more and more intense
and ended in something which is only comparable to a very strong XTC high.
We both HAD to get up and dance (to the same CD). We were both VERY high!

Absolutely incredible!!!

These effect lasted about 20 minutes and began to dissolve (slowly). While
getting down we both had the impression as if somebody had cloaked our heads.
Everything (sight and hearing) was dampened. Our environment seemed to be a
part of a movie. Nothing of it belonged to reality. While getting sober
reality came back :)

At about 23:20 we both felt nearly sober again and so we decided to some hash
again.

This time MJ turned to feel more like alcohol which was also quite funny.
But the effect always dropped after about 15-20 minutes. And we had to
smoke some more. But later it was hard to move because we were so lazy due
to the MJ.

All in all it was a very funny, positive and intense experience.

Note: Beware if you try this yourself, I realy cant imagine, what
      would have happened if I had smoked any more ! I guess it hadnt been
      that funny.
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From: [e-mail] (Xist)
Date: Fri, 15 Jul 1994 08:24:48 UTC
Subject: first Robo trip

Last weekend my girlfiend and I had some privacy and decided to
try Robo. :)

After buying the right stuff, we can definately recomend the
Robo brand over Vicks. The  Vicks is much harder to gulp down. Not
that Robutussin tastes good either.

It took about 15 min. to ingest one 4 oz bottle for each of us.
Yuk, but better than mushrooms.

Then in about 10 mins we could feel that "something" was different,
but nothing specific. Euphoria started settling in. At about the 45-60
min mark, I was tripping heavily.

We initialy listened to some bad classical music on the radio , which
to us sounded OK. Then the music selection improved (still classical)
and the music was great !

I was under a strong stoning effect, colors were brighter, and
definately felt a emotional opening and calmness. Very neat !

Moving to the window, the lights were vibrant, but I could not focus on
particular objects, like people walking down the street. Also had a
hard time on tracking things. Strange indeed.

Body touch was great! It felt good/great to be touched and touch the
other person. This is combined with a strange body anesthetizing
feeling often described as  a "body armor" feeling.

Eventually we changed the music to a dance station and danced. The
music sounded orsom. Dancing and moving around was great fun, with a
totally stoned feeling. Eventually we felt like being in the best
night club. The whole room took a club-like atmosphere. (the special
lights helped).

Another thing, I could not stop having double vision for very near
objects. My SO did not have any of the vision effects I experienced.

The come-down was very gentle, without any of the usual exhaustion or
nervousness associated with other recreational drugs. It actually was
accompanied with a sense of euphoria.

The next day there was no hangover and no residual feeling. No
tiredness or anything like that. Only feeling was a smile -all day
long- from a good, fun, loving experience.

Overall we LOVED  it !!

But, I would definately not recommend to anyone to use an OTC drug in
any way contrary to its instructions.


BTW, drinking lots of water is a must. There was significant
dehydration. Combining DXM with alcohol is definately a NOT. it would
be stupid. But that is only my opinion.

Xist
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From: [e-mail] (Syrinx4721)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Robo question
Date: 14 Aug 1994 23:30:08 -0400
Message-ID: <32mng0$[e-mail]>

Okay, I robo'd the other day, and I used the liquicaps.  I took one dose
(two capsules) every fifteen minutes, 'cause I didn't really know whether
I needed to wait between doses or what.  After the third dose I felt a
little light-headed, but that's it.  Then when I was done, I just started
feeling a little tired and figured I'd bought the wrong thing, so I went
to bed.  About an hour later I woke up to what I thought was the telephone
ringing... probably a dream... or something.  I rolled over, but it felt
more like I *flew* over.  Of course, as we all do when we wake up, I had
to go to the bathroom.  Walking to te bathroom, I felt like it was hard to
stay on the ground... the opposite of the "heavy" alcohol effect.  I
watched TV awhile, and noticed that my reasoning abilities weren't
effected (as far as I could tell) but my body felt lighter, and I was a
little light-headed.  Finally I fell asleep again, and the next morning I
was perfectly okay... no "hangover" or anything.

My question is this: is one box of liquicaps enough, or do people usually
use two boxes?

Also, what are the dangers, or long-term cons (if any) to using Robitussin
like this?  Does anybody know?  Any examples?  I just want to know what
I'm getting into.

Thanks.
--Syrinx

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From: [e-mail]
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Robo
Date: 4 Sep 1994 11:38:04 -0500
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

Welp, had my first experience with good old DXM last night. quite interesting.
My friend who did it with my and I think that I must metabolize the stuff very
well, becasue we did the same dosage, and he was much more affected than me.
We're gonna do more tonight, I think. But the whole point of this message was
that we both noticed an unusal effect, that was never mentioned in all the
numerous reports. After it was almost over, we turned the lights out in my
basement to go to sleep. We found, that our eyes did not adjust the the new
light level at all. It was total blackness and it just stayed that way. There
was even a SMALL fear that we had gone blind, but we turned the light on
and dispelled it. It was VERY strange. And, as we lay in the darkness, that
was so dark I couldn't see my fingers less than an inch in front of my face,
it got darker, which may seem wierd. I've heard the only way to experience
true darkness is to be in a cave underground, and I've done that, and this
was almost darker in a way. And it kept getting darker. It was kind of neat.
Has anyone else had an effect like this on DXM?

-eric

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From: [e-mail]
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Amazing DXM trip
Date: 10 Sep 1994 18:21:54 -0500
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

Well, last night I had the most amazing DXM trip every. It was just as intense
as any acid trip i've ever had, and in many ways much cooler. If you hate
reading about other peoples trips please just skip this, but some people like
it.....

Well, Joe, Matt, Eli and I had just returned from a football game, and on the
way we had stoped at the drug store for some cough syrup. Joe and I were the
only ones planning to take it. We got back to my house, and Joe and I drank
the syrup at about 9:00pm. I had 1 1/2 8 oz bottles and joe had 3/4 of an 8
oz bottle. Note, that we had previously determined that my tolerance ways
much higher than joe's, probably due to a more effecient P-somethingerother
enzyme. Anyway, Eli had a few hits of my new vaporizer so he was feeling fine.
It started to kick in quickly, after 20-30mins or so. Started nice and normal,
with the feeling of drunkeness. We took a quick stroll around the block and
had a cigarette at 9:45, and by the time we got back, amazingly enough, I
was peaking. It felt JUST like an acid trip. Take acid, and throw out all
the visuals and this was it. Upon reflection I would say it wasn't JUST liek
an acid trip, because it was missing many of the distinct characeristics.
But is was sort of more fun because with acid, I often get the feeling of
being just on the edge, and that i'm moving too fast, and there is sometimes
crazyness and insanity just on the edge of my conciousness. With this, that
part was non-existant. All sorts of amazing things happened, things so wacked
out that I have never heard anything quite like it begin described on DXM,
only on drugs like acid or shrooms. I had just received a packaged form
my girlfriend in california. I got it and opened it up, and, this may sound
wierd, but my girlfriend spilled out of it all over the room. She was there
in the room with us. Joe felt this too. It was the strangest thing, and for
a very long time I remembered her being there, and had forgoten that she
was really 3000 miles away. We were able to bring other people to us. A guy
named Ken, and a guy named J.J. both joined us, although they deny it now.
Joe said it was more like a copy of them had been brought to us, but to
me it felt like the real people. If you've read Slaughterhouse-5, this will
freak you out, but soon after that, Joe and I started seeing time like
Trafaldamorians. For those of you who have no clue what i'm talking about,
the Trafaldamorians were a peope in Slaughterhouse 5, who saw all parts
of time at once, all moments existing togeater. This is what we saw. We
looked into the past into the future and we existed in all times at once.
It was INCREDIBLE. I've never heard of anyone having anything like this
happen with DXM. After Matt and Eli left at about 11pm, Joe and I sat
with our naked feet touching like in Cat's Cradle, and some amazing thigns
happened. But in any event, the night continued and we eventualy fell
asleep at about 3 am. AMAZING. Also the time dialation was VERY VERY
pronounced. 5 mintues would take HOURS. Very cool. Thanx for listening.

-eric

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From: [e-mail] (Preston Landers)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: DXM trip
Date: Fri, 7 Oct 1994 12:39:46
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

In article <[e-mail]> Eric
Greene <[e-mail]> writes:

>Do you normally get visuals on DXM? I've never gotten any of any kind.
>What dosage was this at, and what is your normal dose? I've done up to

My dose that night was around 1100 mg.  Normally, I don't get "visuals" in
the LSD sense (swimming letters, breathing walls, etc) but my eyes do get
severely fucked up.  I'll look at something, then see it again and again in
a slo-mo repeat sort of thing at high doses.

The visuals I had that night were due to a sort of meditation I was doing, I
think.  I was just relaxing and concentrating on the tree.  The sky turned
white and the tree turned dark (like a photographic negative) and I was
pulled into the network of leaves and branches.  The tree turned into a
fractal that pulsated and moved.  But when I stood up to look at the "
normal" skyline, everything sort of went away.

>does 450 and gets the same effects as me at 900. I am eager to try 1000+.

At around 1000+ mg, be prepared to have someplace to just CRASH if you don't
feel like doing anything.  Don't be anywhere at it would be unsafe or unwise
to just lay down and trip out to music.

>BTW, is toxic/harmful doseage a potential worry? I would at some point
>like to perhaps go as high as 1500, but I am slightly worried about

I don't know about 1500 mg, that seems like you're pushing the upper limits
of safety.  It depends on how big you are-- I'm very big and can "hold" a
large dose better than a smaller person.  I don't know what the really
unsafe dose is, unfortunetly.  Perhaps around 1800-2000 mg.  I really don't
plan on going much past 1200 mg.

Preston

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From: [e-mail] (The Alpha and the Omega)
Subject: Re: Robo
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Sun, 4 Sep 1994 23:12:42 GMT

[quoted text deleted -cak]

I tried it for the first time myself.  I took 240mg.  After about 1 hour
I started to get nasueas and a little dizzy.  After throwing up twice (I
have a sensitive stomache) I felt better but the feeling never became
more than a buzz.  I didn;t particularly care for the feeling either.  I
was nothing like tripping as far as I'm concerned.  This may be due to
the dosage but I would rather not try it again because of the nasuea.
Overall it was an interesting experiment but I do not see what all the
rave is about.  The buzz felt kind of synthetic.  More related to the
previous message I can say that I did experience some starnge visual
problems.  Especially with light and depth perception.  But this is
hardly tripping.

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From: Joel Wheeler <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: My DXM trip (I had visuals!)
Date: Tue, 13 Sep 94 21:44:11 -0500
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

The other night I decided to try DXM.  One of my parents was gone and the
other is a clueless moron, so I figured I wouldn't get caught.  I had the
best fucking time of my life, and I actually had visuals!  It was wild...

8:30 - 9:15: popped pills - One Dramamine first (to help with the upset
stomach side effect) and then 12 Drixoral caps (360 mg total).
9:30: talked on the phone with a friend.  Started to notice that talking
just felt downright GOOD!
10:00: Got up from my chair I had been sitting in since 8:30.  Couldn't on
first try.  I was really fucked up -- had trouble focusing on objects, had
trouble walking... the usual.
approx. 10:30: Started to trip balls.  The wall in my bedroom turned into
solid steel for some reason.  I tried to write something, but found the pen
was squirming way too much.  Listened to music (Green Day)... it was fun,
but I was too busy wondering why the plastic frog next to me had just ran
away to care.
11:00 or so: went to bed.  Layed awake for God knows how long, looking at the
pretty colors.  Eventually it got to the point where I couldn't tell if my
eyes were open or closed.
11:30: tried to masturbate (Why did I just tell you all that? =] ).  Couldn't
get it up. I couldn't concentrate AT ALL on what I was doing.
11:45: realized what a moron I was for trying to jerk off.  Fell asleep.  Had
very very very odd dreams.

I can't really remember most of the hallucinations I experienced, just the
ones that stuck out.  I just thought I'd tell you all this because I'd never
actually had visuals before with DXM, and I'd never heard of anyone having
them with such a low dosage.

Please please please submit your DXM stories here!  I want to hear about
them!  Thanks...

joel

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From: [e-mail] (Preston Landers)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: My DXM trip (I had visuals!)
Date: Wed, 14 Sep 1994 21:35:24 GMT
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

Okay gather round children... Preston's gonna talk about his DXM trips.

Well I'll just describe one particular trip.  Caveats apply.  Your mileage (
or dosage) may vary.

Around 9 pm I took 30 drixorals, around 900 mg.  My friend, T, took 20,
which is 600 mg.  I was experienced, he was not.

9:30:  The power goes off!  It's a really intense thunderstorm, even for
Texas.  The lights (and my computer, which was playing Acid Warp) shut
down.  My sister calls T and I into her room to watch the thunderstorm.  I
start to realize I am a bit fucked up (like stoned on pot.)

10:00 T and I retire to my room again.  Am I tripping now.  I leave the
window open so I can watch the beautiful lightning... let me tell you that
is a trip on any drug!  I have a perfect little tripping enviroment set up.
My friend T is visiting me from out of town, and he is sleeping in my bed.
I am laying on a few blankets on the floor.  I have a CD player, a stack of
Hendrix, Beatles, and THE GRATEFUL DEAD (emphasis to show that this is the
all-time great tripping band) and a really good set of headphones.  Also I
have a journal and a few pens.  I decide to start writing down random
thoughts.

After checking to see if T is tripping or not (he isn't) I turn out the
light and put in Jimi Hendrix's Electric Ladyland.  Oh my god.  If any of
you aren't experienced with this album, GET IT.  It's availible on a CD
reissue with good liner notes.  By the time the actual song "Electric
Ladyland" came on, I was on the upswing of my trip.  Since I was on a rather
large amount of DXM, let me tell you I was flying.  Literally.  I closed my
eyes and entered a new universe of Jimi.  I started on a tall cliff
overlooking a craggy valley.  The sky was a deep purple.  I took a single
step off the cliff and dropped many hundreds of feet.  Eventually my fall
turned into a gentle swoon and I soared up over "Electric Ladyland."

Believe me words fail to describe exactly what I saw and did, but it is
comparable to what I have read about DMT: you enter a different universe.
Once again, your mileage may vary of course.

I won't write out exactly what I was thinking about to each track on EL, but
the climax was the Rainy Day -> 1983 -> Moon Turn the Tides -> Still Raining
suite.  This is in some ways the opposite of Electric Ladyland because
instead of flying over purple mountains, I was swimming in the deep blue
ocean.   I explored a shipwreack on the bottom of the ocean.  In the sunken
ship was a door.  I opened the door and saw my old friend Matt whom I was
semi-estranged from.  We had a reconcilliation and I started crying (in real
life.)

T turned on the light and asked me what was wrong.  I said nothing, I was
just going over some issues in my past.  (* note this is described as the
primary effect of a high DXM dose, so beware if that's not your thing...)  I
asked him if he was tripping yet and his eyes got very large and he just
nodded.  He started waving his hand in front of his face and basically just
looking stunned.  You see he had never smoked pot or done any other drugs
than (a large amount of) alchohol.  So this was an entirely new, and
pleasant, thing for him.  He was listening to a "trip mix" that I had
crafted for him of a lot of Grateful Dead and Beatles.

I opened my journal and scrawled (it's hard to write on DXM) something to
the effect of describing what had just happened.  Then I went back into the
dream.  I finished exploring 1983 (the ocean) and listening to the rest of
Electric Ladyland.  Of course a lot of stuff "happened" in between that but
I won't cover it here.

I put in the White Album by the Beatles and affirmed the reasons why I have
listened to them for so many years.  The White Album is another must-have,
BTW.  It seems to fit roboing so well, because it is at times harsh and at
others gentle.  The imagery of the lyrics and music are conducive to
tripping.  I guess this is why it's considered Psychedelic... Dear Prudence
is a fantastic song.

Later I listened to Europe '72 by the Dead.  Like the images of the Beatles
from A Hard Day's Night, the Dead have a very carefree fun image in my
mind.  In other words they are a bunch of guys (and gals if you include
Donna) that you would just want to hang around with.  Well, that's what I
did.  :)  During "Sugar Magnolia," I got onstage with the band and played
guitar and sang along.  Bob and I were trading licks.  (I had sort of
"become" Jerry Garcia.)  T later reported to me that during "Crazy
Fingers -> Drums -> The Other One" (which I put on his tape) he was the
audience, meaning the ENTIRE audience, and the Dead were shining their music
on him.  Later he got picked up and passed around the audience (like crowd-
surfing) which turned into the ocean.

During "Truckin -> Prelude -> Morning Dew" I was walking around the Sierra
mountains (my home growning up) watching the trees and listening to the
birds.  My friends were there, and each one had an alter ego in the band.
In other words, I was Jerry, T was Mickey Hart, my friend Scott was Bob
Weir, etc.  We all just had fun and walked around in the forest.

I listened to a lot of other music (I didn't get to sleep until 5 the next
morning) but this gives you an idea what a lovely and beautiful trip I had.
DXM is a wonderful drug.

Preston

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Fri, 16 Sep 1994 05:14:34 UTC
Subject: Robo

After a good day of work and vigorous excercise, I decided that
this particular weekend would be a good time to have another
DXM journey. I had been preparing the week before, somewhat
(set and setting... I had robo'd once before) and had nothing
important the next day and a relaxing day planned for Sunday.

So at about 7:30 pm, Friday, I (wince) struggled down an 8oz
bottle of genuine Robo - with copius amounts of water. Took a
short walk and came back, slightly buzzed. Powertoked 5 bowls
and got ready for the journey ahead. Whoops, almost forgot to
set up the CD changer... okay, Jimi Hendrix: Are You Experienced,
Axis: Bold as Love, Electric Ladyland, and some mild techno
afterwards. I also got some more techno ready for a mid-trip
changeover.

8:45, headphones on, lights off. Let's start the ride. Ya see,
Jimi is a new experience for me, and I got the three discs
during the week before. With my eyes closed, the music started
to fill my consciousness and the colorful, albeit dark visuals
started. What I really like about DXM is that for the trip,
you're always in control. _I_ decided to start moving (flying)
over the landscape, where to move, what to see. What I also
noticed is that when I returned to the couch after physically
geting up and going to the bathroom, I was in an ante-room of
sorts, just waiting until I decided that it was time to journey
forth again.

So during this trip, I decided to enter people's houses. I
saw some very interesting things. One particularly striking
visual was that of people fucking. I was able to zoom in
directly to the point of penetration and watch - better than
pornos, to be sure. I didn't try to interrupt them or to
reach out and touch - in fact, I don't think I've every
thought about touching things while journeying. Maybe I'll
make a concerted effort to try, next time.

All during this trip, I was an ethereal spirit, being able
to move about and through objects as I saw fit. I was also
able to see myself lying on the couch, before I returned
to my body to change music, etc. About the music... ahhhh
WOW!!! Jimi is incredible. The variety of music, the production
of the music (definitely meant for tripping), and Jimi's
guitar virtuosity.

I also spoke to people. Or copies of people, I'm not sure
which. At the time I was talking to these people (on my
journey) there was a thought in the back of my head -
"Am I making up what these people are responding to me,
or are they wandering spirits themselves who are talking
to me on their own?"  I was never able to figure that
one out - maybe next time.

In bed asleep (somewhat) around 3am. Woke up (if you can
call it that) at 11. All day was somewhat of a blur, what
with double vision not clearing up until about noon on
Sunday. I slept on and off on Saturday, mixed with watching
cheesy movies on cable. Put on the headphones with the
same music that night (powertoked some more) and had some
more mild visuals.

Sunday I went to an afternoon rave. Driving was a challenge
but certainly doable with concentration. The rave was
excellent (as this particular one always is.) I wasn't able
to dance as vigorously as usual, but I was particularly
animated and alive. I had a particularly wild look in my
eyes (so said some) and an infectuously good mood. I was
also much more sociable than normal.

Monday dragged on. Tried to work out, but the muscles
just complained. Couldn't concentrate too well at work, and
a bit of the DXM haze remained. Tuesday that cleared up,
but my body was still taxed. By Wednesday, all seemed
back to what could be considered normal.

One thing that I enjoy about DXM tripping vs. LSD is that
you actually _go_ places while tripping on DXM. LSD for
me is a contemplative, mental examination with lots of
cool looking visuals. But, while acid tripping, I always
am cognizant of the real place that I'm at, and all of the
things that surround me. DXM, on the other hand, is a journey
to a different place - sometimes a different time. A real
trip - one that leaves me exhausted, but really worked up.


Enjoy responsible behaviour...

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From: [e-mail] (Tim Pollow)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM trip
Date: 4 Oct 1994 00:23:39 GMT
Message-ID: <36q7ac$[e-mail]>

On Saturday, October 1, 1994, at 11:30 A.M. I took 300 mg. of
dextromethorphan hydrobromide. The effects started about 1 hour after
ingestion. The experience basically consisted of feelings of
disorientation and drunkeness. It lasted about 8 hours, but I went to
sleep before it was totally over. I was kind of dissapointed that it
didn't improve my enjoyment of music, since that was mainly what made me
want to use it. Even though not much happened, I would like to try it again.

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From: [e-mail] (Preston Landers)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: My last Robo trip (long story)
Date: Mon, 26 Sep 1994 07:32:05
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

This is for some of you who may or may not be interested to what happened to
me last saturday night just before, during, and after ingesting 1020 mg of
DXM.  If you don't like reading this stuff, hit "n" or whatever now.  Note
that it's writting in a slightly bizarre John Lennon-esque style and may be
hard to follow.  I wrote it for a few of my friends, so there a just a few
references that you won't understand.  Here goes:

From: [e-mail] (Preston Landers)
Subject: What I did last night

Hello friends.  Yesterday I was feeling a touch lethargic.  I had woken up
only around 2pm and generally felt like a lazy bum.  I messed around for a
while on the computer, reading email and news.  Well not really a while
because I emereged from a semi-comatose state at around 6 pm.  I decided
shutting the computer off would be the wise thing to do at that point so
that is what happened as it were.

Grabbing a bit or 10 from the cafeteria, I pondered the slogan of Jester
cafeteria: "What you Don't Know Can't Hurt You."  I didn't know what I was
eating but so it didn't hurt me unless you count starch overload and
gaseous pain as bad, which I don't.  Upon returning to my room I arrived.
The roommate of mine, Mr. James was entirely present at once giving
studying a go of it.

"James, I lamented," I said at the time, "Studying on a saturday night?"

"Yeh," he said.  Noting that he did not say "Yeah" but more of a "Yeh" with
a long uuuh sound.  I seated myself on the seat infrontwise of the computer
and flicky the switch that turney it on.  Reading news and mail for even
more longer periods of time I morosed at my situation again.  Spotting the
presence of many drixoral cough caps in my desk drawer I suddenly developed
a rather severe cough requiring immedietly medical attendonitis.

Writing myself a perspiration is wont to help being the situation as it
pleased me so, I consumfed the pills regularly quick.  Putting clothes on
(nekkid was I this whole time) rendered me fully clothed and I discovered
that my ears were detecting strains of bizarre religious Korean music
wafting from a box adorning Mr. James' desk.  "Thinking this won't do," I
said quietly determined to find my own tunes.  I put on the headphones and
started to play the Musak of all.  Quickly finding the bright light
unappealing, and noticing I was on the higher floor of the dorm, I elected
to faraway to a more pastoral clime.

Gathering my belongs into a green bag that materialized in my paws, I
forgot to include a wonderfully handy Mini-Mag lite that would have solved
woeful problems I encountered later in the evening.  Note the clever use of
foreshadowing in the previous passage.  I included amongst these materials
a Walk-man and tapes of various important American rock-and-roll bands the
devil's music as it were.  Also was cigarettes and the important useful
lighter, black in color.  I considered flooding my guitar into my pocket
and percolating that too, but the accoustics were suffering as a result of
the stuffage so I left saying, "Good-bye, Mr. James!  I will see you
later."

Shaky swagger down the hall stopping to release bladderfuls of concerns
into porcelain.  My heart was heavy and my eyes were dim as I realized it
was almost 45 minutes since ingesting the ahem medicine and the
effectingness were starting to notice upon me.  I stepped outside into the
lovely cool air noting the temperature was neither hot nor cold.  It seemed
to me to be like one of the oft-remembered nights-on-the-town of Incline
yore.

I stooped beneath an old oak tree adorning the lawn at the corner of East
21st Street, Austin Texas 78705-9005 postal code and the nearby adjacent
San Jacinto street.  I smoked a filthy cancer stick noting that the taste
was unusually pleasantly remindful of smoking past with the combination of
the evil grass leaf, cannabis sativa.  You see, I usually smoked Camel
Special Lights (TM) (R) along with the bad mary jee-wana and the taste is
remindful as I was smoking the selfsame ciggies last night.  The music was
continually playing note after note in my left and right ear, being the
Dead (who are ironically alive) playing a lovely China Cat Sunflower -> I
Know You Rider which is lovely.  The notes started to close my eyes and I
rode along the golden crest of waves.

Simply sitting under the tree was the time first of all that I realized
that the miniature Mag-lite would have been useful to sort my assortment of
un-sorted musical tapes.  As it was dark.  I decided to move myself closer
to the light-source illuminating and perched high humpty-dumpty style on a
wall of sorts nearto and overlooking the street aforementioned.  Many
people passed nearby (but never touching) as this was a busy sort of street
near many dorms including the one in which I lived.  I looked at the popel
but touching was not done.  Bored getting was I though I had only barely
begin to tripppp out.

In the U of T, A there is a feature architechtually or landscaping-known in
some circles considered to be a South Mall to which I decided to rest my
bones.  In front of the largest Penis in the Sated of Texas is a large Lawn
named the South Mall.  At the North End of the South Lawn is a statuesque
of Jefferson who is also holding a dildo in his left hand (this is true.)
Across the lawn is clearly visible the State Capitol of Texas forming a
large line across the city of Austin, Tekas.

Walking wise the mile or less to this site seemed to take a longishly short
amount of time as my feet moved very very fast it seemed.  I knew at this
point that the effects of my uh cough medication were takingly effects.  I
found the South Mall where I left it from Last Time which was friday.  I
walked across the ocean of green (though sort of blue in the flourescent
and moonlight) grass to the exact center of the lawn.  I was now part of
the line betweenwixt the afro mentioned objects.  Laying on the underside
of of my back I noticed the milky way gladcy was lining up to me too.

My rain falls like crazy fingers.  I straighting out my possesions
including the hat atop my head blocking my access to the ground.  If not
for hair, we would all be bald so be thankful.  Many times when you are
thinking about the Earthy you picture your place being that one of a flat
area plane.  Rarely is it an enticing thought to actually see yourself in a
round sphere at the apex.  Well my friends at this point in the Tale I will
draw a diagram:


                      /^\
                    oooooo
                  (ooooooooo)
                 /ooooooooooo\
                (ooooooooooooo)>-|o    <- [Fig. 2: "Me"]       *
                 \ooooooooooo/                                 |
                  (ooooooooo)                   [Fig. 3: "Nearest Star"]
                    ooooooo
                      \,/

                [Fig. 1: "The Earth"]

In other words I was sitting at the very nearest point of the Eard to the
point in space I was looking straight up at.  Believe me it took a long
time to draw that stupid Earth Fig 1.  I don't even know what figs have to
do with it.

I thought of Sumner also at that instant, though I am not sure what
connection he has here at this time.  I flippeded the tape over and
listening to "Loser" no not the recent Dylan-esque pop-bubblegum classique
recorded by the late Beck but the old Dead song.  I am telling you now (in
just a second) that the guitar solo was more than I had heard.  Wow.  Well
I just told you.  I flipped the tape over and started hearing the following
song that I heard, which was "Good Lovin" and I got some.  Following that
was the Drums solo and that was wild so I was just a grovin' to everything.
I lit up another ciggie and noticed the taste was even more loveler and
before.  I beheld that I only had a few left so I had best conserve them
lest I run out before the night was through.  "So this will be the last one
for a while" was my line of thought here.

Now here comes the crux of the story, or the je ne sais quai or the climax
if you are sexually obsessed:  I don't know what I did with the lighter.  I
mayhaps have tossed it aside into the yon fields of grass or stuffed it
into a nook and or a cranny or put it aside, but the being point I was
making is that it's GONE.  No light no smoke.  I realize this as Drumz goes
back into Good Lovin.  Finally the words start again, and aghast I say out
loud to myself, "This was all one song?!  I thought it was, well," more
songs, I said.  I lookie at all the peeplies walking aboust on a proustly
Saturday night.  Many of them are perhaps wondering to themselves as, "Who
is this guy on the grass anywhays," or "Damn, my last joint," or perhaps
as, "I wonder if that guy on the grass has a really bad cough or
something?"  But the answer was for none to see.


Rather surprising at once point was when a guy walking merrily about his
way down the bath suddenly stooped and did a cartwheel.  As this person was
now spinning about a purple axis, I wondered, "Did my eyes just decieve me
or did that person suddenist spin around a pooply axis, bold as love?"
Such recriminations were nost in order though as I heard "Dancing in the
Streets" and "Morning Dew" in the next order.  I had by now rolled around
considerably on the grass and perplexing the poor stuff.  It felt rather
soft and nice to my trippy hands.  Finally I took out my Dead 5/2/70 tape
and put in the Beetles 'own "Blue Album" collection of song materials.

Listening to "Strawberry Fields Forever" as I surveyed the surrounding
architecture I noted a large Church religious shire near.  Thinking the
origional Strawberry Fields was religious related in Liverpudlian, I
floated up and down the lawn lamenting the lack of personages familiar to
me.  Penny Lane was in my ears and in my eyes, beneath the dark star filled
sky.  I did discover the missingosity of my beloved lighter used to create
fire.  I spent quite a long unfortunate time seaching for this piece of
machinery.  It was becoming the focal point of my existance.  As all of the
people currently reading this epic toem have been under the influenced of
the evil mary Juanta plant can attest to this feces:  LOOKING FOR SOMETHING
WHEN STONED IS BAD NEWS.  Everythingly seems to take forever whike you
wonder, "Did I look here before?"  I searched my green bag which was laying
leisurely near me.  I searched my pockets and my jacket and the ground near
me, but the lighter had mysteriously vanished into the nether-lighter
realm.  Eventually drugging the passages of "A Day In The Life" I gave up
my quest (temporaly) and gathered my remaining belongings up and walked to
the North.

Wondering abits with nothing to do, I feeled the need to urinate again
(After all I had drank quite a bit of liquids in revealing the drixorals to
my stomach) so headed to the nearest Building.  Which happened to be the
Undergrad Library, which happened to be closed.  I proceeded to the NEXT
building, which was the infamous Student Union upon entering.  Mostly it
was closed as well but some areas of the large structurly were open for
business of any ports.  Finding it very berry difficult to walk at this
time, I turned off my headphones.  It seems that the bassline of "All You
Need Is Love" was effecting the movements of my feet in such a way that
made walking impossible.  The walls were beginning to melt and Greg Brady
was emerging from the woodwork in a way that I Wish he wouldn't.  Feeling
OK Soda for the moment though, I thought about Where I found a Bathroom on
my Summer Vacation.  Near the bowling alley.

Bowling Alley?!  No bowling alley in a Student Union, were there?  Sure
enough there was and it was quite packed with younders enjoying all sorts
of sports infolving throwing heavy balls at white pins.  Luckily for me the
balls of all sorts were evading my head and extremities, but Not for Long!
I wondered how could that last after all I Was standing in the "alley" as
they termed it for throwing the balls at the pins.  "Cries of," hey what's
that moron thinks he's doing, and Get out of the way, dummy! "Accompanied
my fusilade."  Jimping merrily dodging heavy black spheres, I foundst my
way to the pretty potty.  Ah, relief I shouted as the stream of pee-pee
failed to erupt.  "Oh yeah," I thought, "I gotta turn it on!"  And so it
were.  I urinated most merrily.

My lighter, I thought, is still missing.  Perhaps I could find it by the
light of my faithful dog Cragsemere.  The sauana bathroom light provided
the illumination neccesary to conduct another investigation into the
whereabouts of the light but no further progross was made.  A FREAK was in
the bathroom with me.  I gourd hardly see the poor man though as cough
pills tend to alleviate that nasty vision thing, and he was melting and
falling to bits as it were.  Ruminating should I held the fellow get back
together in one piece, no Fuck him! I shouted and ran out of the room (it
was a bathroom.)

Strugglying to find my way to the street I came across an endless field.
It shimmered and shimmied for a moment and a bus stop filled the void.  A
bus came buy and I got on that's when it all began.  There was a Cowboy
named Neal at the wheel of the bus to never-ever land.  Finally tombledown
I reached the end of the Union and emerged blasphmeming into the street.
Music resumed playing at this thyme, goo goo gaa joob was the ralleying
cry.

Surely my eyes aren't decieving me, but I swore this girlie that I knew
from way back on the Island walks by and says, "Hallo" as she is want to
do.  Me as I was fiddeling with stuff didn't realized it until after the
time, Butt I said "Hallo" anyway.  Who knew?  Maybe next year I will get a
right hook too.  Walking down Guadalouppe (the Drag) why a drag it was,
too.  I found myself in the West Mall this time, which is different from
the South Mall in that it plays to the West rather than Southerly, and
there is little to know grass here.  Turn that damn guitar down!  Well I
float in liquid gardens and Arizona's new red sands.  I sat to recoup and
gain my senses and possibly replace the tape I am playing with.

Sitting on the bench my eyes become rather bizarrely orientated.  Have you
seen the films of the science-fiction?  It is somewhat approximately like
that.  A small roving portion of my eye becomes disctinctly focued and
magnificationly wise.  I use this new-found super power for the dardest of
deeds, to look for that darnded lighter again.  Instead my roving eye
focuses in on a steady stream of ants coming this way!  Now I hate ants
dearly and I stand up to avoid them at all costs.  Sure enough one clings
to my hand which I shake off.

Finding another place to stand, I realized that my music was not playing
the correct notes!  Often times the notes were slower than intended.  So I
replace the batteries (this is hard with 1 hand, 1 hook, and a 34
drixorals.)  And select a new tape, one with a mix of many bands.  That def
dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball.  By now I am surely an
adjective descriped as "PEAKING" and since I have lost my lighter I am near
the point of crying tears.  My vision is not so good as because things are
dripping and rearranging right before my eyes, surely not an effect of a
psychadelic drugs?

I decide to make my way gently and slowly to my home-time abode.  I wonder,
"What time is it?" so I check my watch to find out the answer to this
lovely question.  It seems the watch face has melted onto my wrist.  It is
therefore impossible to find out the time, but fortunately the U of T, A is
equipped with an extra-large Penis as noted before.  This Penis chimes out
the hour every hour on the hour.  I found it to be by now 12 midnightly by
my reckoning.

I found my way back to the South Mall and gave the damn grass a once-more
going over to find my lighter.  No luck so I lay down on the grass.  My
body quite literally melts into the earth, leaving the essence of my soul
clinging to the ground like a vapor.  However, perhaps the source of this
disturbance can be found.  You see I cannot verily go to French class on
Monday if my body has melted into the Earth, can I now?  The musak goes out
of Space (for those of ye who don't know, a very bizarre sound-effects
weird thing done at Dead shows) and into a song, "The Other One."  The
guitar notes emerging from Space into Other One is the life-force that
slowly ebbs back into my body.  It rises from the ground, engulfs my body,
and I rise from the Dead so to speak.

I was very pleased that my soul found a home again, because I had a paper
due in English coming up and it's hard to type if your soul's body has
melted into the ground.  I decide now would be a good time to return
sightly home again.  I make my way back to the lovely Moore-Hill dorm (my
home).  Smoking (en francais, fumar) is verboten dans el Universitdo, so
you have to smoke your dagga outside.  I cleft a ciggie to my lips and
learn again that I have no light.  Damn!  However, there is a studnut run
radio station in the next building.  some nasty hippie kids are standing by
the door smoking, so I figure how can I get a light from them?  Being near
them would be a good start.  I try to be near them but they have
disappered.  They are gone.  I go back to my corner of the universe, and
sure enough there they are again.  I am afraid that I cannot speak, so I
forget about the whole situation and smoke an unlit cig.  Making my way
inside and up to my room, I put the key in the lock and twist and turn for
ages.  Finally the door is agahst and Mr. James is standing lookin'
perplexed.  "The door was open the whole time," he scowls at me.

"Oh. Still studying?" I ask nochalantly but I am given away. I was speaking
a foul alien tounge and now HE KNOWS.  "Yeh."  But then he leaves so I am
left alone.  I run into the shower and cleanse myself.  This is a difficult
task while still frying fully.  Several times I have to remind the water to
behave itself.  Eventually I am done and return to my room.  I turn the
light off and sit down on the bed.

For the first time that night, I realize exactly what went on (that I was
tripping, etc.)  I think I have come down, but not completely.  I turn on
the music again and relax to the edifying tunes of music.  I fall asleep
abliss and think, "Tomorrow I will write my mates and remind them of my
learnings and travels."

Well, what did you think?  I am suprised you read this far without flicking
off the screen, thinking, "What a loose screw."

But I am off to get some chowder.

Preston

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (Applecrisp)
Subject: Bad expierence on Robo
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Wed, 14 Sep 1994 18:24:28 GMT

    I've been reading this newsgroup for about a year. It was the first
place that I ever heard about Robo. Since then (about 6 months ago) I've
been reading about people's trips on robo. In general I'd have to say that if
they took the right bottle and an average dose, say 4-8 oz., then they had a
good time. In fact I can't remember any articles about bad trips that couldn't
be traced to the wrong type of Robo or some other mistake by the person
who dosed. I still haven't tried Robo yet, but the brother of a friend did. He
took the right stuff and only did about 4 oz. Turns out he had a bad trip. He
couldn't fall asleep and was still tripping 28 hrs later. I haven't talked to
him since last night so as far as I know he could still be tripping. If he
hasn't slept yet then he probably still is tripping. He's calmed down and
the trip isn't really bad right now. Before though he could barely talk, it
was like he was mentally retarded. Now he still can't sleep (although like I
said I haven't talked to him since last night so I'm not sure if he's slept
yet) and he says he feels no emotions at all. He went to the doctor because
he was obviously really scared. The doctor told him to go home and get some
sleep and it would wear off. Anyways I guess what I'm trying to say is that
I don't think I'll try Robo. Any other bad stories about Robo out there? Any
one know if the active ingredient in Robo has any long term effects? What is
the active ingredient?

AVC

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (D. W. Forbes)
Date: Sun, 16 Oct 1994 20:46:39 UTC
Subject: DXM, ROBO.

        Well, I tried DXM/Robo (curious story: When I first saw the word
"Robo", I thought it was some lame-o "net" term.  Now I realize its
association to a commercial product, and it makes a lot of sense).  Here
are my [brief] impressions.

Dose: 250mg     (I weigh about 150lbs)
Type: generic store-brand cough syrup DM (The only active ingredient being
Dextromethorphan Hydrobromide.  I think people should better clarify that
it is found in the form DXM-Hbr, as I nearly assumed the Hbr was one of
the unwanted extras...).  Total cost of dose (in Cnd. $) was about $3.50.

        Firstly, ingestion was rather gross.  My brain associates anything
with that sort of "texture" with being sick.  In fact, for the first 2
hours or so, I had the feeling of "puke tickles" (the feeling that it was
entirely possible to get sick).  I was confident I wouldn't, and I didn't
get sick, but the feeling was definitely there.  [I'm looking for the
"DXM-Hbr extraction" method (email it to me if you have it!), but haven't
found it yet].

        After a couple of hours, I had the feeling of a pretty serious
alcohol buzz.  I've never used LSD, so I can't compare them.  No tracers,
or anything of that sort.  Although I felt giddy and abnormal, my physical
co-ordination was barely affected (much unlike alcohol).  I wouldn't
drive, or anything like that, but it was much easier not to knock things
over, etc.  In addition, after about 2 hours I had the overwhelming
feeling that I'd like to go to sleep (and I very nearly did).  For anyone
who tries this:  Just try to do something to get past the "sleepy"
part...once it passes, your energy comes back full strength (plus some).

        Music seemed to be the same, but I did notice a complete change in
my concentration level.  I had the stereo cranked, and decided I'd like to
watch some Letterman, so I just turned the TV up.  I watched TV for a
while with the stereo blaring, but still maintained perfect concentration
(without concentrating) on everything Letterman said.  Seems almost as if
it helps the brain to seperate audio tracks better.

        My girlfriend, not knowing my state [I'm usually pretty bizarre,
so people don't really notice me in altered states], tried to get me to
have sex with her.  Not only was I not really interested (I'm usually
pretty active), but she really had to work to `get it up'.  The feeling
was entirely unenjoyable to me (just a sort of numb rubbing), and I knew I
couldn't "cum" in this state.  She enjoyed the long time it could remain
up (pretty much eternity, really), but I wasn't really into it.  Is this
everyones impression of this?  By the next morning I was happily mounting
her, so the effect is quite temporary.  I thought I should mention this
effect for those who plan upon having sex under this stuff.

        Many television shows seemed so brain-dead that I couldn't believe
it.  Of course, I usually feel this way, but the feeling was greatly
heightened (except, of course, the Simpsons, which seemed even funnier (in
an intelligent sort of way) than ever).  The biggest thing I noticed about
TV was fake/exaggerated human emotions.

        Feelings lasted for about 6-7 HOURS in all.  I am amazed at this as
the dose I took was only about 8x the recommended dose.

        Probably the bizarrest thing of all was waking up the next morning
(after only 6 hours of sleep).  It was WHAM, 100% awake.  Usually I am
still tired when waking up, and it takes a while to get going, but it was
100% instant awakeness.  The same thing happened again today.  I am
curious if this is just coincidence, or has anyone else noticed this?

        BTW, if you wonder why I posted anonymously even though the drug
is entirely legal, it has to do with the association of DXM-Hbr with
"cough syrup".  People have a bad impression of this as they associate the
utilization of cough syrup as that done by "bums".  They have this
impression as some "bums" have used cough syrup for the alcohol contained
within.  Therefore it is considered "cheap alcohol".  What I got had zero
alcohol in it, and I utilized purely for DXM-Hbr.  I would be much happier
about it if I could extract just the DXM-Hbr and remove the "cough syrup"
association.  (BTW: Why is this drug used for "dry hacking coughs"?  What
is its physiological effect that leads it to be used for this?)

                Later!
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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: my DXM trip
Date: 22 Oct 1994 18:50:12 GMT

     With all the negative stuff floating around about DXM, I had to
respond. Last night I tripped DXM. I'm typing up a complete record of all
i remember, which i guess i'll post if there's any interest, but for now
i'll just give the basic impressions. OK, first off this was my first
drug-induced psychedelic experience, except for n2o at the dentist's
once. I've never even smoked pot. I weigh about 175 pounds and I took
about 750 mgs of dxm i think (2 4oz bottles of syrup, 3mg/ml dxm-hbr as
the only active ingredient.) The only really ill effect i felt was a bit
of nausea after quaffing these bottles in about a minute. - i would
reccomend not trying to down half a bottle of the stuff in one gulp. this
passed within 20 minutes or so. probably about 45 minutes after the
initial consumption, i was feeling the effects. I was feeling very bouncy
as i walked around, and this one hallway seemed infineitely long. During
this stage i felt the need to be very active, and i did stuff like run
around and roll down a hill just for the weird feeling of motion (I spent
almost the whole time outside). about 2 hours into the expereince i tried
to interact with some people, and this made me really realize how stoned
i was, because it was very hard to talk and I knew that everything I was
saying sounded stupid, but I couldn't help it.
     From about hour 3 to hour 6, I peaked. I spent this entire time
sitting and laying under a tree, because I couldn't stand up. My whole
dxm experience was devoid of any special visuals - no tracers or cool
chromatics or anything like that. I did however have several visions (for
lack of a better word) during this peak. Some were actually visual, in
that i actually saw things but these were all with my eyes closed and
pretty grainy, and none were colorful. These included some kaleidiscopic
mandalas, and a weird spiraling form made up of faces, actually there
were 3 spirals all circling around each other, and each was made of a
stream of faces. the other "visions" all related to my feelings about
myself. these included melting into the ground, turning into hard rubber
and being unable to move, and merging with the tree i was sitting against
and then spinning around and around it very quickly, while it was
spinning around something else, so i was spining on several different
levels. The most memorable vision was when i became aware of two axes
that divided my body diagonally, and i could feel my body/my conciousness
spiralling around these axes and expanding outwards along them until it
became infinite.
     after the peak, i tried to stand up. I hugged the tree for a minute
and fell back down. It took several more attempts at standing up and
walking around, over about an hour, before i was able to walk back home.
I was still totally wasted for about 2 hours after i made it home. I
tried to talk to people during this time, but it didn't work. Someone who
knew what i was doing, whom i had discussed it with earlier, tried to
talk to me about how it went, and i can vaguely remember trying to relate
my experience to Carl Jung's Man and his Symbols and not doing a very
good job of it. Anyway, about 9 hours after the initial consumption, I
was suddenly aware that I was completely sober and awake.
     I'm not sure if i'm hung over or not. I woke up with a mild headache
and a dry throat, but that could be attributed to only getting 4 &a half
hrs of sleep.

miscellaneous trip notes:  during the first part of the peak I had lots
of strange insights, about how I had been tripping for all of my life,
how the entire universe was constructed by me in my mind, and what was i
thinking when i put such&such in there, surely i could have done better.
I saw 4 dogs throught the whole trip, and I wondered if they were my
totem or something like that. I saw them a long time before i saw their
owners (there were 2 dogs each time, with one owner each time, and 2
times i saw dogs). They were all big dogs, and I'm not sure if they were
hallucinations or if my sense of time was just totally screwed (their
owners didn't look real, but then not much did - especially people and
cars) because they seemed to run all around and basically be everywhere
at once, or they would be by a tree here one instant and then by a tree
way over there the next.
I didn't have any warping of the senses like some people had reported.
The closest I came to this was having my sense of touch messed up, so
that the grass under me, and sometimes I, felt like rubber, and there was
a separation of touch sensations when i touched myself, so that it was
like i was touching someone else and someone else was touching me, and
not the merging of sensations when i usually touch myself. also, around
the last half of the trip i stoped being able to focus on anything, so I
had double vision.
misc. misc trip notes:
-the crickets around me were playing "heaven" by the Talking Heads for
quite a long time
-when i was laying down looking up at my tree, the lights of the cars on
a nearby road looked like fire.

well i guess i don't need to post my earlier record, that's most of it
right there. some closing notes: DXM can be a very heavy trip. It knocked
me on my ass for 3 hours that were full of bizarrly metamorphed
conciousness. Would I do it again? not soon, and i'll probably try some
of the other stuff out there first. But I would consider it a positive
experience. Also, during the peak I became very aware of either a
higher-conciousness me or just another higher conciousness telling me
that I should do it with a partner next time, so I won't do it alone
anymore, not that that was a very bad thing. So if you're curious about
the DXM trip, I would say get the dextromethorphan faq (great work,
whoever put this together) and try it.

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From: [e-mail] (christopher d wells)
Newsgroups: alt.psychoactives
Subject: Bad DXM Experience...Help..
Date: 23 Oct 94 07:12:37 GMT
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

hmmm...since there is alot of shit going around about DXM, i'd like to
share an unusual experience with you guys, and maybe hope someone out
there could help me...

i read the DXM FAQ thoroughly before trying...then i went out and bout
2 boxes of Drixoral Liqui-Caps...note that the only active ingredient
was DXM.  within 2 hours, i took about 8 or so...

within that period, i had taken a walk (after the first 2) and kinda got
tired, so i went home and lied on the couch for awhile...time seemed to be
passing slower as minutes seemed like hours...the tv was on and i remember
hearing 'tales from the crypt' (not seeing as i must've been to weary to even
open my eyes)...over time i passed in and out of consciousnees, often
being unable to distinguish between reality and dream.  after awhile i could
barely even move my arms.

within 3 hours i had not even realized it was the cough medicine, then i
remembered taking the caps.  i remember hearing a horror movie in the
background and began to think mega-deep about death and love and all that..
which i must say...is NOT me :)  then i got very nauseated...VERY.

and i can safely say it was the worst nausea i have ever experienced in my
life.  i also felt as if i had diarrhea...and i had to crawl to the bathroom
clutching my stomach...the nausea did not stop, nor did i have diarrhea (yet).
after 4 hours, it began to wear off, and i could not sleep at all...time
was agonizingly slow in passing ...

for nearly 3 days i had nausea and diarrhea...the nausea was very mild at this
point...but at times it had gotten quite disturbing.

all in all, i compare it to being under anesthesia while i had eyes surgery
a few years back...(the recovery anywasy :)...the pasing of time, the
slipping to and from consciousnees, and the nausea are all very similar.

what angers me is WHY the side effects... i mean yes, i did hallucinate...
particularly sound was affected and it WAS interesting but not worth the
side effects.  and from what i had read, such effects were not to happen if
the right precautions were taken.  if you're wondering about MAO's, i only
had like 3 cokes with the cough caps which i doubt would've caused the problems.

about a week later, i only took ONE of the cough caps for some unknown reason
and experienced slight nausea...and i'm wondering if maybe the medicine was
bad or something ... who knows... if anybody has experienced anything similar
or coudl possibly explain please do :)

chris

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From: [e-mail] (Gardiner Ian D)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM Trip - Try Contac
Date: 23 Oct 1994 02:07:39 GMT
Message-ID: <38cghb$[e-mail]>

I orginally tried a robo trip about 6 months ago. My motor skills and balance
acheived all time lows and I felt like I was very drunk. In general it
was good however my body hated the stuff. I threw up and had the runs
badly. I tried again later just to see if I had eaten something that
reacted with the robo. No luck. This time I turned bright red and had the
same sick feelings. I decided to give up for good.
Later I came across an article says to try the pill version. Contac Cough
Caps. Each pill contains 30 mg. and a pack costs about $6.00 Cdn. I took
500 mg. I became very metative and talked freely about everthing I was
thinking. I was completely overwhelmed with satisfaction and relaxation.
My body didn't feel sick at all. It was very good. The one problem I
still had was the bright red colour about 2 hrs. in to the trip. My skin
also became very itchly. Tip: DON'T SCRATCH. It only makes it worse.
Other then that I would highly recommend the pill version. I am going to
try 750 mg next time and then 1000 mg. I read an article that some had
visuals at 1100 mg and would like to explore this. I am conserned about
the lethal dose. Does anyone know what is a safe level to try? In my
reading I have gotten the impression that dangerous levels are at about
2000 mg. Good luck.

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From: [e-mail]
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: My Strange Experience with DXM (kind of lengthy)
Date: 21 Nov 94 20:03:03 -0500
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

On this past Saturday night, I took 15 Drixoral Liquicaps at 7:30 p.m. I
started to feel strange at about 9. I have taken these before, but not as
many. It was rather stupid of me, because I had to work the next morning at
9:30. I managed to fall asleep around 4:30 (as I was lying in bed listening to
my walkman, my bed felt it was ten times bigger than normal and I felt like I
was sinking into the mattress) Anyways, I made it to work on time. Needless to
say, I was very tired (I had to work till 6!!) and I thought, if I make it
through this day, it will be a miracle. I did, but until four in the afternoon,
I felt like my head was made of a balloon and I still had that feeling of
heaviness in my legs and arms. Not to mention, strange things were happening
all day, for example, I kept thinking people were calling my name when they
weren't and when people did try to talk to me I couldn't hear them very well.
Also (I work in a supermarket) I would be standing at my register looking
around the place while nobody was in my line and I felt like I wasn't really
standing at my register, but I was up on the ceiling watching the goings on
from above. It was strange. Plus a couple of times, I would accidentally give
people back change exactly of the total of their order. If their order was
$3.50, and they gave me a ten, I would give them back $3.50 and then realize
it, so of course I was like 'oops' and then would have to get the right change.
I felt foolish when it happen, but all day, despite feeling tired, nothing
seemed to faze me; I felt happy and smiley. If a customer was grumpy, it didn't
bother me in the least (it usually puts a damper on my day). But my question
is: Is this normal? Has anyone else done this and gone to bed, and when they
woke up, did they still feel weird all day?
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From: [e-mail] (PapaGino)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DMX/DXM new review
Date: 18 Dec 1994 15:19:33 -0500
Message-ID: <3d25gl$[e-mail]>

OK, i realize that people are against ths sort of stuff, but here goes:

Last night i took 8 drixoral liquicaps, on a whim and on the
recomendation of a friend. It was an interesting experience to say th
least, and probably would have been much more clear had i not smoked
earlier |)-~ . At first i felt really really stoned, and then as time
passed began to feel a little queasy. I went out fo some fresh air (which
was a very good idea), and decided tht i should throw up. when i went
back to my room, i did, and at the conclusion, began a 4+ hour experience
of complete euphoria. everything was "f**king incredible," to say the
least. it began to wane about 6 hours after i took them, and now i can
still feel it in my system. (i took it at 11:00pm). The high was
incredible, i felt like i was in complete control of myself and
everything around me. at the end i began to crash, not hard, but
noticably. It wasn't that bad, execept for that every time i took a deep
breath of air, i felt a weird queasy sensation in my stomach. Overall, i
say it was fun. But remember: eat beforehand, and if you feel like yoou
need to throw up, do so, you will only feel better. Oh, for dosage, i
took 8, and I'm about 6' , 220. eitght was plenty for me, althoug 7 of my
friends each took 10. over and out.

--
                        PapaGino
I didn't know,
       (I didn't know that I was that far gone),
I didn't know,
       (I didn't know that I was that far gone)...
Pardon me Doug, is that a picture of Otis Redding,
       (Yeah yeah yeah),
Taken just before he di-highed, why don't you give me his hide...
                    -Nancy

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (Matt Thomas)
Subject: DXM Trip Revisited, WILD!  *READ*
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Thu, 22 Dec 1994 01:30:27 GMT

I learned about DXM from alt.drugs a few weeks ago.  I did much reading,
researching, and studying before trying DXM.  The DXM FAQ is possibly the
best FAQ in existance.  I felt confident and tried a low dose (250mg).  I
loved it!  Everything I read about it came true; music sounded "live",
slight euphoria, etc.  I did 250mg a few times before moving on to larger
doses.  Before long I had turned a few friends on to DXM.  One day we
felt like a major trip should happen so we downed 2 bottles 3mg/ml DXM.
We paced ourself since DXM does irritate the stomach at higher doses.  45
minutes later weird thing began.  The first plateau came and went
quickly.  We were then whooshed into the 2nd plateau where time and space
meant very little.  I recomend closing your eyes and either laying down
or sitting cross-legged.  DON'T WALK AROUND!!!

*Everything below may sound insane but it seemed like reality at the time*

Anyway, I percieved myself much larger and only my head could fit into
the room (like a helmet).  I was hurtling around the room spinning like
there was no gravity.  The music was replaced by feeling the sound
instead of hearing it.  Each note seemed to come from a seperate entity
that was in the room with us.  I saw myself walking around in a Japanese
Garden (saw myself as second person).  Time meant nothing.  I then moved
myself closer to the stereo.  There I fell backward (not far since I had
crawled) and became, sorry for the blasphemy, Jesus himself.  I was on
the cross and floating up toward heaven.  I passed through clouds as the
music lifted me up.  I believe Pink Floyd's COMFORTABLY NUMB had just
begun... Anyway, I saw god and many people behind him (prophets I
assume).  I really did not know where I was or how fast time was moving.
Again I stress that closed eyes make the trip MUCH more visual.  Not once
did I feel like I was overdosing, it was beautiful... and this was only a
650mg trip!!!  Then I became, brace yourself, 3 different people.  I
truly believed that I was 3 seperate entities and each one was
communicating with the others.  My euphoria quickly ended when I saw my
friend up walking around.  He suddenly stopped and leaned up against the
wall.  Next thing I knew he was falling (this really happened).  He
slammed into his empty drum cases, bounced off, slammed sideways onto the
carpet and began vomiting.  Really freaked me out.  He's a big guy and
almost fell on me.  He kinda came back into reality (I think he was more
gone than I was) and was on all fours.  I was puzzled by all this muck
all over the floor, red colored from the cough syrup.  Then I saw it
shooting out my friend.  He asked me "what's happeneing?"  I got scared
and went and got his brother.  I stumbled around in the dark and woke his
bro up.  He went in to help him and I lost it, puked in a trashcan.  All
that walking around made me dizzy.
Now I have to tell you, we were fine.  We just ate too much before
tripping.  We also washed down the DXM with red soda, bad choice.  Ate
all kinds of sweet stuff before too.  Another bad choice.  I know it
could have ended up MUCH worse but luckily it didn't.  The vomiting part
is normal with moderate doses (400-500mg and up).  Just relax and have a
bucket ready just in case.  That DXM is rough on your stomach.  And for
god's sake, DON'T walk around!  You could fall into shit and get really
hurt.  Best advice is to find a comfy spot and don't move.  DXM is a
powerful dissacoiative drug (like PCP and Ketamine) meaning you think
your body isn't yours and it's very hard to control.
If you have any pot around, smoke a little about 20 minutes after you
take the DXM, it'll help the nausea.  Best of all, it costs about $2-3
for a bottle of this OTC drug.  Have fun and read up on it.
SAY KNOW TO DRUGS!

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From: [e-mail] (Danielle Bollwein)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: dxm disaster... help
Date: 23 Dec 1994 00:01:56 GMT
Message-ID: <3dd41k$[e-mail]>

ok, the first time I tried DXM (300mg of Drixoral cough caps) It was cool,
 but I felt like I wanted more of an effect.  So the next time after
consulting with some fellow trippers I upped it to 450mg.  Let me just
tell you what happened next was like the scariest thing ever, at first I
was really feeling great.  But it kept getting progressively worse, and
it got to the point where I could not walk, I was having a lot of trouble
breathing and I was feeling like I was having a heart attack.  I also was
vomiting a lot. I was itchy like mad.   and I slept on the bathroom floor
because I couldn't get to my bed.  Thank god my friend was there to hold
me and help me.  My question is... has anyone ever heard of/experienced a
similar reaction?  I weigh 120 lbs so that 450mg should not be too much,
should it?  Could it have been an allergic reaction or something.  Please
help.  E mail me directly at [e-mail]  Thanks peace.

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Tue, 27 Dec 1994 18:32:17 UTC
Subject: My DXM experiences (LONG)

    Since I've been experimenting w/ various doses of DXM over
the last week, I thought I'd share some of my experiences.  First
of all, I'm 23, 180lbs, previous drug experience = (alcholol, some
mj, a bit of nitrous).  Never taken any 'psychedelic' drugs.

Read the faq and many posts here about it, so I had a decent idea
of what to expect.  Started w/ 120mg--a bit dizzy, nothing else.  Next
night, went to 300mg.  Felt like I was stoned.  Music wasn't much
different.  A few nights later, upped it to 1 8oz CVS 'Tussin (~700mg).
This did it.

    I felt heavily stoned.  It was hard to track objects with
my eyes, and I often had double vision.  Objects looked far away, but
not out of proportion (e.g. the small TV a few feet away looked like
a HUGE TV many feet away).  Walking was difficult--I felt like a
robot.  I had preloaded my 5 disc changer (Pink Floyd Animals, Dark
Side, Beethoven Sym #9, Shostakovich #5, and Electric Ladyland).  Laid
on my couch w/ a good pair of headphones, and only the light of the
Xmas tree, and entered another world.  The music totally pulled me
in, I could no longer feel my body or the headphones, I felt like I
was in some strange video game, flying over computer generated
terrain.  I often felt like I was in a huge concert hall listening
to the music come from all around me.  I was always in control, though.
If I opened my eyes I could return to 'reality'.  Incredible!!

(side note: I _highly_ recommend the Shostakovich #5 for DXM trips.  The
music has a real dramatic Russian flair, and is alternately dreamy and
very intense.  Being a 'modern' classical piece, it is strange enough
to sound like it is from another world when on DXM.  The Bernstein recording
of it should be less than 10 bucks.)

Anyway, a few nights later I took the same dose again, and decided to
go out for a walk.  It was cool and clear, and the night air felt
great.  I walked for a few miles around town, with the cars
whoooshing by.  Analytically, everything looked the same, but
somehow everything looked different.  I had an irrational fear of
getting hit by a car, and crossing the street was difficult.

I ingested each dose in about a 45min time period starting at
around 9pm.  The effects took another 45min to start, and lasted
for at least 5 hours.  By 3am, I was still going strong, but if
I went to bed and closed my eyes I had no problem getting to
sleep.  Each time I woke up refreshed at 8am and made it to
work by 9.  No significant lasting effects.  And I felt no
nausea during the whole thing.

Oh yeah, and the second time I took the high dose, I tried drinking 6 beers
to test compatibility w/ alcholol.  The beer had no noticable effect,
and I had no alcholol hangover the next day (usually 6 beers is enough so
I notice it the next day).  I plan on taking a low dose of DXM
on New Years to see if it can counteract the alcholol I will
be drinking.

Well, if anyone is still reading, my suggestions are 1) try it; 2) start
w/ a low dose; 3) Have Fun!  For 4 bucks (and legal), it can't be beat!

me
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From: [e-mail] ([e-mail])
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: My first trip (DXM).  Long.
Date: 27 Dec 1994 18:20:55 -0500
Message-ID: <3dq7gn$[e-mail]>

DISCLAIMER:
----------
The following post was written by someone else -- I don't know
who.  I, uh, downloaded it from somewhere.  Years ago.  I don't
remember where.  I do not advocate the misuse or abuse of any
chemical substance.

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MY FIRST TRIP

I am a male in my mid twenties.  I live alone, hold a steady job
and believe I have my head screwed on pretty straight.  As I write
this, It is about 4:30 AM on a holiday weekend.  Last night
curiosity led me to experiment with DXM.  The experiment began at
about 6:00 PM.  It is now 4:30 in the morning and the last effects
are gradually wearing off.

The day before yesterday, I had purchased 2 packets of DMX-bearing
cough medication, intending to ingest the entire 600 mg dose the
next day after returning home from a holiday dinner with the
family.  I had done substantial research on the substance
beforehand, and was careful to make sure that DXM was the only
active ingrediant.  I way 140 lb, and wished to surpass a merely
stoning dose and continue on to my first trip.

From the experiences of others, I believed I knew pretty well what
to expect.  Still I realized it was not something to be undertaken
lightly.  My only previous experiences had been with alcohol and
marijuana, and I had never gotten more than lightly buzzed off of
the latter.  I spent a day and a half mentally psyching myself up
for the experience.  When the time came, I prepared a journal in
which to note some of my experiences as they occurred.

Some of the later entries in my journal will seem quite inane.
Please remember that they were written under profound mood
alteration and cognitive impairment.  I disavow them as
reflections upon my sober character.  Later, explanatory notes
are in brackets.

The Journal begins:

  "12/25/94, 5:30 PM
   I prepare.  20 cough caps into a bowl (= 600mg DXM).
   Christ -- must I swallow all of these?!  A big mugful of water
   sits nearby.  Had a very large meal 2 hrs. ago -- waiting to
   digest it well before I start.  Topical antihistamine spray
   sits nearby in case of itching."  [Note:  I never used it.]

  "Setting:  Apartment is lit subtly by overhead lights on dimmer
   switch.  Music is playing -- radio now.  Selected tapes + CDs
   are laid out for later on."  [Note:  I never got to them.]
   "I have chosen strongly thematic themes as suggested, while
   avoiding anything that might be a 'downer'.  There is also
   some lighter, mood-lifting stuff like pop + techno."

  "I cleaned the apartment today to make things seem more
   cheerful."  [Note:  I don't think it made a difference.  A
   book of ancient chinese philisophical verse...]  "sits before
   me to read while waiting for the onset -- only because I find
   it comforting and familiar."

  "Set:  I began 'psyching' myself up yesterday.  I feel
   confident and fairly at ease.  Also curious.  Curiosity, I
   think, is my main reason for doing this.  Perhaps I'll even
   learn something about myself?  I don't know."  [Note:  I
   still don't.]

The journal goes on to note the circumstances of the ingestion
of the caps.  I note that I found it both physically and
psychologically easier to down them than I expected, though
there was a transient problem with gas (which I eventually dealt
with by taking the caps with milk).  To keep my mood up I sang
with the radio and read.  It took from 5:55 to 6:46 to down them
all (with a few long pauses to burp up gas and let my stomach
settle).

At 6:33 (while taking caps #9 and 10) I note feeling "different.
Hard to describe."  The first spelling errors appear at this
point.  I was aware of them at the time, but left them
uncorrected.

At 6:38 I note reminding myself that no matter what happens,
it's only temporary, and that if I just relax I'll be O.K..

At 6:46 I wrote,

  "Cap #15, 16 w/ milk.  I think it's about to hit me!  There's
   this sense of 'impending'.  Especially when I get up to walk
   around.  Head feels heavy somehow.  [....]  Feet light as I
   get up to check the time.  It's [now] 6:51.  Cap #17,18, w/
   milk.  What the hell.  #19+20 while I'm at it.  600 mg in
   system.  No turning back now!"

Indeed.  I must admit I felt at least a mild sense of forboding
in that.

At 6:55 I note feeling no noticable difference in the quality of
music.  Disappointing, as music-related euphoria was an effect I
had heard often associated with DXM and had hoped to experience.
I decided to go outside and catch some air, leaving the journal
behind.

I walked some blocks to a familiar pond in a nearby city park.
The odd feeling in my feet and head had passed (or was at least
being ignored), but as I walked I observed a new phenomenon.
Buildings seem to stand more starkly outlined against the night
sky.  Yet they seem somehow absurd in proportion, like children's
toys blown up to gratuitous scale.  Stars were clear and bright.

Reaching the pond, I gazed out across the water at the surrounding
city scape.  I noticed the first 'tracing' effects.  As I swept my
gaze from left to right or vice versa, the lights would pan not
continuously, but in blocks -- about four blocks per 120 degree
sweep.  A mildly unpleasant phenomenon, and one which was to last
the length of the trip.  It was as if my brain were no longer able
to keep up with the sudden changes in scene causes by rapidly
moving my eyes or head.

I stayed at the pond only minutes.  On the way back, I was feeling
fairly good.  I had obviously reached the first DMX 'plateau' and
was substantially stoned.  I wasn't really euphoric, just upbeat
and at peace.  Everything seemed exceptionally clear and still, as
though viewed through a layer of deep, limpid water.  Contrasts
seemed much starker.  I briefly lost track of where I was a time
or two but quickly reoriented myself and proceeded home.

Arriving at my apartment, I made the following journal entry in
rather scrawling letters:

  "I have returned.  I visited the pond several blocks away.
   Dark, with city lights shining about."  [No duh.  Noone ever
   accused DXM of improving mental accuity.]  "Noticed tracing
   effects."

Immediately following two or three thoughts were started and
aborted in succesion:

  "profoundly everything seemed dar" [This line is crossed out.]

Just as soon, the second plateau hit me.  Thank god it had
waited until I got home.  I turned the radio and lights off,
turned the TV up (for "company", I think) and dropped into bed,
feeling totally stupified.  The chatter on the tube was entirely
irrelevent.  Occasionally a snippet would float through to me,
and I could make sense of larger stretches if I concentrated.
For the most part, however, the chatter was ignored.  Through
closed eyes, I could see the light from the TV reflecting off the
wall and penetrating my eyelids.  I seemed particularly sensitive
to it.  But whenever the light intensified or dimmed gradually,
it did so in steps.  Pulling the covers overhead, I began to see
visions.

These took on the character of glowing, multicolored taffy, being
pulled and stretched in many directions at once.  Most
entertaining.  I kept my eyes closed throughout -- the real world
was not entirely pleasant with all that blocky shifting and
tracing.  These visions, visible only with eyes closed, flowed
smoothly and soothingly.  I had expected the cartoon-like visuals
many DXMers had described, but these were nothing of the kind.
Gradually, these shifting forms were taking on more substance.
They were coelescing into life-forms; entities really --
spectacular, bioluminescent, massy things that churned like thick,
boiling, liquid.  They came in various colors -- white, black,
dark blue, and purple, mainly.  Some were like churning walls of
gel.  Some were like complex blobs, jellyfish, or worms with
thousands of psuedopods.  All were constantly writhing and huge.
I could sense they were intelligent.

I seemed to be an interesting specimen to them.  They approached
freely.  Some of them picked me up and passed me around.  But I
never felt as if I were in danger.  These things seemed not only
friendly, but affectionate.  I felt affectionate toward them as
well.  Thier appearances were not monstrous so much as stunningly
beautiful.  I was in awe, really.  "Glorious" was the word that
came to mind at the time.

One by one, an 'entity' would come over and 'play' with me, like a
child with a new toy.  They would touch me, sensing my thoughts.
There were immensely powerful yet gentle.  It was somehow very
pleasurable.  Each entity had it's own character and personality.
I tried talking to them, but they couldn't understand speech.
They responded only to empathy and simple thoughts.

Occasionally I found myself looking at my surroundings (though
just as often they were not visible in the blackness).  I saw
living vault-like walls so huge and distant they staggered the
mind.  Once something like a quivering city of jello came into
view.  Sometimes I seemed to floated toward nebulae deep in space.

At some point I attracted the attention of the Great Queen Mother
(literally) of the entities.  Words are inadequate.  The Queen
Mother was a wasp-like thing so immense that her body was like
a pocket universe unto itself.  I could never see more than a
small fraction of her at a time.  I journied inside her and
communed with her for hours.  We were empathically linked somehow.
I realize this sounds utterly insane, and it is.  We felt
overwhelming affection for each other.  I made up a song and kept
singing it for her.  She alone could understand not only my
emotions, but my words.  I somehow felt it necessary to record the
song in my journal.  And to answer nature's call!  Eventually, I
mustered up the willpower to stagger out of bed.

My god, what a sight things were.  Even through my double vision,
I could see how incredibly screwed up all proportions were.  I
felt like a big insect.  My body seemed proportioned vaguely like
some kind of praying mantis in human skin.  And yet it was all so
consistent.  Proportions were screwed up in a very stable manner.
I could look at something, look back, and it would look the same.
Distances seemed exagerrated and contrasts were abnormally sharp.
Outlines, while similarly sharpened, were made up of more than
just one line (probably due to my double vision).  This gave the
illusion that I could see a little more of the sides of an object
than would be normally visible.  It was a little like looking
through everything through the wrong end of a misaligned pair of
binoculars.  I thought of it as "insect vision".  My steps were
short and slow.  I shuffled to the bathroom automoton-like and
took a wizz.  Then I emerged to make my journal entry, in
childish, blocky letters.  The M's in "mother", "human", and
"almost" have 3 humps instead of two.  I could really barely see
what I was writing, and couldn't be sure it would be readable the
next day.

   "10:51:  I LOVE THE GREAT QUEEN MOTHER.  ACCCPT [= "accept"]
    THE LOVE I OFFER.  I OFFER ALL MY HUMAN LOVE."  [Such was my
    song.]  "THIS IS MOST INTERESTING."  [Referring to my 'insect
    vision'.]  "ALMOST CUBIST!"

Things were getting more 'rigid' somehow.  My thinking and movement
were both very stilted.  I staggered back to bed and fell back into
communion with the Queen Mother a while longer.  The trip was
getting very heavy -- time and motion were losing all meaning.  My
visions were starting to freeze in place, as if everything were
crystallizing or being coated in wax.  I felt as if the Queen
Mother were sealing me inside a waxen cell within her body.  Yet I
wasn't afraid -- I figured she knew best.  It felt very protective
in a way.

Before long though, just like a fever breaking, I felt that peak
of the trip passing.  Things 'unfroze' or 'decrystallized'  and
the visions started subsiding substantially.  They quickly became
intermittant rather than constant, and I was beginning to be able
to think again, though in that stilted way.  Disconcertingly, my
'insect vision' was still in effect and my motor skills still very
'rigid', as I discovered upon hauling myself up to make the
following entry (in the same blocky lettering as before, with a
3-humped 'M' in the first 'many').

   "THE GREAT QUEEN MOTHER HAS MANY CHILDREN.  I AM BUT ONE.
    I HAVE MANY SIBLINGS.  [So it seemed at the time;
    I had learned that the entities encountered earlier had
    been siblings.]  IT IS 11:10?  THE PEAK IS PAST.
    DOUBLE VISION."

I turned the TV off and the radio on, then went back to bed to
catch some sleep, praying that my vision and movement would be
back to normal when I awoke.  As I waited for sleep, I watched
some entertaining hallucinations.  One was like sliding down a
tunnel of molten bronze.  Another was like gliding over a wierd,
undersea city.  Occasionally something playing on the radio seemed
particularly stirring, especially if it had heavy electric guitar
riffs, but that's as close as I ever came to DXM music euphoria.
Then I slept.

My next journal entry says, in almost normal looking cursive:

   "2:33:  Wake up.  Dread to open eyes proves unfounded when I
    look at clock and see double vision is gone."

I had actually been awake for 15 minutes or more, but had dreaded
to open my eyes and see two of that damn LED clock.  My heart had
been beating rapidly as if in in anxiety.  Getting up to make that
entry, proportions seemed normal again and I felt much more human
(though not entirely back to normal).  It was quite a relief.  I
relaxed and realized I'd be O.K..  I took another wizz, went back
to bed, and said my goodbyes to the Queen Mother and her brood
(yes, really).  They were forming into a sort of fleet and
preparing to fly away.  It was rather touching in it's way, though
of course utterly insane.  The Q.M. understood that I had to return
to the human world, and bid me farewell.  I promised to remember
her.

My next (and last) entry:

   "2:55:  The Queen Mother has departed.  I have promised to write
    [well] of her.  She was very special.  We have said our
    goodbyes.  Human perceptions returning.  This experience has
    been most interesting.  Starkly beautiful.  I will write
    fondly of it -- and her."

Obviously my mood was still altered.  Bear in mind that in
retrospective sobriety, the experience seems much less warm and
fuzzy, (though not less interesting).  In fact even at the time
I think I was aware that this would be the case.  I believe I was
attempting to preserve in my journal some of the powerful
emotional content of the experience, which my memory could
preserve only dimly.

I slept some more, and awoke at about 4:30 feeling much more
myself.  It felt good to be a human being again.  Only tiredness
(from too little sleep) and a slight stone remained, and I began
this expose'.  It is now several hours later.  There was no
hangover, nor any incidence of deja vu (which some users have
described).  On the other hand, the feeling of being 'reborn'
which some have described is also not in evidence.

Reflecting upon the possible influences on my trip, I've come to
the conclusion that the fact that I've been reading a book on
the social lives of ants may have had some bearing at least on
the appearance and character of the Queen and her brood.  What
did they represent?  Fragments of my own psyche?  The fevered
attempts of a stoned brain to codify sensory data and enhanced
emotional states it no longer comprehended?  I don't know
(though offhand I would consider the latter explanation more
likely).

My sober thoughts about this experience are on the whole positive.
There were only a few slightly scary or disconcerting moments.
I'm not sorry I did it, but I have no real desire to do it again
anytime soon, nor would I urge others to try it.  Curiosity was my
main motivation, and my curiosity has been satisfied.  Moreover,
the experience was overpowering in a way -- too much so to be
repeated lightly.  I can see how had it turned out badly, it could
have been very bad indeed.  It is not impossible that someday I'd
again visit that insane Wonderland (or another) for further
exploration (I am considering growing my own magic mushrooms next)
but I am content to let it wait until I again feel entirely
prepared.

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From: [e-mail]
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM
Date: 21 Oct 94 16:53:07 -0500
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

Hi -

 I have been reading posts on how people have had such 'bad' DXM
experiences and so I thought id post mine in.

 I have done 600 mg of dxm mixed with 1200 mg of Ephedrine. This was spread
out over two days with a dosage of 300/600 mg of DXM and Ephedrine on each
day.

 The first time I did not know what to expect and went to a play. I had a
GREAT time (I did not feel sick once). It produced a very floaty, far-away
feeling that I enjoy. And the play was a comedy. I had a hard time
following a lot of the running gags due to a very short memory. I felt very
peaceful and happy. After the play was over, trying to walk after two hours
of sitting was an experience, I felt like I was actually about a foot and a
half behind myself and I felt about 1000 feet tall. But I made it down the
stairs and no one was pointing so I new I wasnt doing to bad. I went
outside and talk to some strangers for awhile and rested some more.

 The next day I decided to do another dose of 300/600 mg. I think some was
left in my system from the previous day (actually I believe the Ephedrine
was the real antagonist) because I started roboing in about 15 minutes. I
got the sweats and had to vomit (which I did) and I felt a hundred times
better. I then basically laid around and listened to music, a very INTENSE
experience which I enjoy wuite a bit.

 Not being daunted by my marginal success I decided to hunt down PURE DXM
and none of this super Ephedrinated stuff. I found some and a week later
from the others I decided to give it a go. It was fucking great. MUCH,MUCH,
MUCH better then the mixture. I noticed it took about 1 hour and a half
before it kicked in and I could still function and walk and hold a
conversation. It was incredibly mellow and music was abfab. I did have a
lack of energy but not enough to hinder my trying new things.

 I think eating a bit (like a normal meal) before helps with the vomiting.
Mabye a little less then normal because it might slow the reaction with the
DXM down to, mabye it absorbs some I dont know (not a doctor). All in all
a most enjoyable experience and I would certainly recommend it if you do
the non-mixture stuff, just get straight DXM.

 I hope you found this usefull and if you want any further info on my
experiences just email me!

 Bye



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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (Repo Man)
Subject: Weird experience on DXM
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Thu, 19 Jan 1995 21:16:27 GMT

Just wanted to tell a tripping story about a time I was in another
universe so very near, yet so distant to the universe I am in right now.

I was in Korea and had eaten about 80 15mg little yellow DXM pills.
I was still outside with my fellow splewers and as the drug started
kicking in I headed back indoors, it can be an awfully huge world when
you fall under the DXM spell and arent tucked safely away in your little
comfortable cubby hole.

Anyways, I was sitting back in my bed, incense burning, but this time I
left the lights on and stared at an OB Beer poster I had on the wall in
my barracks room. After a while, my peripheral vision kind of got fuzzy
and I was sitting in the corner of a big raquetball court with this
girl up in the corner (she was the poster girl) It was so real, after a
bit of time, she disappeared and I saw myself next to me. I went up to
him and shook his hand. He grabbed my hand really hard and then I put my
other hand on his hand and he put his second hand on my hands, Then, from
out of nowwhere, he pulled out a *third* hand and slapped it on the pile,
after that it got freaky like one of those games where you keep pulling
the bottom hand off the pile and putting on top only we didnt need to
pull out our bottom hand, we just kept adding more to the pile. WEIRD!

Anyways, DXM trips are for more intense and take you to a far more real
alternate reality than any other psychedelic.

--
---------------------------------------------
R     E     P     O      -      M     A     N
"It's 3AM, do you know where your files are?"
---------------------------------------------

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From: [e-mail] (Tarik Miller)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: robo side-effects
Date: 17 Feb 1995 09:38:00 GMT
Message-ID: <3i1qpo$[e-mail]>

In article <3i0hc7$[e-mail]>, Reichert <[e-mail]> wrote:
>Jason A. Ruiz ([e-mail]) wrote:
>: similar to an acid trip EXCEPT you become dumber than a carrot...mental
>: capacity becomes somewhere in the poodle to pig range...so basically it's
>: the exact opposite of acid...personally I find it a totally second rate
>: trip...but it did have it's moments
>
>Mmmm... can't say I'd agree.  I think the robo trips I've had are some of
>the most amazing experiences of my life.  I don't think you become dumb at
>all... granted, your motor coordination is close to nil, but your mind is
>just racing.  I think the biggest mistake most people make is comparing it
>to acid in the first place - it is _nothing_ like acid.  If you take it
>expecting to trip, you're in for dissapointment.  It's actually more of a
>narcotic, chemically related to ketamine and (from what I've read), the
>experience has it's similarities.  Possible the best thing about
    [...Snip...]
>through your head (this was at around the 350 mg dose; can't say I've
>experienced anything higher, or would even want to.  350 is just fiiine).
>Overall, a very pleasurable experience.  No hangover effects, you just
>feel really relaxed the next day, although it does take a few hours for
>your eyes to get back to normal.
>


  I find that the effects on the mind of high dosages of robo (>1g) are rather
unusual to say the least.  Performing ordinary tasks is rather difficult
because I just can't seem to think straight.  It gives a whole new meaning to
the phrase, "Dazed and confused."  And not being able to see clearly dosen't
help much either.  I think the main problem is a lack of focus.  I find that
it takes an IMMENSE ammount of effort to follow one line of thought for more
than like 2 seconds.

  But, on the other hand, if I close my eyes and listen to music, my head
is suddenly clear.  At very high dosages I get transported to different
worlds with all of my senses fully engaged in the trip and I can think
pretty well in these alternate worlds.  It's as if my mind is completely
non-functional when I try to use it in this reality but when I let it go
off to wherever it wants to go it works fine.

  Once when I took 1350mg, after lieing down for a while and enjoying a
nice journey (or several rather), I opened my eyes and sat up only to find
that things were so bad that I couldn't even talk.  I couldn't for the life
of me figure out how my mouth work.  It was more than a little frustrating.
but funny too.

  I still have yet to try acid so I can't even begin to compare robo to it.

  To get back to the original subject of side-effects.. humm, I dunno about
pure DXM alone, but the rest of that garbage in cough medicine doesn't do
my digestive system any bit of good.  After my last trip (1260mg) my
bowls were on fire for 2 days.  I've since decided to wait a month before
trying anymore just to make sure my body has time to fully recouperate.
I'm also looking into the idea of extracting the DXM.

  I have found that it takes about 12 hours tops for my vision and body
feel to return to normal after a robo trip (for high dosages).

        -Tarik

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From: Len <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: robo side-effects
Date: 17 Feb 1995 14:03:42 GMT
Message-ID: <3i2abu$[e-mail]>

In article
<[e-mail]> Jason A.
Ruiz, [e-mail] writes:

>similar to an acid trip EXCEPT you become dumber than a carrot...mental
>capacity becomes somewhere in the poodle to pig range...so basically
it's
>the exact opposite of acid...personally I find it a totally second rate
>trip...but it did have it's moments

'poodle to pig' ;) ;)

I beg to disagree though. It makes it harder to think rationally, but
definitely doesn't make you dumber.  On the other hand, consider those
spells of almost painful clarity of vision (both mental & physical), and
the strong (extreme?) anti-stress component. It is second-rate, but only
because it's not very insightful, while being quite dissociative at the
same time. Quite fun nonetheless. Talking is good on robo, as long as
there are no power games. Best if both people are on - bit MDMA-like.

Robo anecdotes (500-600mg doses thoughout):

1) Completely stoned, but still managed to take a drink from a friend of
mine & hide it... which was definitely very sensible... in 15min, she
puked but didn't ever pass out. I felt so good. Tell me about drug abuse.

2) Only time I've puked on gelcaps... it was really quick, and neat
because it was directly in the toilet. Somehow, I liked it!?... maybe
because I felt I couldn't be able to puke so *well* if sober.
Quite relieving too.

3) Robo flashback: I'm walking down the street at night, all of a sudden,
with that eerie yellow light of the mercury lamps, and the quiet
drizzle... wham! I'm walking directly downwards on a completely vertical
street, because everything's tilted by 90 degrees. However, I'm not
falling at all, because normal gravity's like a thick syrup or glue that
supports me ;) Then I discover I can revert that at will. Try tilting the
street at different angles ;) Cool.

4) Real bad trip: watched a bit of Star Trek, the Mirror Mirror episode
and the Genesis Project. Very alien feeling. Incomprehensible. Edge of
subliminal nastiness throughout... like the bit where a crew member
collapses and some worm thing that's been in his brain crawls out...
ouch. Never Trek again. If fucks with your mind ;) I don't even ever want
to see those episodes sober to see if those things actually happened. But
I was fit enough to walk right out on it... maybe a tad infirm, but hey.

Len

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From: [e-mail] (Eli Brandt)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: robo side-effects
Date: 19 Feb 1995 02:18:00 GMT
Message-ID: <3i69oo$[e-mail]>

[quoted text deleted -cak]

I tried a 180 mg dose to see how my cytochrome P450 dealt with the
stuff.  Briefly, it wasn't much fun, and I was pretty screwed up the
next day.

The experience wasn't much fun, sort of like being tired, drunk and
feverish.  I didn't expect any profound effects at this dosage, and
didn't get any -- but I'm certainly not going to try a higher dose.
Slight euphoria; no enhancement of music.  It was surprisingly similar
to Hawaiian baby woodrose seeds, without the interesting effects.  No
big deal, just a wasted evening.

I had dosed at 7 pm, and expected to be back at baseline at 1 am or
so.  Well, I woke up the next morning, and I was definitely not
baseline.  I was incoordinated and had occasional flashes of dreamlike
depersonalization and strangeness.  The adrenergic effects I hadn't
experienced the night before were now present: mydriasis, tremor,
tooth chatter.  This was rather an annoying state to be in.  That
night, I had pretty intense hypnogogic imagery.  Muscle tremor and
slight incoordination were still present the next morning, but were
not perceptible by that evening.

I think I'll stay away from dextromethorphan.  Your mileage may vary.

   Eli   [e-mail]
"there are some problems with the control of the eyes"
-- DXM log.  some problems with language, too.

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From: [e-mail] (Willard18)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM, Whats wrong with my eyes!!!!
Date: 19 Feb 1995 01:39:55 -0500
Message-ID: <3i6p3r$[e-mail]>

Last night I triped on DXM (650mg) and had a very wild time.  I took it at
8:00 p.m. and triped untill about 2:30 in the morning.(when I went to bed)
 The next day I got up and my puples were completly dilated<sp>.  I
figured it would go away by this afternoon.  Well, I was wrong.  Finaly by
5:00 p.m. thisafternoon my puples would contract a little in brigh light
but in slightly dim light they remain wide open.  It is not 12:30 in the
morning and they are still wide open.  Does anyone know what is happening?
 Has anyone had similir experinces?
Thanks

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Date: Wed, 1 Mar 1995 00:20:03 EST
From: Derf <[e-mail]>
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: DXM?

Wow, you sound ALOT like i did about 2 months ago!! i figured hell, ill drink
about half a bottle and see what happens... about an hour went by, and the
biggest effect i got was being fascinated by lightbulbs being turned off.
(watching the little filament thingy go from white to red to off was cool
for some reason) so i choked down the other half of a bottle thinking
well, ill just lounge around the appartment and none of my roomies will
even notice im high... WRONG! =) well not too long after i downed the
other half of the bottle (making the total 360mg) i was watching seinfeld...
and well, you know how on tv when characters are supposed to be thinking
something, they add some echo to the voice? well george "thought" something
 and i could have sworn he was in my head. i figured i was in for a gooood
ride since the second half couldnt POSSIBLY have kicked in yet. so... i went
for a walk down the local arcade, to the computer lab, then back home...
i ended up getting lost on the way home, and almost getting hit by a car
trying to cross the street since my vision was sooooo wacked out. after i
finally made it home, i listened to some music, hallucinated up a storm,
had scotty beam me up a few times, and finally fell asleep. =)
what i like to call being beamed up is the feeling you get when you completely
forget the past few seconds/minutes immediately before hand. its kinda like
someone just beamed you into a different body in a different location and
you have NO idea why you're there, what you were doing, how long you've been
there, or even whats going on around you!!! this was kinda scary at first
but it proved to be rather fun after a while *grin* but in answer to your
question... (if your effects turn out like mine) you will have trouble
understanding people... they will seem to talk in big blobs of sounds you
cant really distinguish. you will have severe tunnel vision... i had to
STARE as hard as i could to make sense of ANYTHING i saw. my speech was
really messed up according to my roomie.... and just walking will be quite
a task, i think you'll find! =) this stuff might not sound so fun, but its
really a blast, and i recomend everyone to try it at least once =)
happy tripping,
fred

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From: Rajvinder Virk <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs.psychedelics
Subject: DXM and Pot--semi bad trip--
Date: Sun, 26 Feb 1995 17:51:38 -0800
Message-ID: <Pine.SOL.3.91.950226173654.18743B-100000@dale>

    A few days ago I went to the grocery store to get some beer and
ended up buying some Robitussum, might as well I thougt, I got some weed
I'll try it.  I went home and took the bottle and about a hour later I
started to feel kind of intoxicated.  So some friends of mine and I
decided to smoke out.
    After smoking out I felt really really high and went downstairs
and turned on the t.v. and radio.  We were all sitting around and I
decided to lay down on the carpet.  I was looking up at the roof and then
I started to wonder if I could reach it and put my hand up in the air and
it started to grow.  My fingers got very long and started turning into
rockets.  At that point I realized I was hallucinating and immediatly got
up.
    This was a big mistake.  I started freaking out.  I started
thinking my friends were out to get me and was even on the verge of
crying several times.  Every time it got too extreme I would start
thinking it was just a hallucination and all would be well.  Then it
would be o.k. for a while and then I'd flip out again but, each time I
would control myself.
    The weirdest thing was that I thought everyone including myself
was evil.  Every time I looked at someone on t.v. or just sitting around
their eyes were the most evil looking things I had ever seen.  I was
really scared but, didn't let my friends know.  I kept asking them if
they liked me, I felt I needed to know.  I made me feel a lot safer.
After a while I stopped thinking about it and just let things flow and the
rest of the trip went pretty well.  Anyone have any suggestions on
improving my trip or any possible explanations of what happened?  Thanks
in advance.

Late.
******************************************************************************
Raj S. Virk                    "Cooler than the mom on the Sunny
[e-mail]                    Delight commercials."

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From: [e-mail] (Osiris)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Dream/Syn: DXM+Po
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Fri, 03 Mar 95 16:42:42 EST

(Subject should be "Dream/Syn: DXM+Pot".)
Anyway, this is an incredible combination.  Two incredible experiences
for me have been DXM+Pot... The first time, I took 720 mgs. of DXM (I am
a fairly experienced user, I've done DXM at 300+ dosage levels about
15-25 times.) and then I went and smoked a few bowls with some friends.
(I really didn't smoke that much... You don't need much with DXM) I ended
up puking up the DXM shortly before smoking the pot, unfortunately, but
much of it was still absorbed into my system, and it was absolutely
amazing.

The second time was better still.  I took 600 mgs. of DXM (which I did
NOT puke up... I think the fact that I DRANK the other stuff contributed
to the nausea before.  And marijuana DEFINITELY helped this time to stop
me from puking.) and then I went out with a friend and we smoked the last
of a blunt, probably about 1-1 1/2 grams total. (0.5-0.75 grams each of
fairly good stuff in the blunt wrapper.)  After the pot, we each had a
beedi of two(Sher Beedi herbal cigarette) and chilled for a while before
walking home to his house.  It was really, truly insane... I got visuals,
and I was absolutely unable to deal with the wrold.  Everything went
really, really well.  The room we were in became textured in the most
marvellous ways... Everything looked truly different.  The visuals were
quite different from acid or shrooms, and all of the senses seemed melted
together in some way.  I remember that I said, "I'm getting incredible
fucking visuals" a bunch of times, because it really blew me away.

I am not sure which time this was, but one of the trips, we put on NiN's
The Downward Spiral... I was RIDING the music, I could hear every little
thing about it, distinguish each sound... It is indescribable.  Truly
amazing.

Also, the first time (with 720/couple of bowls) we were walking down the
er a major snowstorm, and I saw a man walking a dog.  Somehow it occured
to me that it wasn't real, and the man and dog DISSOLVED into a puddle
before my eyes.  I mentioned it to the others that were with me, and they
said they saw a dog and a man, and when I heard that, the dog and man
surfaced from the puddle, and came back into reality.  Weird.

I'm hoping to do a DXM extraction sometime soon, and perhaps try putting
DXM into capsules with extracted THC.  I don't know if it will work, so
if any of you have tried it, please share.  I'm hoping that they won't
react with each other in a way to render them ineffective... DXM + THC is
absolutely amazing, and worth trying.

I'd also like to add that I find DXM TOTALLY different from shrooms or
acid.  All three drugs are very different to me, and DXM is especially
removed from other drugs.  I would not compared DXM to anything else I've
tried, which includes pot, acid, shrooms, nutmeg, galanga (not VERY much
luck), and a few others...

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From: [e-mail] (Brafneez)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Morning Glory *and* DXM experienced
Date: 5 Mar 1995 01:24:42 -0500
Message-ID: <3jblfa$[e-mail]>

I'm posting this for a friend of mine: He thought you might like to know--
_________________________________________________
What I did on my Morning Glory and DXM trip.
by Brad Pit
Round about 3:30 on Friday I took a shot of Everclear which had about 275
morning glory seeds absorbed into it. I had done the extraction process as
outlined in the MG FAQ and was ready for a fun evening. A few hours later
I wasn't feeling anything except a small buzz but it didn't seem to be
going anywhere so I decided (cause I really wanted to have some fun tha
evening Yeah!) to take some Drixoral cough caps I had for just this
purpose.
          I have DXM'd several times before but never at the second level
as outlined (once again) in the excellent FAQ floating around these
cyber-waves. This night I decided to attain this level and in a period of
about a hour and a half I took about 26 caplets at 30mg of DXM per cap
that works out to approximately 780mg of DXM.
            The FAQ mentions that there is a "barrier" of around 700 mg in
which the light recreational effects of DXM turn into a more "heavy" high.
I can say without hesitation that this is most certainly true. Anyone who
has played around with lighter doses should be prepared for a much more
intense time after taking more than 700mg (Individual responses probably
vary).
           My transition from the real world to Roboworld was marked by a
"ripping" noise that tore through the air like a supersonic jet breaking
the speed barrier. Once I heard this noise nothing was "normal" for the
next seven or eight hours. I was affected by the need to turn out all the
lights and concentrate only on what was going through my head. I kept
playing music to keep some sort record of time.
          The DXM trip at these levels really isn't something one does for
"fun". For starters the disassociative aspect of DXM is highly pronounced.
Whenever I got up to move my body seemed to turn to rubber- there is a
major effect on your body movement while on DXM the brain doesn't really
want to control your movements so it's really up to your nervous system to
somehow propel you along. It seemed best to me to sit or lie down unless I
absolutely had too. At time though moving around was an enormous pleasure.
I remember kneeling down on the couch and lifting my head up and down in a
rhythmic sort of way.
            The way DXM affected my hearing/speaking/perceiving was
nothing short of astonishing. Everything I heard was tinged by a sort of
"flanging" effect that I had a great time playing with. Every time I spoke
I heard my words echo slightly and I was spontaneously creating these
weird rhythmic speech patterns that sounded like they were running through
a major special effects panel. I bet musicians who play on this stuff
could really expand some horizions.
             Mentally the trip never got bad but I suppose a person who's
never had a full-fledged acid trip would not be prepared for the effects
here. I repeat, it was really not "fun" in the traditional sense of the
word. At this point the Morning Glory makes it's brief and intriguing
appearance. About five or six hours into the experience I made my way into
my bedroom and turned on the  radio station. I couldn't quite cope with
all the stuff going on in my bedroom and I was starting to get tired. As I
was lying there I started to notice strange images and thoughts appearing
in my mind. These thoughts reminded me very much of those acid thoughts
you start to get at the end of a trip (you know when you *want* to get to
sleep but can't) and they were different from the things I had been
experienced during the last few hours. I know that the psychoactive
properties in Morning Glory are related to LSD and these images I was
seeing seemed to confirm that. They were less
harsh and insistent than acid visions and not unpleasant to follow (Some
examples include freezeframe expressions of the different Simpsons-Homer
screaming in fright, Lisa laughing. I also saw strange fish like creatures
swimming around in a golden sea. At one point I saw a flight of steps that
seemed to reach from the ground up to an infinite horizon)
     I eventually got to sleep and woke up a few hours later feeling
hungry. I toasted a bagel and watched a little t.v. and then went back to
sleep. At this point the effect of having my brain not wanting to deal
with moving my body was still there. Later when I woke up the effect was
gone and I was left with an odd floaty feeling that wasn't annoying and
probably will dissipate soon.
       All and all I recommend this experience only to people who prepare
themselves. Taking DXM at these levels is not something to be done on a
whim. However if you feel confident of yourself and would like to visit
another reality then go ahead and do it.

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From: [e-mail] (FREEMAN MICHAEL J)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: My recent DXM trip... 4 shots @ 360mg over 4 days :)
Date: 4 Mar 1995 05:29:32 GMT
Message-ID: <3j8trs$[e-mail]>

Hey there.. after reading the many responses to my question about
pre Robo stomach contents last week.... I decided to try hitting
the stuff again. Thanks for your many replies.. :)

On Saturday, Sunday, Monday & Tuesday nights I drank 4 oz of Robo
Maximum strength... this is 360mg each night..... I had absolutely
zero nausea... I ate like 2hrs before.... and downed the Robo with
cranberry juice each night..

It has been described that the morning after the user feels calm,
peacefull. Each night this feeling got progressively more intense..
I was still involved in 'the trip' during Tuesday's classes.. Things
could be described as 'awful' on Wednesday.... I was in another
world... I was taking notes.... but without the slightest interest
or ability to concentrate... I didn't care.

To my horror.... orgasm was impossible.... only until today... :)-.

I realize now that I really don't have memory of the events of Saturday
& Sunday... I remember that things were wacky when I was shaving though.

I would not suggest a 4 day trip for recreation... only if you really
need to escape from reality for a short period.
--
MJF

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From: [e-mail] (Christian Lee)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM-WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?
Date: 13 Mar 1995 01:07:22 GMT
Message-ID: <3k05sa$[e-mail]>

 I WAS WONDERING IF SOMEBODY COULD GIVE ME SOME ADVICE.  Last week I
 Drank about a half of an eight ounce bottle of Robitussin.(about 125 ml.
 Figure about 3mg of DXM per ml gave me about a 375mg dose.  It didn't
 kick in for about a half an hour, fourty five minutes, but when it did,
 I felt it(I think).  I found myself running up some stairs.  For some
 reason, it felt as though the stairs were moving UP, rather than me
 going up them. Like, my feet were staying at the same height, and THE
 STAIRS WERE MOVING! I felt as though I had great momentum, and was
 moving VERY fast.  Then I went to the arcade and played VIRTUA FIGHTER.
 Video games were so enthralling.  I was SO into it.  Later I smoked a
 bowl or two( with friends) and I was in and out of consciousness.  Like,
 I remember, but I don't.  I knew I was REALLY messed up, but nothing in
 particular:JUST GONE!  I drank it at about 8:00 pm-it was like the
 LONGEST NIGHT! Finally, at about 1:30, I TRIED to go to bed.  I was all
 alone and all I could think of was bad shit.  No money, bad grades...I
 couldn't sleep.  I laid in bed for like two and a half hours, thinking
 the world was coming down on me.  I was freaking out.  Finally I fell
 asleep for like two hours.  When I got up I was SO SICK. I even went to
 the campus infirmary.  I was sick till like 2:00 in the afternoon.  I
 was feeling like shit.  Tell me if it will always be like that, and if I
 can do anything to help it.  If I stay up and keep busy will I feel
 okay, and if I stay with people will it be alright, like if I do it in
 the morning or something, rather than at night?  Pleas tell me.

[long .sig deleted -cak]

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From: [e-mail] (Jeffrey Kirk)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: Morning Glory *and* DXM experienced
Date: 8 Mar 1995 03:24:39 GMT
Message-ID: <3jj81n$[e-mail]>

[quoted text deleted -cak]

I also tried a high-level DXM trip recently and experienced a similar
effect.  When I took a lower level of DXM (i.e. 300-400 mg), my reaction
was completely different.  At that level, I was very euphoric and
dancing and moving around a lot.

This past weekend, however, I tried a high-level trip.  I drank a full
bottle of Robitussin extra strength, which translates to about 700 mg of
DXM.  Like you, I felt a strong urge to turn off all the lights and lay
down and listen to music.  What I did was a little different, though.
For basically my whole trip I lay in bed with my headphones on, eyes
shut.  I had my CD changer on random and played a lot of 60s/70s songs,
i.e. the Doors and Zeppelin.  Each song sent me on a different little
trip in my head, where I totally got sucked into the music and kept
seeing these series of images which constantly changed.  On some of the
longer songs, i.e. the Doors' "The End", I went into a seriously intense
mind trip which reminded me of shrooming.  The evening ended quite
badly, though;  after laying down for so many hours, when I finally got
out of bed I had lost my sense of orientation and promptly had to puke.
 I ended up spending an hour or so in the bathroom.  Still, it was an
interesting experience and I'd be curious to see what a "third level"
trip would be like.

Jeff

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From: The Magus <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM + pot
Date: Fri, 17 Mar 1995 00:47:06 -0800
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>


  Last friday I tried 350mg of robo and got rather high at the same
time.  The next day I tried 1560mg of robo and some more weed.  It was an
interesting experience to say the least.  I had been going through some
of my old Amiga disks and came across the game 'Lemmings' and popped it
in the drive.  I started from the very beginning (since I no longer have
any idea were the sheet of paper is that I wrote the level codes down on
when I first played it a few years ago) and alternated swallowing
Drixorals and smoking bowls inbetween levels.  (I never realised that
that game would be so much fun when stoned!).  Later, I washed down the
Drixorals with some syrup and decided to logon and send my buddy some
email.  This endevor didn't last very long as I soon found myself
floating in a pink space with planets in beautiful pastel colors around
me.  My dorm room and everything in it were completely non existant.
I've roboed sevral times before and NEVER have I had visuals like that
WITH MY EYES OPEN.  Always I see things around me and only interpret them
differently; it's not until I close my eyes that I completely loose
myself.  The closest I have come to that in the past was when I was
triping on 1260mg and I thought I was in a forest.  But then my desk
and computer were in the forest with me.  This time I had no connection
with this world whatsoever.  When I came out of that hallucination I
decided the email thang just wasn't going to happen - can't type if I
can't see the keyboard!

  So I went over to my bed to smoke one last bowl.  I was lying on my
stomach and looking out the window.  For some reason I got it into my
head that I was a cat.  This didn't bother me.. felt perfectly normal in
fact.. I thought I had always been of the feline persuasion.

  Some time later (It's really hard for me to put the events of that
night together..  There are alot of gaps in my memory and what I do
remember I just remember as events without any kind of time stamp on
them) I was lying down listening to music and I had another full blown
vision like the pink space one...  oh boy, this is gonna be hard to
describe.. hummm  I was no longer in my body - I was just a conciousness
floating in space - and I was looking at a spiral.  It was like a spring
but instead of each loop being circular, they were perfect squares.  This
square spring extend out to infinity in both directions.  Each square
loop was flat on the top and bottom and thick..  as if somone had cut a
square spiral out of paper and pulled it out.  The loops were divided
into sections and each section was a window into another reality.  I was
looking at a portion of the spiral that had the window to this world.
Each window opened onto a different part of my existence: moving down the
coil, the window adjacent to the one I was looking at opened onto the
world of my life before this one and the next window after that revealed
my life before that and so on.  Likewise, moving up the coil, the window
adjacent to the one I was looking at revealed the my next life after this
one and the next window after that reavaled one more life and so on.  So,
up were my future lives and down were my past lives..

  heh, did you get any of that?

  The next thing that happened to me I'd like to mention because it was
rather scary.  Normally, I use the music comming through my headphones as
that one last thread of this reality.  I know that no matter what
happens, if I can still hear music then (a) my body is still alive and
functioning properly no matter what I may think and (b) I will always be
able to find my way back; there's no posibility of getting lost.  It's
like a security blanket.

  I had been looking at a large blue shape that was a sphere with a
concave trench dug out around its equator and there were movies playing
inside the trench that I was watching (I can't for the life of me
remember what they were unfortunately).  Suddenly, everything stopped
and.. oh man, here we go again..  I felt myself falling into the very fabric
of the universe.  As I was falling I had the vague notion that I was
dying.  It didn't bother me at the time and I was curious so I reached
out further with my mind.  It was like I was growing smaller and
smaller.. I shrunk down past the subatomic level.  And as my mind
reached.. outward?.. inward?.. downward? I dunno..  I touched something.
Unfortunately I only retained part of the feeling and nothing more.. but
I remember being overwhelmed.  I really wish I could remember more of
it.  Any words I could use to describe what I felt just don't seem to
correctly describe it..  a surge of energy and a feeling of 'correctness'
like I actually belonged somewhere for once.  Anyway, the full meaning of
my earlier thought of death sunk in.  I was sure I had died and I felt
that if I stayed there any longer I'd never get back.  I pulled myself
away, which was no easy task because I didn't want to leave.. it felt so
good there.. so right.  But once I made that initial move, I started
racing back faster than I had come.  I found myself floating above my
body and looking down at it.  It was then that I realized that I wasn't
hearing any music..  In fact, when I thought about it, I couldn't rember
hearing any music during that entire trip.. my security blanket was gone
and I freaked out.

  In a frenzy I forced myself back into my body and with some difficulty
managed to open my eyes.  I could hear the music once again but this was
little consolation since my body was cold.. felt like I had been lying
outside with my clothes off.  And I couldn't feel any part of it.. not
even the familliar beating of my heart (yes, I know this is normal for
robo but I was in a big paranoia fit at the time and the MJ wasn't
helping).  I tried to reach over and feel my heart, but i only got my arm
a few inches off the bed before it feel limply at my side.  That did it..
I was really scared now and I was sure that my heart had stopped and if
it hadn't yet it was real close to it and I only had seconds left on this
earth.  I decided my only chance at survival was to try and get my body
moving to keep my heart stimulated.  I gathered up all my willpower and
with one big effort managed to sit up.  I pulled the headphones off, got
out of bed and started jumping up and down..  Then I did some push ups..
I did those push ups like a wild man; thinking that if I stopped, my heart
would stop and I would die.

  Eventually I calmed down enough to think, "if you can do all these push
ups, your body must be alright."  So I sat back on my bed and just for
peace of mind I checked my pulse (by this time I had come down enough
that I could accomplish this task.. still had to close one eye though
because of that double vision).  It was at a low 47 bpm..
and I had just been exercising not too long ago!  my body was still cold
and numb but 47 is a good healthy pulse rate (my norm is around 52-55
resting) so I had a cigarette and then went to bed.

  The next day I woke up late.. late enough that my vision was back to
normal.  But my body felt wierd.  felt all tingly all over like there was
a layer of helium just under my skin.  And when I walked I felt like I
was sloshing around inside it.  I went outside and everything was new to
me.  The world engaged my senses like never before.. sight, smell,
hearing, touch.. it was pure sensory overload.  I passed by a group of
people and a wave of energy hit me that nearly knocked me to my knees.
This happened several more times but each time it was less intense until
I could stand next to someone again and only feel mild sensations within
me.

  It is now 5 days since then, and my body still feels different.  My
overactive senses have managed to return to normal, but I still feel like
I'm sloshing around in my body.. even now while I'm sitting down.  And I
still have that helium feeling only it's no longer all over my whole body
at once.. it's localized to various areas and those areas are constantly
moving around. I played some vball and it dosen't seem to affect my
coordnation.. in fact I feel that I can use my body better now than I
could before (a good thing too 'cause I've gotta play away games in Reno
and Chico this weekend..  I'd hate to have to explain to the team that I
can no longer play ball because I roboed to hard and fucked my body up!)

  I wasn't expecting this to turn out to be so long..  but I just had to
share this experience.. I couldn't keep it to myself any longer.  I hope
I didn't bore y'all too much! 8)

     peace.

              -Tarik

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From: [e-mail] (Robin Brankey)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM
Date: 19 Mar 1995 02:09:24 GMT
Message-ID: <3kg3ok$[e-mail]>

    Hi, I wanted to post this bit of info on my last DXM trip
    becuase it was a really cool discovery for me, and I have not
    read anything else about it.

    I had just got home from work and decided to do DXM, so I
    took about 600mg and went downstairs and turned on the radio
    to wait for it to begin.  Well, I guess what happened next is
    I fell asleep before I started tripping.
    Boy, about 3-4 hours later I woke up from having the most
    incredible dreams\ hallucinations ever!  The best part was that
    the dreams were under my control {even the really funky ones}.
    While dreaming, I had started to make my own, and have fun with
    the ~normal~ ones.  They were very imaginative, creative,
    and about the most visually clear dreams I have ever had.
    And what is even better, the music on the radio, influenced my
    later dreams so that the theme of the song was somtimes the
    visual side of the dream I was having.

    Well anyway, I later found out by experimenting, that if you
    choose songs with good themes or stories in them you could
    almost live them while they sang.  I find that to be a
    very wonderful side of DXM, I can not wait until next time.


    I hope I was not just late in finding this out, but I thought it
    worth while to post it anway. Thanks. Comments welcome.

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From: [e-mail] (Torch)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM experience
Date: 20 Mar 1995 05:06:32 GMT
Message-ID: <3kj2go$[e-mail]>

I had a very interesting experience with DXM last Friday
night.  I had two friends over and we split 16 ounces three ways -
157 mg each.  We started watching an old movie we remembered
from out childhood - The Last Unicorn.  About halfway through
the movie the effects set in, and the story became very hard to
follow, but watching all the animation was cool.  After the movie
we started talking and had all kinds of conversations... We thought
about a cure for aids, discussed our fears of being æbig peopleÆ
(growing up, going to college), and many other things I canÆt
remember.  A few hours later my two friends split 75 mg more
each; I didnÆt want any because I was feeling nauseous from
drinking the syrup earlier.   About an hour after that we each took
three pills, but one of my friends took 4.  That fourth one seemed
to push him over into the third plateau, because he talked about all
of his weird feelings and all of the other things he could not
explain.  About half an hour into his being on the third plateau the
sun began to rise and we decided it was time to sleep.  We laid
down and my friend started talking about all the strange things he
saw when he closed his eyes -- I donÆt remember exactly what he
said.  A little later he started saying some really weird shit - "IÆm
gonna ram your boat!  Watch out!"  WeÆd say back to him, "Ram
it!  Ram it!"  Then he started babbling about how he was a
mescalibur worm.  We didnÆt know what the hell he was talking
about but I was extremely tired so I told my other friend to tell him
a story that ended in him sleeping.  At this point my tripping
friend was flying through space as this worm, so my other friend
told him a story about going into a space station and seeing NASA
beds.  He laid down in the NASA beds, they were very
comfortable, and he fell soundly asleep.  He was quiet for a little
while and we thought it worked, but then he started screaming
"Oh, shit!  Oh, shit!"  We were worried about him so we tapped
him trying to wake him up but he wouldnÆt stop and he kept
talking about how he was a mescalibur worm and his job was to go
through the green tunnels very fast.  We stood him up and he still
thought he was that worm, so we started to freak out recalling
stories about people who have tripped on acid and thought they
were a dog or an orange for the rest of their life.  We held him and
started saying "Your name is Christian Huey, and youÆre not a
worm, your a human being.  YouÆre a HUMAN BEING.  Now
what are you?"  And he would reply "A human being."  We said
"Not a mescalibur worm.." and he would gasp and look really
scared... It took us about 30 minutes to convince him that he was a
human and not a worm.  We turned on the TV and had him watch
it, explaining that the animals he saw on it were humans, just like
he was.  Then we started playing Piggy by NIN and let him sing
along to it so he could participate in something familiar to him (we
got kind of worried when the lyrics were ænothing can stop me
now, æcause I donÆt care, any moreÆ  It turned out that he wasnÆt
paying attention to the words, just singing along.)
    This whole time I was scared out of my mind... I didnÆt know
how to explain to his mother that he now thought he was a
mescalibur worm and all he talked about was flying through
tunnels.  When he finally came out of it he told us about the
experience of going through the green tunnels, and then flying
through space and sleeping in NASA beds.
    The whole experience was frightening but fun to look back
on.  After we brought him back I tried to sleep and saw some
interesting things myself.  I saw this strange string made up of
many long, intertwined fibers, and I was that string.  I had to
destroy all of the squares of the quilt I was covered with or else I
couldnÆt fall asleep.  And if I couldnÆt even do that, some voice
told me, I was worthless.  And later as I was asleep I had to put my
head on red glowing squares or else my body wouldnÆt metabolize
the DXM.  It did this, but the squares disappeared one by one until
there were none left, and then I was worried that I wouldnÆt be able
to get rid of it.
    I slept ætill two the next day and when I awoke I felt strange
all day.  The next day (today) I felt fine, and my bad-trip friend
seemed to suffer no ill-effects from his experience, but he is
reluctant to try DXM again.
    Has anyone else had any bad experiences with this stuff?
IÆve never tried the dosage my friend did and now IÆm somewhat
reluctant to, although I believe that because of my personality I
would never forget that I was on a drug no matter how strange my
trips became and thus never be lost in them.


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Date: Mon, 20 Mar 1995 14:45:07 EST
From: Derf <[e-mail]>
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Another DXM trip

well, here goes my weekly DXM trip report! hehehehee...
this one was pretty boring.(420mg) it started getting good around 2:30am
and i was already REALLY tired, so i didnt get alot of good visuals like
i usually do. anyone else ever have this happen??? but the one cool
thing that i remember from last night was the conversation with my friends
ducks. yeah, sounds odd... but these ducks convinced me that they were the
keepers of time or something to that effect, and that they could control
time itself. i remember chatting to these ducks at great length in my mind.
other than that, the trip was pretty disapointing. i cant really figure out
for sure why i didnt see as much as i usually do! could it have been because
i was really tired? that really sucks... the goofy visuals are the biggest
reason i do the stuff, and now im not even sure if i'll get em any more =(
well, gotta go see if the ducks remember me...
fred

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Mon, 20 Mar 1995 20:12:12 UTC
Subject: DXM (was Re: DXM + pot)

[quoted text deleted -cak]

Ok, I'll do that thing. Lately I've become a big fan of low-dosage
(300 mg, I weigh 160 lb, and have a very low threshold for every
drug I've ever tried) DXM trips. I guess "trip" isn't quite the right
word...at that dosage, it's more like a buzz, admittedly a buzz with
interesting cognitive effects.

Here is a log from a recent 300 mg experience:

3:30 - 4:00 pm -- Took 10 Drixoral cough caps while reading alt.drugs.
  I used the timer on my watch to give me a beep every 3 minutes. At
  each beep, I took a cap, with water. This was about two hours after
  a light lunch (a 6" veggie & cheese sub from Subway).

4:45 -- Began to feel a bit dizzy. Noticed a tendency to smile at
  nothing.

5:15 -- Definitely feeling a buzz. I played a computer game for 15
  minutes. When I stood up, I practically launched myself out of
  my chair! My limbs felt very light. I felt like I could jump up
  and hit my head on the ceiling (though I didn't...I was also feeling
  very relaxed.)

6:00 -- Had dinner. Ate *very* slowly, and about half the usual amount.
  Talked to my wife at great length about exponential growth (I think
  she was laughing at me).

During this whole period (5:30 till I went to bed), I felt my thoughts
frequently "spinning off." Like I would be thinking about one thing,
and it would lead to a complicated spin-off, that in turn would lead
to another spin-off etc. I had a vision involving mathematical
processes.  Hmmm, how to explain? Consider a convergent infinite sum
(like 1/i^2, for i running from 1 to infinity). The sum tells you to
add a term, add another term, add another and another and another,
forever. But instead, you can just "do the sum" and get the answer (2,
in this case).  By this act of abstraction, you short circuit the
process of infinitely adding terms. So I imagined doing the same with
the act of abstraction itself. This leads to an infinite series of
abstractions of abstractions. So do the same to that one! And so
forth... I guess you had to be there...

7:00 - 8:00 -- While my wife put the kids to bed, I lay down on the
  floor with the headphones, listening to Counting Crows, Dire
  Straits, Koyaanisqatsi, and Brandenburg concertos. Really got into
  it. As has frequently been noted on alt.drugs, music is greatly
  enhanced by DXM.

8:00 - 9:00 -- Played a 2-player computer game with my wife (Oxyd). We
  had a great time!

9:00 -- Smoked a bowl. At first it seemed to cloud up my thoughts, but
  later I felt even better than before. Watched some TV, but couldn't
  handle the raw stupidity.

9:30 -- Took a hot shower. Felt great. Afterwards, very relaxed. Talked
  with my wife for about an hour, then just lay down on the couch with
  my eyes closed.

12:00 -- Went to bed, slept great.

That was it. Never felt any nausea. The next day I felt fine, the
effects were completely gone.

Thank you for reading my (not so) little posting.
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From: [e-mail] ([e-mail])
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: DXM + pot
Date: 20 Mar 1995 19:16:49 -0500
Message-ID: <3kl5th$[e-mail]>

[quoted text deleted -cak]

Well, a FOAF's experience over a recent weekend won't sound so
insightful compared to that of the originator of this thread (whose
post was damn interesting and well-written, I agree).  However, here
goes.  The dosage was about 700 mg -- the most FOAF had ever choked
down.  After experiencing the normal start-up body stone and
perceptual distortions, he fell asleep.  Now picture yourself waking
up in the Abyss.  You are an amnesiac.  You can remember only the
following facts:

1)  You are something called a "human being" (although you're not
    quite sure what that is).
2)  Your name, and how to spell it.
3)  The name of your employer.
4)  The fact that it is something called "Saturday night" -- or is
    it "Sunday night"?  This is important because you must be back
    to something called "work" on Monday!  Except for this disconcerting
    notion, the concept of time is irrelevent to you.
5)  Vague awareness of the fact that the reason you are here (in this
    Abyss) is because you took some sort of drug.
6)  Vague awareness that there is another reality somewhere, where
    your body is located (in which you belong).  If you do not
    get back to it, eventually it will be found and taken to an place
    called a "hospital" and there will be much unpleasantness when
    at last you return.

Now picture yourself spending several hours lapsing between
unconsciousness and consciousness, your amnesiac trip through the Abyss
seemingly beginning anew each time you wake up.  You have no idea
how many of these cycles you have gone through, or how many more
you must endure.  Perhaps this is the whole of existance?  But no,
you vaguely recall the fact numbered 6 above.  This nightmare
existence lasts until eventually you begin realizing you are finally
coming back to that thing called "reality".  Next time you wake up,
you are almost there and the amnesia is gone (for which you are
most deeply relieved).

As for the physical appearance of this personal hell -- well, it
a series of enormous, dim dingy rooms through which you float.
They look like giant basements, often streaked with stains and filled
with rubble.  Sometimes you see something else to break up the
monotony.  FOAF won't bother describing them, but suffice it to say
you don't appreciate the strangeness of them at the time (since
you've lost the memories of reality by which you could compare
them).  Flowing columns of streaky, stainy gunk are common, dismal
sights.  Yuck.

This is experience FOAF is not eager to repeat.  The amnesia was
definitely something he'd not experienced (at least, not to the
point of crises) in previous trips.  FOAF intends to lay off
the "dark hallucinogen" for a while.

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From: [e-mail] (Jason McAninch)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM trip
Date: Fri, 24 Mar 1995 23:11:21 GMT
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

    Went tripping today on 900mg DXM.  Quite a bit of fun.  Started my trip
during the daytime to see exactly what it was like during the day.  Things
were very bright and I found myself absolutely enamoured with the clouds
floating overhead and the sun setting in the west.  Sat on the roof and stared
at the sky for about an hour (2-3 P.M.) Then, a slight case of the stomach
willies got me and I barfed my lunch off of a two story building.  Other than
that, I have been riding a very wonderful golden wave for the past few hours.
I do have a question to ask though:  Does anyone else when tripping
exclusively on DXM feel "itchy"?  I felt very itchy for the first few
hours...now it has settled down and I feel much more comfortable.  Just
watching my pure azure sky settle over my head and the sun set in my face.

        Still riding the wave,
                                             Jason

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From: [e-mail] (Paul R. Gentieu)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM trip account (long)
Date: 26 Mar 1995 04:26:59 GMT
Message-ID: <3l2qej$[e-mail]>

  A 155 lb. FOAF of mine recently had a DXM trip which he related
as follows (note: this FOAF also gave me the notebook he kept while
tripping and told me to quote from it freely, although he's
embarrassed by some of the entries).

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  At 7 p.m., on a mostly empty stomach (he had last eaten at 12:30),
he drank 6 oz. of Vicks 44 cough syrup for a DXM dosage of about
525 mg. While he waited for the effects to come on he listened to
music. He certainly "enjoyed" it, but felt nothing like euphoria. He
started feeling his first effects around 8:30, noting "definite
rubber-body sensations." Half an hour later, after a loud clap of
(real) thunder "scared the living crap out of" him, he noticed a
surging, vibrating sensation in his muscles, and a general body
speediness. The effects were mostly physical at this point.

  9:15: "Hey, what is this? I just coughed."

  Perceptive effects started to become apparent. Music seemed to be
less ambient, more "attached" to the speakers; the room no longer
contained music as a whole but two units of music. He took a few
more swigs from his second bottle of cough syrup as he noticed his
3D perception deteriorating. By 9:30 he was enjoying simply walking
around. "I'm doing the grandfather walk and waddling."

  9:35: He finished the second bottle, for a total DXM dose of 700 mg.
Sometime around here his clothes felt uncomfortably warm, moist, and
sticky, and he changed into a t-shirt and shorts. Mental effects were
strong now; he began to write more, though writing itself was more
difficult since he was losing physical coordination.

  "I feel really 'stoned' now, and it's always strange to see
   such facticity as a toilet in this state."

  The ambiance of music continued to diminish:

  "Music really went away into its own sucking holes. It doesn't
   escape far out into the room before it falls to the ground."

  At 9:45 he went to the door to see if his cat wanted in; this
happened like a normal automatic process (i.e., have thought, get
up, walk to door) except for the extreme strangeness of his gait,
which he only became conscious of near the end of his movement and
which astonished him. It was nothing like a drunken stagger; he walked
almost on his toes, with legs bowed and feet about 3 feet apart, and
with an exaggerated left-right bobbing.

  Music "came back" for one song and he felt like square dancing.
Then it went away again. He noted that rhythm seemed to be very
important.

  9:50: "Smell note- I just farted and the place smells like an
outhouse that hasn't been emptied for a month and has not had any
sort of modern sanitizer device installed. But the smell
disappeared quickly."

  And then in his notebook he goes on to complain about how his
memory is deteriorating and that he's finding it hard to write more
than one sentence about anything. He felt annoyed that he had
experienced a host of interesting stimuli but forgot them before
he could get to his notebook. In fact his memory seemed to be
worse here than at any other time during the trip (it got better
later even as the trip intensified).

  10:10: "The splatter on the bathroom mirror seemed extraordinary.
I wondered what caused it- I thought something I'd done today must
have done it. It was just toothpaste splatter. Flying toothpaste
particles mixed with water and being shot through the air by the
toothbrush bristles."

  In the next few minutes, the trip took on a different character.
He became physically inactive, lying down on the floor, and
external events seemed to matter less and less. Though music was
still playing, he was barely conscious of it. At around 10:20,
he began to experience a fairly deep dissociative effect, becoming
a "free-floating 'I'," his body sinking back into an indifferent
realm of matter and flesh.

  This free-floating "I" was unique in that, though it was
definitely an "I", it also lacked all subjectivity. He experienced
this deeply, but feels it is impossible to explain. His mind
itself joined his body in the indifferent realm, becoming "just
a thing, not too complicated." When he looked at his body, it
seemed like a thing that just happened to be there at the time,
coincidentally there with the "I". He thought about such things as
suicide and murder and was somewhat puzzled that such a big deal
was made of them in the human world. They were merely destruction
of matter. When he began to consider all the attention the world
was devoting to "human issues" in general, he was genuinely perplexed.
How strange to worry so much about living bodies, humans!

  At 10:35, covering his ass for these objectionable thoughts, he
wrote of them: "Not very serious, just a thought train. But it's
incredible how removed the 'I' feels from this lump of flesh."

  He explored this a bit further:

  "This lump of flesh is my surrogate, a carrier. It hoists me
up on its shoulders and carries me through the marketplace."

  "There are a lot of living bodies in the world. What is life?
It's just a process. Something in the FAQ about the complete
annihilation of the self comes to mind. I seem to feel it."
- Yet, there was no anxiety associated with this.

  "My TIME seems to have shrunk- I only seem to have existed for
a day. Not 26 years. That is incomprehensible. Strange- work on
the body for 26 years, etc., - where is it? what is it?"

  He then turned to other things. He developed a slight fear
that a cop would begin pounding on his door- he felt that his
altered state was diffusing through the walls of his apartment
and into the outside world, where it would surely attract
attention.

  By 11:15, he was noticing the physical again. His balance was
severely disrupted, and his visual field seemed to update with
smearing sluggishness. He sensed his mouth and teeth as a unit;
he could no longer discern anything but a unit when he moved his
tongue around inside his mouth. He felt a strange sensation he
called "swimcap head."

  The trip still seemed to be on the upswing. He wrote in short
bursts- "intense trip- extreme," "SEVERE loss of balance,"
"don't know if these words are getting to paper," "just seems
to keep increasing in intensity, intensity."

  He felt giddy and exuberant, but nonetheless wrote:

  "Anxiety: This is where I live NOW! it's an apartment! People
will see me living in it! Reminds me of life, like a [illegible]."
He can't remember what was going through his head while he wrote
this.

  At 11:50 he noticed that his pupils were greatly dilated, and
his eyes seemed bugged out, making his appearance very strange
and disturbing; later he found that he would also unknowingly
raise his eyebrows whenever he looked in the mirror. His neck
felt swollen and bloated. He found it nearly impossible to write,
but could do it better if he covered one eye, though the notebook
then seemed to shrink to 1.2" x 1.2".

  12ish: "still tripping heavily"
  12:45: "still heavily stoned"
   1:00: "HUMAN reality. I'll be sliding back to this soon. I
really felt outside of the human, the biological human. Human
life is what I need to look into. The 'I' is slipping back into
the body."

  He wrote no more, and at 1:30 went to bed. He still felt strong
effects, but sleep was coming easily. As his relaxation grew
deeper and he spent long periods without moving, he often felt
a sensation that his innards had become disordered or relocated
to improper places. But at the slightest movement they instantly
reordered themselves. He felt no other effects apart from his
general stone, and by 2:15 or so he was asleep.

  The next morning he had a slight hangover, and his gait was
still mildly disturbed. His pupils were dilated all day. He
felt a bit spent, but didn't really mind since he was experiencing
a fine afterglow from his trip, which on the whole he greatly
enjoyed.

EOT

--
Paul Gentieu
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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Sun,  2 Apr 1995 06:55:59 UTC
Subject: Negative DXM experience

Recently I decided to experiment with DXM as a recreational drug.
Although the initial experience was not negative, I am now becoming a bit
frightened.  You see, it has been more than 54 hours since I took the DXM,
and yet I am still feeling the effects.  I'll get into the details of how
I feel right now at the end of this article, let me tell you that I am
still feeling slightly light-headed and numb.

Before I relate to you my story, however, let me tell you a bit about myself.

I am 16 years old, white, male, and I weigh about 80 kg (180 lb).  I'm a
good student, a junior in high school with a GPA of 3.8 and in many
honors/AP classes.  I have experimented with marijuana and LSD in the
past.  I'm not currently on any sort of medication.

And now my story:  (all names are changed to protect the guilty.)

Wednesday, March 29th

3:00 PM: School gets out.  After reading about dextromethorphane in the DXM
         FAQ and some positive stories from someone I met up in the city,
         I decided to go out to Long's drugs and buy some Drixoral gelcaps.
         I told my friend (who will now be known as Andy) about DXM, and he
         was interested, too.  I drove Andy and myself over to Longs, where
         we split the cost of a 20 pack of Drixoral Cough.  We then drove back
         to Andy's house.  Andy actually lives with a foster family.  Back at
         the house, Andy's foster brother Sam was home with a female friend
         named Pam.  We told Sam about the Drixoral, but he scoffed at us for
         "stooping" to the level of cough syrup.  This from a guy who used to
         get high from Vick's inhalers.
4:30 PM: Since nothing important is happening at school the next day, we decide
         to each take 5 caplets.  That's 150 mg DXM, or 1.875 mg/kg.  Andy
         weighs less than I do.  Regardless, we figured this to be a rather
         tame dosage to take, so we swallowed the caplets with water and
         went outside with Sam and Pam.  We talked, listened to music, etc.
5:15 PM: We don't feel any affects.  We get the idea that this isn't going to
         work at all (we had a failed Morning Glory experience 5 days earlier)
         so we each take 5 more gelcaps, finishing off the box.  We have now
         taken a total of 300 mg DXM, which for me is 3.75 mg/kg.  Discouraged,
         we recall that pot is supposed to help enhance the effects of DXM.
         We get out our bong, and scrape out the resin so we can smoke it.  Sam
         has some shake left in the bottom of a suede leather bag, so we put
         it along with the scraped off resin in cigarette paper and stick the
         whole wad in the bowl.
5:45 PM: All four of us smoke out, getting quite pleasantly stoned.  Andy and
         I have given up on the DXM, although we did notice that neither of us
         coughed at all when we smoked, unlike Sam and Pam.  It truly is a good
         cough supressant.
7:00 PM: We've been eating and watching TV for a bit, but nothing is on.  We
         get up.  Andy and I look at each other.  We don't feel stoned.  We
         feel something more.  We go upstairs to Sam's room and listen to some
         music.  Andy and I feel good.  Really good.  Sam and Pam go out to have
         a walk.  My memory of the evening begins to get fuzzy
7:30 PM: I call my house and leave a message on the machine that I won't be
         coming home at 8, but that I'll be home at 10.
8:00 PM: Music feels really good.  I'm seeing hallucinations now.  The neat
         part about them is that I can control them, something I didn't
         experience on LSD.  I've also lost my appetite.  I try to force down
         a cookie, but I can't.  I'm very thirsty, however.  I drink some water.
8:30 PM: I'm completely delerious by now.  I feel insanly good, and I'm getting
         a definite visual phlanging effect.  We both feel feverish.  I also
         feel vasoconstricted in my lips and hands.  Music is losing it's
         euphoric quality, but movement is great.  Andy and I go out for a
         walk in the hills.  Depth perception is gone, and I am getting
         double vision.  Focusing on things is difficult.
9:45 PM: We get back to the house, and I need to go home, as Sam's mother has
         returned home.  As usual, I am stuck driving in my VW Bug back home.
         The drive in uneventful.  I don't run any stop signs, I don't see any
         cops, and I go the speed limit.
10:00 PM:I home.  I am able to talk with my father successfully.  I am still
         very thirsty, so I drink a couple more glasses of water.  I brush my
         teeth and at 10:30 I go to bed.


Thursday, March 30

6:30 AM: I haven't slept a wink.  I am still tripping.  Over the past 8 hours
         I have tossed and turned, feeling very good, although a bit anxious.
         Getting up and walking around every so often has felt nice.  I enjoy
         some more hallucinations. Then I realize that I'm going to have to
         drive to school still under the effects of DXM.  I'm a bit worried
         now, but guess I'm just experiencing the "hangover."
6:45 AM: I take a shower.  Neat experience.  Felt weird.
7:00 AM: I go to the kitchen to get breakfast.  My parents are up.  I attempt
         to talk with them, but I have trouble forming sentances.  I shut up.
         I make myself half a quesadilla, and force down about half of it.  I
         have no appetite, but I don't want to come down not having eaten
         anything.  I drink some more water.
7:30 AM: I drive to school.  Pretty easy, although I still have a hard time
         focusing on things directly.
8:00 AM: School begins.  I'm still light-headed and feeling "good."  I want
         it to stop.  I take a math quiz on limits.  I feel like I'm taking
         forever to do it, but I finish in less than 10 minutes (about 10
         minutes before everyone else.)  My perception of time is still a
         little strange.
10:00 AM:I confer with Andy.  He is no longer feeling any effects.  We also
         come to believe that I felt it more strongly than he did the night
         before.  My eyes still move slightly independantly.
3:00 PM: I return home from school.  I'm stil feeling strange.
3:30 PM: I finally take a nap, the first sleep I've gotten in 33 hours.
5:30 PM: I wake up.  I feel much better.  My vision is totally normal again.
         I call Andy up, let him know I'm okay.
6:30 PM: Dinner.  I interact with parents again and babble a bit.
9:00 PM: I make brownies.  It's a lot of fun.  I'm feeling the effects of DXM
         a little stronger again.  I'm getting a little frightened that my
         trip has gone for over 24 hours, so I call Andy up.  We talk.  I
         continue to see slight hallucinations in the dark (breathing walls,
         shifting shadows.)
10:45 PM:I've been watching TV with my Mom for a while, and now I'm beginning
         to feel a little stranger.  I'm twitching a bit.  Having things touch
         me feels very good.
11:15 PM:In bed.  Fatigued, but not sleepy.  I end up writing in bed for about
         two hours.  I'm in a state of what I would call ecstasy.  The sheets
         on my skin feel unbelievable good.  Certain parts of me feel numb,
         however, especially around my genitals.  Hallucinations have stopped.


Friday, March 31

1:45 AM: This is the last time I remember looking at the clock for a while.
3:30 AM: I wake up for a bit.  I've stopped writhing.
7:30 AM: My dad comes in, wakes me up.  I'm late, having slept through my alarm
         clock.
8:00 AM: I just make it to school on time.  I'm very jittery.  I blame all my
         remaining symptoms on lack of sleep -- I've gotten about 5 hours of
         sleep in the past 48.  I stutter a bit when I speak.  My hands shake.
12:00 PM:I get progressivly worse as the day goes on.  I'm having troubles
         coping with people.  I go home.
2:00 PM: I nap until 5:00.  I feel slightly better.



This all leads up to me now.  I've been typing this up for about an hour.
I started at 11:15 PM.  Here's my current situation.  I am tired and
woozy.  I
feel numbish all over -- not totally number, and I still feel pain
(pinching) just fine, but gently touching and squeezing of my body feels
strange.  I am
developing a headache, but I'm loathe to take any medication right now.
My hair is stil  sensitive to touch (scalp hair, arm hair, etc.) but the
actual skin underneath isn't.  The effect is most pronounced in my scalp
skin, forehead, nose, face, arms and genitals.  I still have feeling in
all these places, it is
just a different type of "feel", but it is different.  I still feel pain
normally, however.

Worst of all, I'm getting sort of used to feeling this way.  I begin to forget
that I'm not quite all here.  Then I'll realize that I don't feel like I
normally do.

I apologize if this gets harder to read as my article continues.  I'm
finding it more and more difficult to type.  Also I am having trouble
concentrating.  I going to go to sleep.

********

I didn't get a chance to send this off last night.  It is now 6:30 PM
Saturday, and I'm feeling better.  I'm still lightheaded and slightly numb,
however.

Wow, a 72 hour "trip."  I wasn't expecting this.


Anyways, that's my story.  E-mail me if you have any comments.



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Date: Mon, 10 Apr 1995 06:05:22 UTC
Subject: My DXM experience

(This is my third attempt at posting this.)

> Okay...here's a little story 'bout the DXM experiences of me and a
> friend. We'll call him Bob and me Doug.
>
> We each consumed 4oz (125ml) of Benylin DM. CHecked to make sure the only
> medicinal ingredient was DXM (it was DXM HBr). Had 3mg per ml, so we
> ended up taking 375mg DXM each.
>
> Bob had an empty stomach, and had been up for 32 hours straight by the
> time he drank his share. I had had 2 slices of pizza 2.5 hours
> beforehand. Bob is 6'2" 195lbs, and I'm 6'3" 210 lbs...so we each ended up
> taking about 4mg/kg.
>
> That should do it for data about us and what we took. Now for the
> "experience". Had a log I kept to keep track...
>
> 40 minutes in:Bob feels more awake after a catnap. Sez he's really alert,
> which is amazing because he's only had a 20 minute nap in the last 33
> hours. I feel nothing. I'm starting to get pissed off.
>
> 1 hour: Me:"Still nothing, except for a bit of an upset stomach. What a
> ripoff."
>
> 1 hour 15 minutes: Me:"Nothing for me...I feel a little different. The
> keys (on the keyboard) feel slightly different. Bob is nauseous. Sez if
> he gets up he'll honk."
>
> About this time I also had to go to the bathroom really bad. Hell, why
> gild the lily- I felt like I was gonna shit my pants. Over the next hour
> (1.5-2.5 after taking the DXM) I had the worst runs of my life. Same
> thing with Bob. Bob:"This sucks and I've never had the runs worse in my
> entire life including India." (Bob had travelled to India previously and
> had been hospitalized for Dysentry.)
>
> 1 hour 45 minutes: Me: "Feel a little different. Probably feel more
> different after a couple beers though. This sucks."
>
> 2 hours: I start to itch. Starts at the head and moves down to shoulders
> and arms. Not unpleasant, but not fun either. The itching stayed for the
> next 20 hours. Bob reports no itch.
>
> 3 hours: Bob: "This sucks...the only trip that I rode was the hike up
> the stairs to the can where I could contemplate on how stupid this was.
> The last 2 minutes of Scarface cheered me up somewhat....the weirdest
> thing though was that while I was in the can I started to realize that
> this could have been worse-we could've paid for the damn cough syrup
> ourselves."
>
> Me:"This sucks sucks sucks...the worst runs I've ever had and itches.
> That's it."
>
> 3 hours 30 minutes: Bob: "The music seems to ring a little clearer..." I
> have my doubts, but it does seem a little richer. COuld all be in my head
> though.
>
> 4 hours: Me: "Time actually seems to have slowed down. I think we're just
> bored."
>
>
> And that ended our DXM experience. Not exactly a thrill. About all it did
> to us (besides get the shits) was make us overuse the word "suck". But
> that's understandable, under the circumstances.
>
> Anyway, any feedback is appreciated. If there's something we did horribly
> wrong that made us get the runs, I'd like to know. I don't remember
> seeing anything about THAT particular side effect in the FAQ. Bob and I
> had different things to eat, so I know it wasn't the food.
>
> This was our first experience with any recreational drug (unless alcohol
> counts).
>
> That's about it, I guess.
>
> -"Doug"
>
>
> (Note: I sent this off to the guy who wrote the FAQ, and he says it was
> probably the Benylin syrup that caused all the shitting. So don't drink it.)
>
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From: [e-mail] (JEastJimmy)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM: You will want to read this.
Date: 10 Apr 1995 14:22:03 -0400
Message-ID: <3mbt0b$[e-mail]>

FOMF told my friend the following, and I thought I would share it with
you:

" 6'2", 215 pounds, male. 2nd DXM experience. First experience was with
600mg DXM in Robo Max Strength Cough. Went to a club on the first
experience. Was like being drunk with the following exceptions: mentally
alert, more euphoric, more interested in environment, and NO hangover the
next morning.

"Second experience was quite different. Ate a little less before the trip.
Took 600mg in Drixoral Cough and 300mg in Vicks 44 (DXM/10% alc. only
ingredients). Kicked in in about one hour. Friend calls, asks how to
decompress the new AOL software. Extremely diffucult to explain, kept
getting lost, noticed saying "where are you now" a lot. But toward the end
of the call I notice my living room (with dimmed lights) expanded into an
endless orange-red horizon with colored clouds. Felt like I was God. Told
friend that too, but he didn't care 'cause finally got the software to
work; think he said "yeah, you are pretty good with this stuff".Got off
the phone (finally) and away I went.

"Started with the "oh, God" stuff and "this is soooooooo cool". Everything
started to pixelate. A good comparison would be a very bad JPEG image
rendering. Felt suddenly attached to my dog. Pet him, and his hair felt
like jello. Felt like my hands went inside and through objects. Started
walking around and noticed that my house turned into some sort of
"kingdom" of which I was a VERY small part of (it seemed so much bigger
and more powerful than self). Started getting very attached to it. After a
few I laid down and looked at the ceiling. Dead. Looked around, and
NOTHING MOVED. Everything seemed dead. Had to call my dog over from the
doorway to the side of the bed to see if he was still alive. He came, He
walked 10 feet yet only caught about three or four frames of it. Pet his
jello hair and told him how much I loved him repeatedly. Laid back and
WHAM! Felt like whole mind was taken apart, "turned off", dead, etc. Felt
non-human; felt like  was just electricity, an electric presence with no
physical being (similar to the "lawnmower man" thing). Felt like self was
the Internet; could communicate with anyone desired by thought alone. Was
VERY euphoric. Then, piece by piece, felt it being put back together as it
gave me the opportunity to examine each piece. Very very interesting.
Walked around, and looked inside each room (4 bedrooms). It was like
walking around inside self and each room was a different part of mind.
Profoundly associated each room with a distinct feeling. Dog followed, and
loved him for that, continuously pet him. Very 2-dimensional world,
absolutely NO depth in objects. It's like walking around in a plastic
painting (pretty weird). Looked out the window and looked like outside was
painted on the glass instead of actually being outside. No desire to go
outside, was perfectly content where I was. Held a cigarette for at least
an hour but did not want to light it. Thought that I could forget where I
put it and could burn the house down. This was the only adverse thing on
the trip. Noticed that I was very cautious in everything I did. It was
like having no control but being completely aware of it. Felt very loving
the whole time and had many feelings of discovery.

"Coming down from the trip was as good or better then getting there. Very
euphoric, gentle comedown. Saw myself having very creative thoughts. Found
that when eyes were closed I could visualize objects easily and manipulate
them (for instance, think "apple" and there is a big shiny apple, think
"eat it" and watch it being eaten). Could explore inside the objects
created mentally, even complex ones (humans).

"Fell to sleep. Woke up about 7 hours later and everything was perfectly
normal. Woke up just the same as if nothing happened."

(I told my buddy not to take this stuff in a manner inconsistent with it's
labeling, but I did notice on the side of the box it says "And you'll feel
better knowing that Robitussin Maximum Strength Cough is both safe and
effective". I'LL SAY!)

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From: [e-mail] (Jason Wagner)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM + Crystal
Date: 11 Apr 1995 01:45:46 GMT
Message-ID: <3mcn0a$[e-mail]>

Well, call me a hypacrit!  I posted about how bad crystal meth was and
then turned around and did this.......

I found a small gelcap half full of crystal ( about 5 months old, no
kidding! ) in my desk drawer and decided to have a little fun.  I took
300mg of DXM one night ( and for some reason it took almost 3 hours to
hit me... ).  About 15 minutes after I started feeling the DXM I swallowed
the gel cap and spent the next 10 hours ( TEN hours ) writing, stream of
consciousness.  Needless to say my writing was cryptic ( no pun
intended... On second thought, it was intended! ) and really deep.  I
think the drugs must have peaked about the same time because I got a ride
like I've never gotten before.  I've done 900mg of DXM before and it didn't
come anywhere close to this feeling.  This was by far the most intense and
orgasmic, exstaic feeling I've ever had, and it lasted for a good 2 hours.
Highlights include feeling like I was floating in the air.  I was sitting
in my chair typing away and suddenly I felt my body lift out.  My feet
were pointing at my ceiling and my hands were trying to grasp my desk to
hold on.  But to no avail.  I found myself floating above my desk, my
limbs flanging all over the place.  No hallicinations :-( but I could
have sworn I was flying... Anyhow, I did crystal after screaming about
how bad it was, so I apologize for coming out looking like Bill Clinton
( "But I never inhaled!" )  ;-)

Jason

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From: [e-mail] (Serrano)
Subject: Disappointed with DXM
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Tue, 11 Apr 1995 02:54:54 GMT

Hi all.

I'd like to tell you about my 2 experiences with DXM.  First, the good part.
The 1st time i took 210mg of Drixoral, second time, 240mg Drixoral, not very
much cause i'm a newbie and wanted to be careful.

Both times i felt almost weightless, like being on the Moon.  I noticed that
i felt the "Lulliputian Effect" where the size of my surrounding environment
changed to either being bigger or smaller than usual, can't remember.  But
i felt it even with my eyes closed.  Objects i touched had much more depth
to them, like the way others have described petting their dogs.  During my
second time, i thought deeply about things i never bother to think of, like
the meaning of life and why we are (in the aggregate) here on Earth.
When i walk, i walked like an old geriatric.

Now for the bad part, which greatly overshadowed the good.  Both times,
i felt very nauseated the moment the trip came on.  And on both occassions
i vomited.  The first time, i had finished dinner about 20 minutes before
taking the DXM, the 2nd time, i finished dinner about 3 hours before taking
the DXM.  The second time i had alot of what felt like motion sickness
and could only lie flat on my back to try to keep the nausea under control.
Even turning my head was nauseous.  My brain felt like a gyroscope that
spun in my skull whenever i turned my head.  Very bad!  I sensed none of
the phlanging, or euphoria from music.  Actually, there was no euphoria
at all, just a neutral feeling outside the nausea.

As a result, i have been somewhat disappointed with the DXM experience
and do not wish to do it again cause the nausea and vomiting is just not
worth it.  I am envious of the other people here who have alot of fun
with DXM and have no nausea/vomiting.  Not fair! :P

Anyone know what i could do to eliminate the nausea??  If not, i think
i will stick with good old alcohol, much more euphoric :)

Thanks.


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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (The Lord)
Date: Wed, 12 Apr 1995 10:10:03 UTC
Subject: DXM experience on train. (Good to try)

The long boring nights while traveling cross country by train seemed an
ideal time to drink some Robo and relax.  I drank 4 oz of Benalin max.
strength.  I weigh 145 pounds and tend to be quite tolerant of most drugs.
In the first hour after chugging the stuff I visited the can several times
with monsterous shits.  I never knew it was possible to crap so much.
Benalin I have since found has a much higher probability than other brands
of causing shits.  I have no such problems with the generic stuff.  After my
intestine subsided I went back to my seat and relaxed.  The motion of the
train, the rythmic clak, and DXM all combined put me in the perfect mood
for deep contemplation.  Earlier I had been reading a book that had
excerpts of works by influential thinkers of the 18th and 19th centuries.
As I thought, the purpose of life, and nature of man seemed quite clear.
About 2 hours after drinking, the train stopped for a service stop in Salt
Lake City.  A few of the awake passengers and myself got off for a smoke.
The air was warm and a brisk breeze was flowing at 11:30 PM.  The whole
scene seemed like a dream.  As I walked I was afraid the conductors would
notice I was walking funny, because I thought I was.  No one else noticed
though.  While enjoying a couple of cloves I talked to the few other
people who were also enjoying a smoke.  One lady thought the purpose of
life was to just travel.  The train attendent's job suddenly seemed so
cool.  Finally the train left.  I headed to to the deserted lounge car to
write a letter to a friend.  A little later a redneck who worked for the
Alabama Liquor control board showed up.  He had been sitting near me for
most of the trip.  He then proceded to talk and talk about the most boring
and diverse subjects.  Tried to convince me to be a math major among other
things.  I was laughing my ass off inside because this guy who had bragged
earlier about how alcohol ruined peoples lives, and how he was such an
expert at dealing with drunks, couldn't even recognize that I was stoned.
The whole trip was great for reflecting on the purpose of life.
Afterwords I felt a lot more focussed and relaxed.  Next time I go home,
it will be by train, and DXM will be packed.  Any other enlightening
places to try?  What else would be good on a train?

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From: [e-mail] (Andrew Logue)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: First DXM trip
Date: 15 Apr 1995 20:32:10 GMT
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After reading the DXM FAQ I decided that I wanted to try it out sometime so
I went shopping.

What I bought was a 10 pack of Contac CoughCaps, 30 mg per capsule.  I read
the box over carefully and the instructions said that the product contained
lactose.  Since I have a lactose intolerance I decided it would be a good
idea to take a LactAid pill before the trip.  My lactose intolerance is
pretty bad - if I chug a glass of milk without adding the enzyme I get leg
cramps so severe that I can't walk.  But with the enzyme it's no problem at
all.

Anyway, I ate dinner at around 6:30 and then decided to see the 9:35 show -
Bad Boys.  (it sucked rocks compared to OutBreak).  We got there REALLY
early and I took 5 CoughCaps at 8:30 along with one LactAid pill.  This was
my first time on DXM so I wanted a low dose in case of any adverse
reaction.  30mg X 5 pills for a total of 150mg.

I was expecting the effects to start in about half an hour and peak in 1.5
to 2 hours.  However, even with food in my stomach, I felt the initial
effects in 15 MINUTES.  There was a slight tension in my pineal gland, the
same feeling I get when blotter starts to hit.  (take a sharp pencil and
slowly bring the sharpened end between your eyebrows and up a little bit.
You will probably be able to feel a weird sensation even before the pencil
is near your skin - that's the feeling I get)

My girlfriend smoked half a j before we went into the theatre; I didn't
smoke any.  So, we went in and the staff had the area roped off until five
minutes before the show.  I swear we were standing in a hot, crowded, and
loud room for a day at least.  (actual duration of the wait was about 45
minutes)  This was when it really kicked in - not a good place to get very
high very quickly.  I felt like I was PISSED OUT OF MY TREE.  I started to
get really hot and I wanted to take off my jacket but I couldn't because I
was smuggling a couple bottles of pop in.  I was getting dangerously close
to bugging out but managed to control it without too much difficulty.

I think I felt like bugging out because it was simply a new experience.
I'd never dosed on it before and the effects hit me far more quickly and
strongly than I had expected; based on the FAQ.  I'm pretty experienced and
carefull when it comes to drugs so that wasn't a factor in being
unprepared.

Anyway, the staff moved the ropes and every stampeded to get into the
fucking theatre.  I felt like slammin' people.  8)  Once we got a good seat
and sat down I felt FAR more relaxed and in control of my mental state.  I
was looking forward to watching a cool show while being high - especially
listening to the music and effects.

It actually sucked rocks.  The DXM didn't make music seem more enjoyable.
I found myself analysing the show instead of enjoying it.  Oh well.  That
club hell place looked pretty cool.

I peaked during the previews and was COMPLETELY CRASHED by the end of the
show.  (11:45pm).

I wasn't really impressed with the shit at all.  Maybe it was because of a
shitty setting.  Driving home afterwards in THICK juicy snowflakes really
blew as well.  At least I hadn't reduced myself to chugging cough syrup.

I found that the DXM was too much like alcohol in it's 'blunt hammering
effect'.  I hate getting pissed and this just reminded me of it.  I can't
imagine what it would be like if I took, say, 300mg (the whole package).
That would have just been fucking hostile.

I think it would be a better drug for partying rather than just sitting
down and chilling with a beer or two.  Now that I know what to expect from
it I think I'll try more small doses at doing different things to get a
fairer judgment on it.

Oh ya - this shit will make your pupils dilate just like blotter does.  I
noticed this when I got home.  I never noticed any itching at all and had
only a mild cramp in one leg after the trip.  I think another LactAid pill
would have been helpful.  I felt great coming down; really smooth and
gradual compared to the initial shock.  Had some great sex afterwards and
felt great in the morning.

I don't think I'd recommend dosing on more than 100mg for a first time
trip.  I weigh 150 pounds, had food in my stomach, took only 150mg, and was
absolutely wrecked in half an hour.

l8r.

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From: [e-mail] (Michael Stewart)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs,alt.psychedelics
Subject: My First DXM Experience
Date: 16 Apr 1995 00:02:42 GMT
Message-ID: <3mpmr2$[e-mail]>

My First DXM Experience:

 Last night around 10:40 I swallowed 600mg DXM HBr (20 Drix Cough
Caps). Only getting a five minute buzz off of 300mg and nothing off of
150mg I decided to skip the next step to 450mg and jump to 600mg where
the halucinations are.

 I listened to Alice In Chains Jar of Flies/SAP for a while. Very good
trippy music thats not to heavy. From certain observations I noticed I
was really dehydrated so I went up my kitchen (not in a straight line),
drank a glass of water, and went back to my room. I stood in my room
thinking how it seemed I did that all at once. I knew I was going to do
this lots in my future. I spun around in circles in my dimly lit room
then I got in bed to see these weird CEVs everyones talking about.

 My first CEV was me looking at me (I think it was me) on a waverunner
in a big bright red tunnel with red water. I was slaloming through a
winding tunnel for a while and opened my eyes to note the visuals
didn't seem very real, more like high quality computer rendered
pictures. Got up and plucked some songs on my juitar.

 Then the itching started. I wasn't that alarmed because I've read
about it here on alt.drugs. Laid down to do another CEV to ignore it
believing it would end in ten minutes. No such luck. I noted I was
concintrated on mostly my neck and when laying on my stomach my
underarms and chest killed. This was so intense of itching it didn't
seem like itching, more like pure pain. Got up to take a piss, no
trouble urinating. Found some aloe lotion and put that on my neck, but
it didn't seem to help at all. Went back to bed.

 45 minutes worth of itching and for ten seconds it stopped. During one
of the most weirdest and stupidest visions. I flew quickly over a
mountain. As I did this in that second the itching seemed to go away
and it seemed like I wasn't in my body anymore. I flew from one side of
a rainbow to another. Then I was flying quicly torwards the head of an
ostrich and when I got close it only showed the silouette of the head
and I flew into the black nothingness. All that craziness in ten
seconds made me laugh out loud as I tried to look at it all soberly.
Then the itching came back into my body.

 No mater how hard I tried the itching never went away. I knew it was
all my fault too. Something I knew I should have done; had a friend
there to forget about the itches. I also thought I was thinking about
it too much.

 My last visual I was flying in a dark blue tunnel which I knew
represented a tunnel to the center of my brain. I never did reach the
center.

 Somewhere around 3:45 - 4:?? I feel asleep. Woke up sober and rested
about 10:00. Reflected on my experience when I woke up. I, for the most
part, enjoyed the trip.

 I would like to know what most people do to get rid of the itchies
(the biggest/only problem during my trip). Even psychological tricks if
they work. Also, would any vitamins help the trip.

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Subject: DXM, first time
From: [e-mail] (Steve Connelly)
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Sun, 16 Apr 1995 05:08:00 -0640

OK, I finally tried DXM.  I don't know about other countries, but here
in Canada, the best I could find was Vicks 44 (30mg DXM/tablespoon).
Although it had no other ingredients, the bottles only come in
pathetic 115ml (~4 1/4 oz) bottles.  After I downed 7 oz (over a
period of an hour) I realized that I ingested about 400mg of DXM
compared to what the others in this group were doing (600-900mg).
Anyway it was a pretty interesting experience.  Kind of like getting
really sloshed:  the eyes are totally uncoordinated, loss of motor
abilities to an extent and a bit of euphoria.  I'm still on my way
down from this 6 hours later and I just feel a bit thirsty.  I think
I'd like to try this again tommorow if I can find any drug stores
open.  I suppose I'll have to shell out for 3 bottles of Vicks this
time to get the effect that FOMF (?) had with 900mg.  I hope my liver
still functions after the weekend.  Normally I never do ANYTHING like
this, but I am exceptionally bored....  I never experienced
hallucinations before.  Maybe tommorow.  Somebody warn me if I'm gonna
kill my liver or something eh!  :)

Wish they sold bigger bottles of the shit!

 * You're the one for me fatty......Morrissey
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From: [e-mail] (Jim McCabe)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM experience
Date: Mon, 17 Apr 1995 04:24:56 GMT
Message-ID: <3msn0g$[e-mail]>

I tried DXM for my first time today and this is a report of what
happened.  In summary, I do not recommend that anyone else try it.
There were no psychedelic effects, and made my body quite sick for
many hours.  Instead of bringing me to a higher degree of awareness,
it brought me to a lower, clumsy, blunt level of perception (much
like alchohol).

Some sections are rather embarassing, but I've appreciated other
peoples' honesty in previous testimonials so I'll try to follow
in that tradition.


Easter Sunday, April 16, 1995
=============================

2:15pm:  I had been out on a bike ride for about 01:15 hours,
         and bought 2 packages of Drixoral "Cough and Congestion
         Liquid Caps".  Each package contained 10 caplets, with
         30mg of DXM per cap.  I stopped at a nearby university
         and swallowed the 20 caplets, for a total of 600mg DXM.

2:20pm:  Finished with the caps, and done with my water, I rode
         home.  This took about 40 minutes.  The overall ride
         lasted 2 hours (23 miles).  Bike rides usually bring me
         in contact with my more positive emotions, and I was
         not afraid of the impending trip.  This surprised me,
         because past experiences with LSD were usually prefaced
         with a good deal of anxiety.

3:00pm:  Shortly before arriving home at 3pm, I started noticing
         a tingling sensation in my head -- a "pins and needles"
         effect.  Started keeping a diary of what takes place.

3:10pm:  Taking a shower.  Physical sensations are were intensified
         on my head: washing my hair, rinsing, and shaving my face
         seemed unusual.  I heard myself say "wow" a couple times.

3:15pm:  A heightened awareness of the opinions of my body.  I was
         choosing clothes based on how they would sense during the
         day.

3:20pm:  I began to notice motor control problems, similar to having
         a beer or two.  I knew something was not quite right with
         my coordination but was not sure exactly what it was.

3:35pm:  Detail work with my hands was becoming difficult.  I had
         bought a thermometer with the Drixoral to make sure I
         could have some objective measure of my temperature during
         the day, and found it quite difficult to open the case.

3:40pm:  Temperature: 97.8 F.
         Pulse: about 156 per minute (39 in 15 seconds) (way high)
         It is noticably strange to bend down and pick something off
         the floor.  Also strange standing up again.

3:50pm:  Felt like a head buzz w/herb.  Sat on my futon and watched
         Dennis Miller on the Comedy Channel.  Felt unusually
         comfortable there.  My perception was happening at fewer
         "frames per second" than usual.  (In other words, if I
         normally experience 10 units of perception per second,
         it seemed like I was experiencing about 5 now.)

3:55pm:  Realized that this was the definition of "lazy Sunday".
         Awareness of how much time was still left in the day.

4:00pm:  Felt like being drunk.  Saw the "Dave Matthews Band" for
         a few minutes in an MTV Spring Break concert, and was
         accutely aware of how bored they were of playing that damn
         song so many times.  Smells are being perceived stronger
         than usual (ie, the smell of my water glass.)  Starting to
         notice a mild nausea, not too disturbing.

4:01pm:  Suddenly the nausea became quite strong.  Not surprisingly,
         TV also took a turn for the worse, and seemed unpleasant.
         I was probably misinterpretting my instinctive discomfort
         for an emotional response to the TV.

4:02pm:  Threw up about three times.  Hands, knees and head were
         reporting "pins & needles" (herafter refered to as "P&N").
         Total effect reminds me of having a bad hangover.  Had the
         thought, "do I really want to do this?"  Noticed imagination
         of being found dead, choked on my own vomit.

4:05pm:  Water difficult to drink, because it was reminding me of
         the nasty taste in my mouth.  Ate four crackers, and was
         amazed at how incredibly dry my mouth became, literally
         needing water to swallow.  Starting to feel better after
         getting sick.  The crackers seemed to "ground" me and help
         me feel a little more normal.  My eyeglasses seemed oppressive,
         and I turned off the TV.

4:10pm:  Realized that my penis and balls had become incredibly small.
         There is usually "shrinkage" (in the Seinfeld sense of the
         word) after riding my bike, but this was spooky.  Felt the
         urge to have fresh air, so I went out onto my apartment's
         balcony (third floor).  My vision was definately affected,
         and I had difficulty focusing on distant objects such as
         houses and clouds.  It was difficult to look at the sky, it
         seemed brighter than usual.  Emotionally satasfying to sweep
         the birdseed off of the balcony.

4:15pm:  Definately noticing psychological effects of the drug.  (See
         "frames per second" and vision above.)  Feel much better
         physically now, fully recouperated from earlier vomitting.

4:20pm:  Setting on my balcony in an office chair.  Heard a far away
         rumbling, not sure if it was from cars or thunder.

4:25pm:  Realized how strange it is that we always are looking for
         "something to do".  Riding a bike, taking a drug, going to
         a movie, etc..., never content to just "be" right here.
         Found the present moment interesting and not boring.

4:27pm:  Found it difficult to follow moving objects visually (cars,
         people walking by, etc...).  Writing seems okay.  Probably
         down to about three "frames per second" now -- this is
         probably what people refer to as "strobing".  Found it
         interesting but not particularly good or bad.

4:32pm:  Awareness of how alone I am in this town.  Taking an effort to
         focus on objects visually.

4:35pm:  Convinced that my awareness and sensitivity were lower than
         normal due to the drug.  (Some drugs let you notice more
         perceptions, or intensify them, but I now knew for sure that
         DXM was in the alchohol-class of drugs that just brings your
         awareness to a lower level.  (For me.))

4:38pm:  P&N throughout my body.  Came inside the apartment again.  Ate
         four more crackers.

4:41pm:  Starting to miss normal functional vision.  Wrote "wish my eyes
         worked again!"

4:45pm:  Temperature: 97.8
         Pulse:  about 132/minute (33 in 15 seconds)
         Tried playing guitar.  Unlike herb, I felt somewhat indifferent
         to it, and music was not feeding me emotionally.  Realized for
         the first time that I tend to avoid certain guitar chords
         because they are connected to certain sad memories in my past
         when I was learning them.

4:47pm:  "There is a deadness to this drug."  I was feeling broken, in
         the sense that my body and mind were operating wrongly.
         (Contrast to feeling of intensified sensitivity with other
         drugs.)  Felt that I knew what deranged street people must be
         experiencing, with both their minds and bodies irrepairably
         damaged.  (This is not a fun thought.)

4:55pm:  Staring at my face in the mirror.  Realized that inside the
         abstract thing I call "my head" is actually a lot of bone.
         Fascinated briefly by my jawbone.  Felt strange to "be me", as
         though I usually interpret my reflection in the mirror as some
         other person.  Thought my haircut looked too feminine.

5:05pm:  Stomach was feeling full, probably due to the water I'd been
         drinking.  Listening to Peter Gabriel's "Us" album.  Urge to
         lay on the floor and read Wired.  Realization of how my glasses
         make me look gay.

5:10pm:  Reading is quite difficult, the eyes not wanting to focus or
         move at the speed of my intellect.

5:15pm:  Saw a phrase in an article, "our current US government", and it
         made me realize how I always take it for granted that I am
going
         to live forever.  It is only 1995.

5:17pm:  Realizing that I had been crawling to the stereo and back from
         my spot on the floor.  My first time crawling in a long time.

5:25pm:  Realized that I like music which puts our situation in a larger
         scale of the planet as a whole.  I felt as though I was not
         sure whether I liked it here on Earth.  Did not like the idea
         of having to die someday.  Felt slightly nauseous, especially
         upon standing.

5:29pm:  Body feels coarse, cold, meat and bones.  "Not me."  Feeling of
         not wanting to play this game anymore (on this planet).

5:40pm:  Threw up a few times.  P&N in hands again, unpleasant.  Noticed
         a purple pimple on my leg and felt as though it was "Jim's
         leg", not "me".  Wrote, "Jim, if you read this later, do not do
         this drug, it sucks!"

5:45pm:  Again, felt that this was the experience of being insane.
         Realized simultaneously how long life is, and how short it is.
         The day seemed to be passing super-slowly.  Brushing my teeth
         after vomitting was another "grounding" event, making me feel
         better.  Had to stop listening to music, it was too intense and
         was becoming oppressive.

5:50pm:  Turning on the computer, hoping it will "ground" me more.
         Still feeling crazy in an unhealthy way.

5:55pm:  Since puking, my breathing has been quite deep and has
         attracted my attention.  Noticed a certain amount of background
         fear that thinks I will always be this messed up.  Hard to
         focus on the screen.

6:06pm:  Felt sad for humanity without knowing why.  Felt "bad" for
         being human, the same feeling of "badness" as when your father
         yells at you.  Felt that we ought not to be human.  Felt
         guilty, ashamed of myself for trying DXM, felt ashamed to
         "something higher" or god.  (I hardly ever have feelings of
         being in the presense of a higher intelligence, so this was
         odd for me.)

6:10pm:  Wondered who looks out for the people on the Earth.

6:20pm:  Wondered if this is how it feels to die.  Time seeming to go on
         and on...  Last ten minutes since my last entry seems like an
         hour.  Ate eight more crackers.

6:25pm:  Starting to feel as though I am heading back towards mental
         health.  Felt strong urge to read messages on a Usenet group
         relating to a particular system of consciousness.  Started to
         notice a stomach ache.

6:35pm:  Stomach ache more pronounced.  Feeling of coming back to
         psychological well-being returning.

7:15pm:  Threw up.  Talked to my brother on the phone for about an hour,
         and he said I sounded lucid and relaxed.  I felt that I was
         being much more open than usual when talking about emotionally
         sensitive areas.  My voice was much lower and more rich than
         usual.  (That also happens for me with hangovers.)

8:30pm:  Watching TV, laying on the couch under a blanket.  Still major
         stomach aches.

9:45pm:  Temperature: 98.9 F (above normal)
         Finally able to poop -- had felt bloated since about 7:30pm and
         had wanted to pass gas or poop.  When standing up (from futon
         and from toilet) felt light-headed and slight urge to throw up.

10:20pm: Transcribing this record from notes into the computer.  P&N in
         face, hands, and legs.  Bobby McFerrin / YoYo Ma album oothing.

11:15pm: Finishing this document, about to post it to the net, still
         sensing P&N in jaw, hands, and calves.  My mind and vision seem
         100% normal again, but my body still feels beaten.


Jim
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From: [e-mail] (David Justin Rosen)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: DXM experience
Date: 17 Apr 1995 04:22:18 GMT
Message-ID: <3msqdq$[e-mail]>

In <3msn0g$[e-mail]> [e-mail] (Jim McCabe)
writes:
>Easter Sunday, April 16, 1995
>=============================
>2:15pm:  I had been out on a bike ride for about 01:15 hours,
>         and bought 2 packages of Drixoral "Cough and Congestion
>         Liquid Caps".

Whoops......you made the wrong Drixoral selection.  As is mentioned
numerous times in the dextromethorphan FAQ, you should choose
cough preparations in which dextromethorphan is the *only*
active ingredient.  If you are going the "Drixoral liqi-gel" route,
then the only version which satisfies the DXM-only requirement
is Drixoral for Cough.  Any other preparation--including "Cough
and Congestion"--contains other active ingredients which can cause
nausea, liver damage, or even death.

Please be more careful in the future

-Dave    .

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (The Lord)
Date: Mon, 17 Apr 1995 06:32:13 UTC
Subject: Awesome DXM trip and music suggestions

    I have used DXM before at 1 bottle max str. doses and gotten good
euphoria.  I decided to try 2 bottles.  I weigh 145 pounds.  I had 2
bottles of 4 oz each.  The first of generic max. str. tussin and 1 of
brand name max Robitussin.  Had to buy them at separate places and the
second place was out of generic.  Drank the first and then had to go do
something.  About an hour later drank the second bottle.  Decided to chill
out in my room with some music so I loaded the 5 disk carousel.  Started
with Tori Amos Crucify.  It was good music to get relaxed before the trip.
In my future trips I think I will put put Tori or similar in as the first
disc.  It puts me in a nice relaxed mood before the effects start.  Next
was the NIN closer remixes.  I was able to feel the DXM about near the
begining of the disc but it wasn't intense yet.  It was pretty good.
Near the end I was leaning back against the wall.  Slowly the wall
reclined and I laid back with it.  It kept going down about 60 feet.
from there I could see that my bed was floating in space with my legs on
it.  My body was stretched like silly putty with my head 60 feet below.
Just as smoothly I then returned to my original shape.  I decided to lay
down at that point.  Front 242 Off was next.  Followed by Front 242 Up
Evil.  For each song I was able to percieve and recognize all the
different sounds.  The drum beats, the short high pitched sounds, the
long flowing sounds.  The long flowing sounds were the best as they
weaved around the beat.  At the end of each song I was sure it was the
end of the disc.  Time was moving quite slowly.  Among the other
sensations I experienced was my bed moving along the wall.  The bed
seemed to be on tracks and slid along the wall until it was where my
roomates bed was.  Saw many cool visuals with my eyes closed.  When I
opened my eyes I would see just the darkened room.  When I closed them I
would go back to the visuals.  My bed also sank down so I felt I was
laying on the floor.  By the end of Up Evil I could feel that the DXM was
wearing off and my perception of time was returning to normal.  The last
disc in the changer was Deep Forrest.  By that time I was down to just
euphoric effects like I feel on one bottle.  At that point I felt like I
had just had a mystical experience.  The rain forrest chants mixed to a
ambient-techno beat seemed quite spiritual.  Afterwords I felt mentally
refreshed and very relaxed.  Some other music that I intend to try in the
future would be all NIN in the middle, some Machines of Loving Grace,
Cure, or Erasure would also be a good second CD in the line up.  The
Front 242 is truly awesome for the peak of the trip though.  An all
classical trip would probably be great too.  The music enhances the
experience greatly.  For those who have not DXMed before I would
definately recommend chilling out and listening to music for the first
trip at each new dosage.  Don't go to busy areas until you are familiar
with the dosage you plan to take.  Soon I plan to try 3 bottles.

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From: [e-mail] (Atlantis)
Date: Wed, 19 Apr 1995 04:55:21 UTC
Subject: DXM SUX BIG!!

Just did my first (and likely last) DXM trip.  As my subject indicates
IT SUCKED! (pardon my French).  As a quick summary, DARE could use this
stuff to convince kids that drugs weren't all they are cracked up to
be.  I know that the FAQ said that DXM treats different people differently
but I find it hard to accept that people enjoy what I just went through!

I always read up well on anything I take so I knew what I was supposed
to be in for.  I know I took DXM in a product where DXM was the only
active ingredient.  I know I was in a real good set/setting/mood...
And yet the only thing I could compare DXM to would be getting high and
food poisoned at the same time.  I felt like I was high on codine and
had a real bad case of the flu.  As they say down south, that dog don't
hunt!

Maybe Drixorals chemists got sneaky and stuck some fun stuff in there
for people who might want to play with their gelcaps?  If so let me have
the address of the bum.  I have a few dozen gelcaps I want to stuff down
his throat.  I say this because an earlier poster also said he had a
shot Drix trip.  In fact, it was that post that led me to take 180mg
instead of the 300mg I was planning to to take.  THANKS PAL!

Details of my trip follow but as a hint, if you have never tried this
stuff before I reccomend a low test dose.  This was not at all fun!
Interesting, but not fun.


BACKGROUD:
26 year old male.  Previous experiance with X, LSD, Mesc, Peyote, Shrooms,
and Pot.  Also several precription drugs.  I weigh about 160 lbs.

THE STUFF:
Drixoral Cough Liquid Caps.  Only active ingrediant listed DXM Hbr

THE TRIP:
1:30AM After a short day at work I was surfing in a very good mood and
decided that it would be a good day to try DXM since I had the next day
off from work.  I hadn't eaten much of anything for hours.  My last real meal
was about 8 hours before and while I had been snacking on some goldfish
and some sunflower seeds, I didn't have much to eat.  I took 6 caps for
a dose of 180mg of DXM.

2:00AM Still surfing the net but I am feeling something.  I feel a wavey
feeling like the beginning of an LSD trip.  Light in  the room seems
reduced and I am hearing a constant buzzing in my ears.  It's light
though so not particularly annoying.

2:06AM It's really comming on now.  Feels very codine like.  Have a brain
fog that is making surfing a tad difficult.  Still hear noise in my ears
but it's louder now.  Surfing is becoming very difficult.  Slightly
upset stomach.  Understanding language on TV is hard.  TThe newswoman's
words seems all jumbled together.  I am confused since I didn't expect
this side effect on such a low dose or so soon into the trip.

2:13AM Switched to MTV but music doesn't seem special or enhanced in any
way.  I really want to retch and am considering stuffing my finger down
my throat.  Decide against it.

2:20AM I have moved around a few times and I like the feeling.  Only
catch is that when I move I want to puke.

2:30AM Just took a piss.  Bad move.  I thought I was gonna crack my head
on the time floor.  Standing was hard to begin with but when I pissed
I got real sick and wanted to puke bad.  I feel like you do when you have
had too much booze and want to ralph only my thoughts are not broken
up.  I feel like shit and I know it only too well.  Getting hot/cold
flashes.  Room is 73 degrees so I know I shouldn't be either.

2:45AM This sucks.  I want my brain back.  Food poison.

3:00AM Last entry, going to bed.  Bringing empty trashcan with me.
In case you don't remember any of this, don't ever do this stuff again.

NEXT DAY:
That was my last log entry as I went to bed and stayed up feeling sick
for a few hours.   I don't recall much (thank god, nice side effect)
but I do remember bed spins and cursing myself out for trying it.  I've
only had one trip (SHROOMS) that I would call a bad trip.  With the
shrooms I hated it just as much but at least didn't feel sick.  I did
feel like I was going to die though and have never tried shrooms again.
I've been told by a dozen people that the dried shroms I had were just
old. Anyway, this trip brought back memories of that one.  Such
fun, NOT!

It's 11:22AM and I just got up although I feel like I need some sleep.
My typing speed is usually about 60wpm and this morning is no more than
30wpm.  I have a slight headache and I feel icky like I have the flu.

FINAL VERDICT:
Yecht!  MDMA wins again.  The George Forman of drugs...

Anyone who has any comments/similar experiances/explanations, do post or
email me.  Would like to hear it.

Atlantis

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From: [e-mail] (JEastJimmy)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM and contacts, messages from Creator of All
Date: 19 Apr 1995 05:45:56 -0400
Message-ID: <3n2m4k$[e-mail]>

My FOAF :) did two 900-950mg (210 lb. body weight) DXM trips and both
times (at the peak) had the same experience, in this order:

(when you are getting to peak, you feel it. You know when you peak because
for a couple of seconds your surroundings turn into a horizon of infinity.
After peak, "he" walks around a little, amazed that movements can only be
executed horizontally or vertically (no diagonal movement). Finally lays
down and leaves the body.

1.  FOAF felt (just for a moment or two) like he had the power to
communicate to any being, living or dead.

2. Sucked him from his bed, first falling, falling.... then flying through
the galaxies seeing the most beautiful things he has ever seen before.
Exstatic euphoria. So fast, so exhilirating. He remembers aligned fields
of bright objects of every color imaginable.

3. Gave him beautiful, self reassuring messages. Possibly given the choice
to continue living or die. FOAF found himself saying "thank you", etc,
into space...

4. Gently floated him back to Earth. So euphoric it's unbelievable.

5. Becomes concious of time and space in his own setting again, with these
exceptions:

     a. One minute is like one hour.
     b. Space is two dimensional.

6. Over next two hours, in his mind, is like living a whole bright day,
while continuing to come down to complete reality (mind you that during
peak he feels no such thing as reality.. it's gone, and he leaves his
physical being ENTIRELY).

The whole thing is about 4 hours long for him before he goes to sleep.
Eight hours later he wakes up completely normal (even better than normal)
with no side effects.

Of course, DXM is not for everyone. Some people puke, some people can't
metabolize it. And never use DXM or other OTC medication other than the
prescribed or recommended dose on the label.

My question is, this alien thing, galaxy flying, etc, is this a common
experience? Could (or does anyone even partially feel that) DXM reprograms
the mind to allow "contacts" with the unknown?

My second question is, can anyone contribute the results of a 1200mg (or
more) trip?

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM
From: [e-mail] (Steve Connelly)
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Thu, 27 Apr 1995 23:07:00 -0640

Just a warning to all potential DXM users... make sure you know what
you're getting into (as with any drug).  Read the FAQ that was posted!
I was just lucky not to be on antihistamines this spring as usual.
As it was, I started losing it after my 3rd dose (the first one over
400mg).  I weigh about 200lbs.  I took 930mg in seperate doses of 90
mg each over a 2 hour period.  I reached the 3rd level of DXM intox.
(see FAQ) and I was NOT handling it very well.  I suspect that it may
have been mood related.  Anyway my roomie came home and I NEEDED to
hold onto his arm to remain "connected" to reality.  I had the feeling
that I was definitly dying or had died (very real and NOT good!).  He
kinda freaked... he's been through this with other people, but I had
never done this sort of thing, you might say I caught him by surprise.
AS he was doing the poison control/911 thing (!) I remember staring at
the letter "T" on my keyboard... totally unable to look anywhere else
at all.  I was still talking (spilled my guts actually!)....
Anyway, I had an ambulance ride (felt nauseated then), felt REALLY
STUPID for doing sooo much of the stuff (how could I possibly
emphasize this!).  I spent the night in the hospital, drank 2 cups of
activated charcoal liquid (OH YUM!) and shit my ass of (it does that
you know!... the charcoal that is).  Well, at least nobody gave me
hell there.  Anyway, I found that I was having anxiety attacks the
next day and by Wednesday I was finally feeling normal again.
IF I ever do this again I would never take as much.  I would try for a
level 2 experience.  It is really strange how each one is so
different.  The FAQ is dead on.  Read it if you are going to try
this... especially if you have never tried anything (or much of
anything) before.
BTW:  I still think it is fairly safe (even at the dose I took).  No
brain, kidney or liver damage for me, even if I had stayed home that
night.
If you take it and start spazzing, try to lay down (if you can force
yourself to move!) and think pleasant thoughts (hmmmmmmmm)

 * You're the one for me fatty......Morrissey
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From: [e-mail] (Monica Jensen)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Confessions of an American DXM Addict
Date: 9 May 1995 18:19:23 -0600
Message-ID: <3op0qb$[e-mail]>

Well, I am not really an addict, but I was damned fond of the stuff in
high school. I am new to this group, so pardon me if I make observations
that have been made fifty times by other group members. Let me give you
the facts. I was a senior in high school when I started usiing DXM (we
called it DM but I will bow to group conventions) and when I first heard
that you could get high from gulping the stuff, I was appalled. Soon
enough, however, I was quaffing the sickeningly sweet elixir quite
immoderately. I suppose it is my penchant for the forbidden, the bizarre.
I had not done a lot of drugs -- had tripped a few times and smoked some
pot here and there. However, the free availability of DXM gave it a
special status, since it was something you could get fucked on without a
hassle. (I always wondered, however, what the Walgreens clerks thought
once they began to notice me regularly buying 12 ounces at a time!)
Anyway, I was a very lost and strange youth, without many friends but a
close few, and DXM gave me this unbelievable sense of my own potential. As
a gent named James Baxter has so correctly pointed out on this group, DXM
gives you a sense of your own genius, and makes you feel like a god. I
needed that. I have never weighed much over 120 or 130 pounds -- I am now
24 and weigh about 140, which is the heaviest I've ever been -- but I was
soon downing 12 ounces at a time. No joke. I remember how much god-damned
money I spent on DXM. It was a lot. Careful budgeting went into buying
that next family size bottle. Anyway, I used to get totally fucked up
during weeknights, and would stay up til all hours watching the strangest
shit on TV. Ever notice how the strangest shit comes on when you are
totally messed up on drugs? I remember watching some very odd fifties war
movie where the hero is swimming through some muddy Japanese river to
sneak up on the slant-eyed Enemy. That movie blew me away when I was on
DXM. I also received my first introduction to Elvis Costello's "Imperial
Bedroom" -- great album -- which will always be faintly colored by the
dark red translucent liquid which I had slurped before listening to the
album. I also listened fondly to The Name of This Band Is Talking Heads,
frequently, but ever since I stopped doing DXM the album hasn't seemed
that great to me. Anyway -- my impression of the DXM experience is that it
is very intense if you do enough, but I don't think it is at all akin to
tripping on acid. DXM did not give me the intensity, the sharpened
perspective, the mind like an exposed nerve, like acid does. When I was on
DXM I fully enjoyed the sense of my own omnipotence -- call it magalomania
if you will, but I really think those DXM-inspired flights of grandeur
have given me something valuable ; perhaps it is the sense that there are
potentials that should be pursued. I really think I benefited from the
experiences I had on DXM. (I meant to write megalomania back there, but
it's a bitch to go back and change it) Despite the salutary nature of my
DXM experiences, I always felt that there was a gauze separating me from
the world; perhaps a curtain cast over "reality" (whatever that is) by
that potent potion known as Robitussin. I didn't feel drunk, mind you;
perhaps my reflexes were slowed; I simply felt that I was so immersed in
the stuff, perhaps my brain was soaked in it, that there was a distinct
impression that something separated me from the world. Perhaps -- this is
my last try at articulating it, so bear with me -- it is best expressed as
this: while acid often gives you a sense of being at one with your
environment, DXM is essentially an introspective and solitary experience.
I think the possibilities open to you, in terms of where you can go
mentally and metaphysically, are much wider when you take acid. When you
throw back a couple of bottles of DXM, you're definitely in for a trip,
but it isn't as potentially mind- and reality-bending as acid. Now, there
are some exceptions, I realize. For instance, one time I was reeling from
a healthy eight to ten ounces of DXM, and I started doing a box of nitrous
cartridges that I had snatched from an unwary companion. That fucking blew
me away, pardon my pungent vernacular. Wait. No, nix that, I was tripping
that time, not on DXM. Sorry. Well, anyway, I was tripping pretty well but
once I started doing the nitrous, I spent a few hours in a fetal postion
in a university parking lot contemplating the imponderable questions of
human existence. I really thought I was slipping slowly back into the
primordial sludge. I thought I would never recover; was convinced that I
had "blown my mind." It blew my mind all right, but here I am, sharp as a
tack, studying law at a highly reputable East Coast university, so it
didn't affect my skills at ratiocination; at least, not that I've been
able to detect. But hey, that's another essay. Anyway, where was I. Oh,
yes, I was talking about the inherent limits upon the DXM trip. Another
aspect of the DXM experience is that it seems to numb you to some sensory
experiences. For instance, one night it was extremely late, so late that
early would probably be a more apt description, and it had snowed heavily
at my familial manse, and I let my dog out because he needed to wee-wee
and I was wearing only underwear, and suddenly I got this crazy urge to
run outside and frolick in the snow with my dog, and so I did, running and
jumping and rolling in the snow, and there was no discomfort or shock from
the frigidity of the snow against my unclothed body. It was a grand
time for all. Even then I was very puzzled by why I wasn't more
uncomfortable, and can only attribute it to the numbing effect of that
ruby-red liquid which I had swallowed many ounces of earlier in the
evening.

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Subject: My first dxm trip
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail]
Date: Thu, 11 May 95 08:15:05 EST
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

This actually happened a little while ago, but here it is...

I downloaded the FAQ for DXM, studied it, decided and calculated my
dose, and then spent a couple weeks trying to convince my friend to try
it with me...

One night, we went to Niagara Falls.  We smoked a couple joints on the
way, and myself and one of my friends drank most of a bottle of cough
syrop. (Yes, it was only DXM, there was none of the other shit in it; I
made sure of that when I bought it).  By the time we got to the falls, I
was very fucked up, but it still only felt like I was really, really
stoned.  Then on the way home, I puked.  I puked 3 or 4 times the entire
ride home...  I was not having a good time at all.  Everything I saw
made me sick.  I couldn't even enjoy the incredible visuals I was
getting.  I finally got home, puked once more, and went to bed hoping to
sleep this bad trip off.  Well, once I laid down, things turned a heck
of a lot better.  I really enjoyed just lying in bed in the dark, and
watching all the visuals.  Finally, I thought I was tired enough to
actually sleep, and the sun was already up, so I tried to sleep,
thinking I'd be fine when I woke up.  WRONG!!!!  I woke up the next
afternoon feeling weirder than I've ever felt before.  I told my parents
I had the flu, so I didn't have to try to walk or talk around them.
Finally, that night, they went out, and I quickly got one of my friends
to drive me over to another friend's party so I could come down.  Well,
everything went pretty well, though the weed I smoked that night had a
very weird affect on me...  and I was in a trance for most of the night.
 The next day,  (This is aprox. 36 hours l8r) I still had massive
trails!

How come in everything I've read, nobody has had as bad a first couple
hours I had.  The first 2-3 hours of my trip were pure hell!  And then,
it just wouldn't go away!  Can somebody please give me some input here?
I'd like to try it again, but am a bit nervous because of this
experience...

thanx

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From: [e-mail] (HandyMan)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM- Did I do enough?
Date: Sat, 20 May 1995 10:16:05
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

Hi all.   ok, last night I took 11 gel caps.  I can't remember what brand, but
I know the only ingredient was dextrome... (DXM), and there was 10mg (i think)
in each capsule.  well what a disappointment.   I just felt really spaced out,
 and out of it...  sort of drunk, it was a waste of time.  the next morning I
felt like I had a hangover.   If anyone wants to try dxm, I would not
recommend it. I realize I might not have taken enough, or whatever, but I
would never repeat the experience.

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] (Marduk)
Date: Sat, 20 May 1995 17:19:16 UTC
Subject: The DeXtroMethorphan Exprerience

It is now 12:07 on Saturday, 20 May.  The following my testimony of
experiences with the substance known on alt.drugs as DXM.  Please read
carefully and critically:

First of all, I read the FAQ.  I do nothing before reading the FAQ at least
twice.  It's very informative and it really doesn't take that much time to
read.  Do yourself a favor and get a copy.  You can find this and many other
faqs at ftp://ftp.hyperreal.com/drugs/faqs/.  There is a PostScript version
available.  I have versions available for Microsoft Word 6.0a.  Take
advantage of the work of others.

I got sick of hearing all of the posts about DXM.  I was waiting for a post
telling about how someone OD'ed or got fucked up or some other lame ass sad
story, but It never happened.  Then I got a bit curious.  What is this stuff?

On Thursday 18 May, after having carefully read the FAQ, I decided I would
try the "first plateau" as described by Mr. William White.  Indeed much of
the same reactions described in the document were observed, even one's I had
forgotten about.  I did notice that somehow the grass was greener, almost 15
minutes after having taken the 1st-plateau dosage.  There were no
halucinations, but visual and audial enhancements were experienced.  I felt
"pretty good"  and this made me think that maybe there is something to this
drug.

I had obtained a generic version of Robotussin(tm) DM, which contains 2mg/ml
of DXM.  It also contains Guaifenesin which, in general, should be avoided.
I discovered that taking 12 teaspoons of this elixor had no adverse affects
to my stomach.  Your milage may vary.

The next day, Friday, I decided I would try to confront the second-plateau.
Having concerns about injesting too much Guaifensesin, I first obtained a
bottle of Robotussin Cough Extra Strength, which only contains DXM as an
active ingredient.  However, being economically concering, I decided to take
10 teaspoons of the generic brand and 5 teaspoons of the Robotussin.  I also
took 20 mg of Prozac.  While I am not a Prozac user, I have access to the
drug and wanted to confirm the testimony mentioned in the FAQ.

I had dinner with a few aquaintences which seemed to last forever.  One
thing I noticed immediately is that one's sense of time is virtually
diminished.  It seemed like I had been there since childhood when in reality
I wasn't event there for an hour.  My friends were not aware that I had
taken DXM, and didn't seem to think that I was high, only acting a bit unusual.

The experience hightened as the night progressed.  I felt real good.  Unlike
any other previous experience.  I have television, but once in a while I'll
watch the X-files.  I must admit, watching the X-files season finale while
tripping on DXM was a very gratifying experience.  Too bad there were
commercials, though.

I was obviously high all nite, oddly enough my friends did not suspect it.
Maybe it was because I also had a few beers that nite.  From my own personal
experience, I think that the beer lessened my high instead of enhancing it,
but others may disagree.  Anyway I suppose my friends had attributed my
strange behavior to the alcohol.  "You can't be drunk, you only had a couple
of beers," I recall one friend saying.

The night went on without end.  It was so--I hate to use the word but--
pleasant. The benefits far exceeded the risks, if there were any risks at
all.  I think that the Prozac must definately have some affect on prolonging
the experience, as it is the next day and I am still slightly high.

I was gratified when I awoke this morning to discover that there was no
hangover, headache, or nausea(sp) associated with the trip.  I was able to
get out of bed and continue with my daily life.  It's as if I had gone away
to a distant land and came back the in the same condition in which I had
left.  I guess that's why they call it a "trip".

I have questions regarding the third plateau.  I am very interested in
experiencing a "shamanic rebirth" , but would first like to hear other's
experiences.  The second plateau gave me a sort of rebirth, but it wasn't at
all shamanic and probably wasn't as strong as those acquired in the third
plateau.  Please use this list for discussion as believe that all should be
informed.

sincerely,
Martian
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From: [e-mail] (Repo Man)
Subject: DXM during Desert Shield!
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Wed, 24 May 1995 00:17:46 GMT

Just wanted to tell a neat story about doing DXM in the months before
desert storm while wasting away in Saudi.

I had 2 years of pure tablet DXM experiences during previous Korea tours
so I made sure I got assigned to resupply detail once a month.(we were
camped out way down south while waiting for the shit to start and the
supply run was back up to Dharan-ie civilization). I had met a Saudi
warrant officer when we first arrived in country in early August and he
had a cool chevy van so I got to sneak off the airbase and downtown with him.
Anyways, while on a supply run I would ditch out and go meet my friend
and we would drive downtown. WHile downtowen I told him a story about how
we were all sick with these non productive coughs and we needed a good
anti-tussive cough agent for the troops. He took me to a drugstore and I
asked for the name that I remembered so well from Korea-ROMILARS! Well,
the druggist just asked how many I wanted so I said 1000. He kind of
blinked, then looked at Al Salmis rank and at me and just shrugged and
gave them to me, COOOOOL!!!

What was really neat is that in Korea, we knew the name "Romilar" but we
didnt know what it meant or anything-it was just the name you learned
from the GI's who had been there longer than you. I never realized it was
actually a brand name and that I would be able to buy them. When we got
them in Korea, the druggist just handed them to us in paper envelopes so
we never even knew what drug was in them! It wasnt until that day in
Saudi that asked for and received dozens of pill bottles with "Romilar"
on the label that I realized why people drank cough syrup! dextromethorphan
hydrobromide. Hey, I had heard of that but never knew thats what we were
taking in Korea.

Anyways, I got all the pills and that evening when I got back down to Al Hasa
(the little airfield we stayed at) passed them out to the friends who had
given me money (at cost no less, I share the wealth) That night as the
sun went down and the desert started to cool, we all took our cots out of
the tents and set them up out by the perimeter fence. So many fucking stars!
It was great, we had a tape player playing the doors and we were all
talking about home (it was like october or november and we had been there
since the first week of august, AIRBORNE!) and then the shit started
kicking in. too cool. Such intense tripping and people talking to themselves.
Weird but cool.

Anyways, thats a good DXM story :)

-terry

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From: [e-mail] (Scott Hollifield)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: First time on DXM
Date: 28 May 1995 18:42:27 GMT
Message-ID: <3qag6j$[e-mail]>

[The following is a 238-line recounting of my newbie experimentation.
If you turn your nose up at stuff like that, go ahead and skip it.]


It's four a.m.  The room is still swishing dramatically whenever I turn
my head.  I'm coming out on the other side of a DXM trip.

Okay,  I read the FAQ, I read about three dozen personal cases here on
Usenet, so I decided to try it, having finally figured I was bored
enough, and had enough time to spend, and frustrated over the lack of
acid in the area (which I've tried three times).

So at about 8:45 on a Saturday night, I sauntered on down to the
supermarket, which has a new pharmacy wing, and to my delight, found a
source of pure DXM in non-liquid form.  The FAQ I'd obtained from ftp
was out of date; it had said that you could get Contac Cold Caps in
Canada, but in the U.S., you pretty much had to chug down Robitussin or
similar.  However, Drixoral has just introduced these "Cough Liquid
Caps" which are pure DXM with no other active ingredients.  After buying
two boxes of 10 caps each, I rushed back home and reconnected to the
Internet, and discovered an up-to-date version of the FAQ on the WWW,
which mentions the Drixoral caps.

With water, I gulped down 7 caps, at 30mgs each, which I thought would be
enough to put me into the first "plateau" (I'm about 220 lbs.)
However, I was going by the outdated FAQ's recommended dosages, which
didn't take body weight into account.  Hence, over an hour later,
nothing is happening, when I should be feeling effects within 20-40
mins, acccording to FAQ.  I connect to irc, channel "#drugs", and ask if
anyone has any experience. (I veil my questions in the format of an
anonymous "friend's" activities.)  Not much help, although one guy tells
me my dosage was too low.  Well, it's 70 minutes later-- how much do I
take to "supplement"?  Supposedly, if you stagger it, the effect of the
early dose is dramatically decreased.  How much of this stuff have I let
go to waste?  I sort of go for broke, and end up taking more than I
really intend-- 330mg, for a total of 18 caps (540 mgs).  (My intention
was to take 8, maybe 9 more, but I emptied the first box and *then*
took 8.)

At this point, it occurs to me to take notes, while I still can.

-- FROM NOTES:
" 9:30 pm   took 210 mg"
"10:40 pm   noticing no fx whatsoever, took another 330 mg"

Not long after I took that second dose, about 11:00, I start feeling a
teensy bit nauseated.  Great, I thought-- no good effects, but I get gas
all night.  I lay down on the bed to read some old Stan Lee Spider-Man
comics.  Twenty minutes later, I notice that things sway when I tilt my
head.  So I stand up and walk into my computer room, which begins the
two-hour period (11:20-1:20) that I think of as the WEIRD TIME.

-- FROM NOTES:
"11:00 pm   begin to feel slight gas/nausea, laid down"
"11:20 pm   stood up, noted disorientation akin to dizziness"
<here the writing gets a bit more frantically labored, if you can
visualize such a thing>
"11:20-1:20  watched star trek ds9, noted enhanced perceptory fx during
viewing, got up, lay on bed, definite environmental distortions, then
nausea & vomiting; logged onto Usenet, very disorienting"

Thinking that I need to watch something on videotape to gauge
perception, I watch the most recent episode of Deep Space Nine I had on
tape.  I don't think I was cognizant of it at first, but from the very
start, I knew something was different.  The best way I can describe it
is that watching this was like watching a Deep Space Nine movie. By that
I don't mean that it was like a theatre, with seemingly enhanced
acoustics, etc.  I mean that the emotional scope of the show seemed like
a movie; it was like a movie in that resided in my head to the exclusion
of everything else as I was watching it.  My involvement was that of
seeing a movie.  It was very strange, and I'll always remember that
episode as the DS9 episode I watched while tripping on DXM.  After the
episode went off, I pressed "stop" on the control, and there was some
silly promotional thing on the satellite dish for Johnny Mnemonic, which
totally entranced me for fifteen minutes until the host cut away from
that to the woman who plays Dr. Quinn.  I staggered into my bedroom and
lay on my bed, with the "travel memory" of how I got there totally
erased once I did it.  It was like I was retconning my existence such
that walking from room to room never happened--I did it, I know I did
it, but my immediate memory didn't show it.  Just then, the nausea side
effects that I read about in the FAQ began to surface.  I teleported to
my bathroom and puked in the toilet 2 or 3 times.  I have a vague memory
of toweling off the rim, where it had splattered, and tossing the towel
in the laundry.  (This was at the height of my non-recollective state.)

I came back to the computer to connect to Usenet, where I read messages
about DXM, Johnny Mnemonic, and the episode of DS9 I'd just watched.
The feeling of connectivity was really, really intense.  It "filled me
through and through", I think the phrase goes; I guess the cyberspace
element of Johnny Mnemonic sort of helped, because there were moments
when it was sort of like being part of some universal cyber-environment.
Even though I watched about an hour of TV, the fact that two hours
passed was really unreal.

-- FROM NOTES:
"1:25   more vomiting"

Yep, back to the bathroom.  But the best was yet to come.  I went back
to my computer to diddle with Usenet some more.  As far as I can tell, I
just sat there for stretches of time and rode the effects.  It was very
much like a roller coaster where I hadn't yet decided if it was worth
riding again once I got off.  I had been playing CDs during this entire
time, but noted that while I was watching DS9, the key CD, the one I
really wanted to hear -- the Natural Born Killers soundtrack --  had
played without me hearing it (since I had it muted in favor of TV).
Somehow, I figured out how to back it up to that CD.  For some reason,
that soundtrack was a crucial element of my "peak".

-- FROM NOTES:
"2:00   felt room spin"
"2:05   feels like I'm 'riding' my desk"
"2:10   slight nausea"
"2:30   chatting w/fellow tripper on IRC"

Ah, here we go.  The "riding" sensation I felt worked in conjunction
with the music; my ride would come to a stop during some of the
stretches of silence.  It was (other than the puking) the one totally
un-acid-like thing I can point to.  In the three times I've tripped,
I've never got anything close to that type of movement.

I managed to set alight on Earth long enough to reconnect to IRC, the
#drugs channel again, where this time I was not at all equipped to feign
anonymity.  The most I could burble out, on my mushy keyboard, was,
"whoooosh.  dxm works."  (Despite feeling very connected to the net, my
typing felt oddly DISconnected; I had to carefully type out everything
slowly for fear of not getting it right.)

That started a private conversation with a guy who felt likewise, as
follows.  (Keep in mind that this was extracted out of a heavily edited
irc log with other conversations, people, garbage in the file.  Quite an
accomplishment for my state; I have memories of trying to edit the file
down something like four times.)

*** *Me* has joined channel #drugs

<Me> whoooosh!  DXM works!

<Other Guy> Me: YAY! another happy DXMer!!!!

*Other Guy* (privately) you dxmin

*Me* Yup

*Other Guy* cool! me too!

*Other Guy* you get that fucking mondo-itch yet?

*Me* No... had to go puke twice tho, and can barely type now  :)

*Other Guy* cool...i just got the satan itch in botch hands &
writss..now my+fuckin left hand feels like the bottom of my fingers are
swollen..

*Me* No itching for me yet... just lotsa confusion!  first time
for+me

*Other Guy* second time here...i took 240mg this time...i took 150mg
my+first...how much did you take?

*Me* I took 210mg, and nothing happened after an hour and a
half or+so so I took another 330mg

*Other Guy* heh...it takes a while to kick it...it took 2 fucking hours
for my 240mg to kick in

*Me* I've been trrying to take notes :-) I watched an episode of+Deep
Space Nine and it was pretty intense

*Other Guy* cool...510mg...ill do that much next

The fact that this guy was responding to me through all the muck felt
very significant and assuring, though; it was like I was pinpointing and
grasping a tether through an enormously noisy and busy storm.  Interestingly,
though the itch he mentions is an frequently reported side effect according
to the FAQ, I had nothing even approaching it.

Seems like I made several hazy attempts to capture this text buffer for
posterity before it worked.  Once it did, I felt a sense of
satisfaction, and CLICK, the CD player automatically changed disks.  Ah!

--FROM NOTES:
"2:40   some cognitive skill returning"
"2:50   ditto"
"3:00   taking first real collected account of what's happened"
"3:50   can now function, although still feeling motor fx, still
        experiencing speech problems"
"4:00   language skills returned, voice still feels disassociated, motor
        skills still affected"

Wow, it's now 5:00.  I feel fine, if still affected.

When I turn my head, I still feel a little dizzy, although this is
noticeably dwindling.  Reading small print is a challenge in
concentration.

So.... was my experiment a success?  I'd have to say yes,
although I might have had a different answer if you'd asked me at 2:00.
It's got some elements in common with acid, but it's not as social. The
worst part was the puking, but it's not as bad as I've made it out to
be, at all.  I mean, one might be inclined to say, "ew, puking? Not for
me!", but I really don't think that would be what would keep me from
doing it again.   The vomiting happened during a very hazy phase, so I
don't even have a clear linear memory of doing it.  The interesting
effects would seem to be worth it; the nausea is really brief, it goes
away quickly once you puke, and, as you're tripping while puking, it's
not nearly as unpleasant as puking while straight.  Next time, I'll try
to have more of an empty stomach; I indulged in a hearty Taco Bell meal
around 6-ish which I could taste coming up.

The other thing to be wary of, so I'm told, is sleeping it off.  The
best thing to do is to wait until all the effects go away before falling
asleep, otherwise you feel stupid all the next day.  I suppose this
remains to be seen, since I haven't yet gone to sleep.

My main impression right this second is how strangely time is distorted.
It seems like days since I watched that DS9 episode, and days before
that since I talked a friend on the telephone--even though I know it was
just this afternoon.

-----------------------------------------

Okay, it's the next morning, now, and I feel totally fine.  I must've
successfully waited the whole thing out, mostly. After writing the
above, I re-watched most of that DS9 episode (just to have something to
do), and it was back to being a regular old TV show...  rather odd
comparing the two viewings. I think the lingering effect of the drug
might have contributed to me not being bored by watching it again,
though.

I finally went to bed around 6:15, when I felt more or less okay.  I
woke up at 9-something to the sound of my dad doing work on the back
porch, and managed to sleep to a more ordinary 11:15.  When I woke up,
there was a little bit of lingering dizziness and teeth-chattering -- I
could get my lower jaw to compulsively vibrating like it does when your
teeth chatter -- but that's completely gone now and I feel like the
proverbial million bucks.  At first I suspected that I might be
afflicted with the lethargy that I had for an entire day following my
last acid trip, but there's nothing even like that.  Cool!  Ta-da!

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From: [e-mail] (Mickey Edward Estes)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: First time on DXM
Date: 30 May 1995 02:28:48 GMT
Message-ID: <3qdvt0$[e-mail]>

I've tried Vick 44 twice.  The first time was ~180mg followed by ~90mg
and a couple of bowls.  That was pretty intense for a short time but
ended with a long session in the john and passing out.  Hardly an
experience.  The second time was ~300mg (a 4 oz bottle) this had almost
zero effect.  I've gotten more high on stems and leaves.  I was pretty
disenchanted with DXM.  I failed to get any interesting results after two
attempts even though the first time had potential.  I pretty much decided
to not do it again unless I could find some pills.

Last saturday night, while my g-friend was getting us a movie I run over
to the shopping center to check out the drug store.  To my dismay it was
already closed but Safeway was open so I check in there.  I've tried
around my town and couldn't find any pills but to my surprise I found
Drixorals in the 20 pack for $7.99.  I was pretty stoked since the 10
pack costs $5.50.  I grab the box and plan on saving it for another
night since my g-friend is a non-tripper.  But after the movie she gets
tired and goes to bed.  I tell I wasn't tired and will be up later.  I
grab the box and go back downstairs.

I've read on the net about this guy that pokes a hole in the gelcap and
drinks the contents.  I would not reccommend this.  The liquid tastes
worse than the syrup.  Part of the problem was I didn't have a needle
like he suggested so I tried a knife, didn't work, so I resorted to
biting the gelcap.  One wasn't too bad so I tossed nine in my mouth and
tried to chew.  _Big Mistake_ I chewed as long I could and spat out the
shells.  I know I must have lost at least a quarter of the contents.  I
damn near puked the second I swallowed.  It took a major effort of will
to stop it from coming back up.  I was successful and sat back to watch
another movie.  I had taken between 200 and 300 mg's (which according to
the faq should have been enough for a 1st plateau).  I had taken more
with the syrup but I wasn't sure how different the pills were.  After
half an hour, no effect.  I pop the remaining 10 and bring my total
dosage to 500-600 mg's.  After awhile I get some effects.  The drunk
feeling was strong and the desire to roll around was strong.  After
tumbling on the floor for a little bit I try to listen to music.  I
wasn't that into it.  I found this odd because I find music listening to
be highly enjoyable on pot.  My g-friend woke up and wanted me to come to
bed.  Once in bed we have a long serious conservation about problems we
have been having for awhile.  Apparently there were minimal disturbances
in my ability to communicate otherwise my g-friend would have known.
After conversing, we make love until dawn.  I found my stamina was
dramatically increased.  I was extremely energetic and to make a long
story short, it was an excellent experience.  We go to sleep around 8am I
took the first dose around 12 or 1.  I awoke at 11 and was still feeling
the effects.

I was definitely on the other side at this time but still very effected.
I layed in bed, just thinking and visualizing.  I did not get the
distinct visuals some have described...they were more dreamlike.  Almost
the feeling you get when you just woke up from a dream.  I had this
complete feeling of well-being, similar to the after effects of an acid trip.

I slept until 1 or 2 and felt a little tired.  In fact I was well enough
to go to school and do some work for the rest of the day.  My g-friend
still wonders what came over me that night.  In fact she says maybe I
should stay up late more often...

They say 3rd time's the charm, it definitely was the case for me.  When I
get a chance I plan on experimenting with a higher dose or maybe
combining the same dose with some cannabis...

Happy trails,

ME

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From: [e-mail] (Vu (cosmos) Huynh)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: Re: First time on DXM
Date: 1 Jun 1995 18:18:20 GMT
Message-ID: <3ql09c$[e-mail]>

  I thought I would relate my own DM experiences with you..

  I've done it twice, have no inclination to do it again (although if I
  ever feel like it at some point, I'll do it).

  Both times started off with a dreamy-spacey feeling, and odd bodily
  distortion/balance feelings.  Walking around was great fun, almost
  felt as if I were floating.  I also remember noticing my pupils were
  dilated.  The effects were not of visual hallucination, but rather an
  emotional sort of thing.  I also felt as if I were approaching a threshold
  of some sort; sort of like when you're going up towards an intense acid
  peak; but the peak never came.  Maybe more would remedy that (both times,
  I downed a 100ml bottle of Benylin DM containing 15 mg / 5 ml, or 300mg
  DM total.  One of the times, I used DM with pseudoephedrine, but didn't
  notice much difference between the two trips other than mild stimulation
  and a shivery-goosebump feeling w/ the pseudoephedrine).

  All very interesting, but not profoundly so.

  Both times, I did it with the same friend and nobody else.  After the
  initial peak, we found we could talk about ANYTHING.  Our innermost
  fears and beliefs and experiences flowed back and forth without
  inhibition.  I can't think of many other times where I have established
  such strong communication with anybody.  There was also sort of a
  depressed, sad overtone to everything (which may have been the DM, or it
  may have just been us ;).  A strong sense of shame for drinking a bottle of
  cough syrup to get high.

  One unpleasant side-effect I might mention; the first time I did it, I ended
  up spending an awful lot of time on the toilet with severe diarrhea.  It
  wasn't terribly pleasant.  The second time was fine, for some reason.

  As for duration, I didn't relaly pay attention either time, but I think it
  was around 6-8 hrs from initial ingestion to the time that I had gone
  pretty much back to normal.  There was still some residual effect the
  next morning, and my pupils remained dilated for the entire next day
  and I felt somewhat spacey.

  All things considered, I'll stick with LSD, Mushroms, pot, and beer.

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From: [e-mail] (Torch)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM Journey
Date: 30 May 1995 22:07:55 GMT
Message-ID: <3qg4vr$[e-mail]>

Sunday 5/28  (3 * 120) mg liquid + (5 * 30) mg gelcaps + 300 mg
psuedoepehrine (in the gelcaps, no substantial effects)


I wrote this as a personal journal, so the writing assumes familiarity
with names, however it can be interpretted anyway.

Jason watched MindÆs eye.  I slept.  I awoke.  It came.  We went
downstairs.  Sat on swing while Jason smoked; put a towel out on
road to collect rain.  It rained hard that night, but the towel never
got wet.  We donÆt know why.
    I had my cloak on because it was cold.  We began to walk
outside, and jason told me to stop by the towel, look down at it,
then look up when he told me to.  When he told me to, I looked up,
saw the stars, the galaxy, the universe!  The lightning was
wonderful and the image was mystical.  Jason told me that what I
saw was my kingdom and that I owned all of it.  I loved it.  I felt all
powerful, like I was God, only not God, but, as Jason called me, the
Prince Of Darkness.
    We continued to the barn.  We entered the garage part and
sat down.  Jason smoked again; we talked.  He took off his towel
and put it on the ground for me to use as a pillow.  He told me to
lay down with my head on it, point my chin straight up, and look at
my kingdom in the sky.  It was wonderful again.  I stared at the sky
and talked about visuals.  He had many; I had nearly none.  So he
told me about the easiest thing to see: a dot.  He told me that he
would snap his fingers, and when he did, a dot would appear on his
fingers.  He snapped, and a green dot was on his finger.  It shifted
between my imagination and reality, but it was quite real.  After
playing with the dot for a while, he told my that it was spiraling, and
suddenly it was.  He told me to enter the spiral, into a new world,
and I did.  I walked through the spiral and into another reality.  It
was as if I had stepped into a black hole.  This new place was
incredibly surreal.  Clouds and mist surrounded me.   I wasnÆt yet
ready for this place, so I jumped back out of the black hole into the
real reality and told Jason what I had experienced.
    We continued through the garage into the storage area.  In
front of me was a small skull; it looked like the skull of a calf.  I
talked to it, but not out loud.  It was more of a mind merging.  This
seemed to go on forever, but was probably only a few seconds.
When I came out of it I noticed that the skull had disapeared.  I
turned to the left, looked out the window, and Jason explained how
we were on a cliff at the edge of existance.  I felt the cliff, and the
dropoff.  If I fell, I would fall forever.  I would never die because I
would never hit anything, but the eternal fall would become quite
boring.  We walked toward the railing behind us, and here Jason
told me that I would fall.  Or he told me that I was falling; I donÆt
remember which.  Either way, upon hearing that I did in fact fall.
Jason caught me though.  Jason told me to look up, and I did.  I saw
two windows on the top of the barn.  The place seemed very holy
and spiritual.  I stood there, staring up for a while, and worshipped.
    We walked out of the door and towards the hammock.  We
layed in the hammock and watched the lightning.  Jason told me
that the lightning man had talked to him and told him that he would
be struck by lightning that night.  Jason told me this, and told me
that if he were struck, then I would be struck too.  At first this kind
of scared me, but then I realized that Jason was psychotic and out
of his mind, that no real lightning man had talked to him, and that
since I have no real danger, I should go with it and enjoy it.  I
believed that I would be struck by lightning, and that it would go
through my body into the ground.  I didnÆt know whether or not it
would kill me, but that didnÆt concern me.  If it did kill me, I
decided, then it was my destiny to die that nite on that hammock
with Jason by the lightning, and so it would be, I decided.  Several
times incredibly bright lights would flash and I would think that we
had been struck, but we never were.  Jason talked about other
things while we were out there, such as the trees forming an orbis
around us, and how we were one of many cells forming tissue,
probably human tissue, I decided.
    The last and final episode that I remember was in my room.
We got up to go somewhere.  All the lights were off.  Jason
snapped his finger, creating my green dot.  I looked at the dot, then
at the walls of the room.  They were all made of dots, moving,
shimmering, and vibrating.  The walls moved in a kind of checkered
pattern.  It was an incredible site.
    This is all I can remember that is worth noting.



I think my memory retension from the night is around 90%, although I
have no way to make sure.  Both Jason and I remember the same things,
though, so I believe that we remember most of it.

In the next few hours Jason will write his account of the trip
and we will post it here.

Please post comments either here or mail :)
------
[e-mail]
PGP key available by finger

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From: [e-mail] (Scott Hollifield)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM II: Dextacy!
Date: 31 May 1995 22:13:25 GMT
Message-ID: <3qipm5$[e-mail]>

After my second attempt at taking DXM, that's my new nickname for it.
And it was plenty appropriate, let me tell you.

This time, I look less than before: 420 mg, in the form of 14 Drixoral
liquid cough caps.  Someone on irc advised me to take, in mg, two times my
body weight (in pounds), which would have been 440 mg, so I just rounded
down to the nearest cap.

It worked!  Unlike last time, there was *zero* nausea or ill effects.
Not eating anything beforehand helped, as did sitting still for a large
portion of the early half of my trip.

I also have yet to get any of the infamous itching effects from this
stuff.

Instead, I just sat in my chair and listened to a fully-loaded five-
slot CD player.  The funny thing about music here, at least with me,
is that the music itself doesn't seem especially enhanced.  I've
heard reports that DXM makes music seem more real, or textured, to
some people -- and I do get that sometimes with acid -- but it doesn't
really do it with DXM.  However, music *does* definitely enhance my
trip; it provides a pulsing soundtrack to whatever I'm experiencing,
and is very relevant, even if the music itself doesn't sound that
different.

Later, I walked around the house.  Played with my cat, which was nice;
the tingling of my skin felt like I had a normally-dormant "purr trigger"
which was being tripped, so petting the cat was almost mutual in a
weird sense.  I helped my mom tune the family's satellite dish, which
I wasn't sure if I would get through.  It was a bizarre, sci-fi-like
experience, like I was Johnny Mnemonic or something, but I kept a cool
head and managed to hide my DXM-induced stutter and jerky walk.

I got a call from a friend during the tail end of my trip, and I was
noticeably talkative and humorful; I think that would have been plenty
of fun if I'd done it during the stronger part of the trip.

Having taken the DXM at 5:00pm, I was nearly completely down by the time I
went to bed, around 11:30, and I was completely able to wake up this
morning at 5:30 and function at work.  The only noticeable after-effect
was an occasional quivering of my lower jaw, as if my teeth were compelled
to chatter due to being cold.  This happened mainly when I yawned, and
seems to have mostly disappeared over the course of the day.  I wouldn't
say I was active and energetic, as the FAQ says some people are --
probably due to me getting only six hours sleep and not being in very good
shape -- and I wouldn't have wanted to do anything demanding like manual
labor or interview for a job (the latter of which I have tomorrow), but
otherwise, I was tip-top.

Conclusion:  I don't think there's any explaining this drug.  It works
for some people, and for others, it's a bust.  I recommend trying it
at least *once*, under optimum conditions and in the proper form (no
additives like guanefesin, and in cap form, not syrup).


--
Scott Hollifield * [e-mail] * http://www.cris.com/~scotth/
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From: [e-mail] (Peter Cevallos)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs,alt.psychoactives,alt.drugs.culture,alt.drugs.usenet
Subject: ~*~ DXM SUCKS!!! ~*~
Date: 31 May 1995 05:08:05 GMT
Message-ID: <3qgtjl$[e-mail]>

After reading the DXM FAQ and psyching myself up, I decided to take 300
mg of DXM with two other friends.  To make a long story short -- IT
SUCKS!  All it does is that it makes you dizzy, itchy, and irritable.
Not exactly my idea of recreation, and much less mind opening drug.
Here's a little piece of advice to all of you out there, don't bother
with DXM -- IT'S CRAP!  I'd much rather sniff glue or swallow gasoline
or even smell Heliumm than ever try that shit again.  YUCK!!!

Sincerely and quite dissapointed,
Peter Cevallos
--
Better living through Phenethylamines and Tryptamines! :)

..but definitely not DXM! :(

Home Page: http://www.fiu.edu/~pceval01

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From: [e-mail] (Richard Moeller)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs,alt.drugs.chemistry,alt.drugs.psychedelics,alt.psychoactives
Subject: My experiences with extracting DXM
Date: Fri, 17 Feb 1995 05:19:53 GMT
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

Okay, there has been some interest so here is my experience with the
extraction process of DXM.

        It all started with a tip off from one of our local DXM gurus that
they were selling an HEB brand cough syrup 8oz for $2.50.  It  has roughly
720mg of DXM, equivalent to a 8oz bottle of Robitussin Maximum Strength.
I added the syrup and 8oz of water in a pyrex measuring glass and heated
it in the oven at 200 F for 10 minutes.  The purpose of this is to drive
off alcohol which I'll talk about later.  I used Red Devil Lye to create my
solution of NaOH.  It had been sitting out and I did notice a precipitate
at the bottom of the jar, so it is not totally pure after all.  I just used
an eye dropper to suck up the NaOH and never got near the precipitate at
the bottom.  It is possible that the precipitate is something that came
out of the water because I have been using tap instead of the recommended
distilled water.
        I then added the NaOH one 2ml dropper at a time and I stirred
roughly every five times.  The solution would get cloudy each dropper full
and then when I stirred, the DXM dissolved back into.  After about 40ml of
my NaOH solution the DXM stopped dissolving back into solution.  It all
depends on how strong your solution of NaOH as to how much you should add.
If you want to be really safe, buy some litmus paper that would be able to
test from 9 to 13.  I believe you are aiming for a PH of 10 and 13 is too
basic.
        After that, I just filtered the whole solution through student
grade filter paper.  I was impatient so if you have the time, I would
recommend you let all the precipitate fall to the bottom and then remove
the top 2/3 of the solution and filter the rest.  Ideally a vacumm filtration
system would definitely speed up the process.
        I then dryed the filter paper by putting it in the hot water heater
closet, and it only took about 30 minutes to dry.  I scraped off the DXM onto
a small piece of paper and saved it for ingesting later.
        I took it orally on a piece of bread and drank orange juice just
in case it played havoc with my stomach PH.  Results were very encouraging.
We went to a rave that night and it would have turned out much better if the
cops didn't bust it early.

More notes:
        My syrup contained only %1.4 alcohol by volume.  My opinion is that
you should try to evaporate all the alcohol because DXM is soluble in alcohol.
If it dissolves out of the general solution only to dissolve into the alcohol,
then you will not be filtering out any of the DXM that has dissolved in the
alcohol.
        I estimate my solution of NaOH was roughly 8mol.  I wouldn't worry
too much about the strength, just watch the PH of the overall solution.

I know this doesn't cover everything but if there are any more questions,
just mail me.  Be safe.

" With relief, with humiliation, with terror, he understood that he too
  was a mere appearance, dreamt by another" -Jorge Luis Borges
                Richard Moeller      [e-mail]

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~ "And so castles made of sand slips into the sea... eventually" -Jimi      ~
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From: The Magus <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs,alt.drugs.psychedelics
Subject: DXM - Marezine interactions...
Date: Mon, 17 Apr 1995 16:40:42 -0700
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

  Out of curiosity, I baught a box of Marezine (Cyclizine Hydrochloride)
last weekend.  I took 6 tablets and waited about three hours with no
results.  I then took 2 more.  So I supposedly had taken 4.8mg/kg.

  I box contained 12 tablets and I rember spliting in half.  The next
day, I found one empty half and the other is unaccounted for.  So, even
though I distinctly remember taking at least 8 tablets it's quite
possible that I ended up eating all 12.. which would be 7mg/kg..  So I
guess I took somewhere between 4.8 and 7.. ;-)

  Anyway, I wasn't getting much.  I felt strange and had some odd
irregularities in my vision: everything would be normal and then some
region of my vision would distort for a few seconds and return to
normal.  By midnight I had decided that nothing more was going to happen
but I really wanted to trip that night and happend to have some DXM
nearby.  So I ingested about 7.8mg/kg of DXM.  Then all hell broke loose ;-)

  Ordinarly, I don't get any psychedelic effects from DXM unless I have
at least 9.5mg/kg in me but I was tripping hard.  I was speeding through
corridors and I saw "the white light".  And when I opened my eyes.. it
was just wacky!  The room was filled with patterns of color and the
ceiling was lined with electricity.

  I don't know how long I was like this, but eventually things calmed
down and the room returned.  I thought, "that was really cool," and went
over to my computer to email a friend about it.  I have my term program
set up for a white on black screen and while I was typing I saw two
figures made of squiggles waltzing in the black areas of the screen.  The
text overlapped on top of them so it looked like the sqiggles were inside
the monitor.  I looked closer and was amazed at the detail.  Every
segment of each squiggle was dancing and twisting in a unique pattern no
matter how small of a segment I looked at.

  I watched them for a while and eventually my gaze drifted do my hands.
They looked odd but I couldn't put my finger on it.  I watched them for a
few seconds and the skin began to strech and flap around.  I then looked
down at my stomach and the flesh slowly flowed downwards leaving a deep
pit in my belly and pooling in the chair in front of me.  It looked so
strange I just couldn't contain myself.  I busted up laughing. ;-)

  Curious, I stuck my hand into the pit that had formed in my belly and
laughed some more as the flesh ran back up to fill in the hole.
Returning my vision to the screen I tried to typed somemore only to be
distracted by motion in the bottom right corner.  I took a closer look
and saw little purple lines jumping off the screen, spiraling outward a
few centimeters, falling back onto the screen, and running back to the
place where they started to resume the cycle...  craaaazzzyy.

  The rest of the night continued like this.. the hallucinations came it
spurts.  Things would be normal, then wacky, then normal again.

  What I want to know is:

   - Is this normal for a Marezine trip or was it some funky reaction with
the DXM?  like if I try just Marezine alone will I get just as crazy an
experience?

   - How safe is combining Cyclizine and DXM?  It took me a loong time to
recover afterwards (2 days, and I'm still feeling wierd).  There also
seems to be a good 7hrs of my memory missing... I remember
crossing the street at around 9am, seeing trails on a bus, and thinking
,"god I'm STILL trippig?"  Then sitting in the barber's chair at 4:30pm
getting my hair cut.  I can't for the life of me remember how I got from
my dorm to the barbershop! ;-)

  I also found that I had the shakes.  Whenever I picked something up, my
hands would start shaking uncontrolably like some senile old man's and
I'd drop it.  This cleared up by the 2nd day thankfully.

  - and finnaly, how safe is Marezine alone?  Even if the effects arn't
as intense, It may still be somthing fun to do every so often with
nothing else is available..  hmmm.. I guess this warrents more
experimenting..

  Overall I had fun and enjoyed the experience although I was
disappointed to find that Marezine dosen't seem to affect thought like
most other psychedellics.  Marezine seems to be just a hallucinogin and
not a psychedellic.  Maybe I should try mixing it with mushies?  mmmm..
now there's an idea!

             -Tarik

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From: cooljurk.sirius.com (gary rosen)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs.psychedelics
Subject: dxm trip
Date: Wed, 14 Jun 1995 10:16:45 -0800
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

yesterday i took dxm, 300 mg, in drixoral coughcap form, which also
included 600 mg of psuedoephedrine. About 30 minutes later, I started
feeling trippy, music got really good, and i listened to the orbs new
album twice. My friends and I were in a circle, holding hands, and i felt
supported by so many who had gone before me, like i was sitting in a chair
that reached up into the sky. I felt close to God and the Way Things Work.
I felt that I had finally made it to a group of elders, that they were
initiating me, that you couldn't tell people who hadn't been initiated but
that there are humans that have developed a kind of wisdom of how the
universe worked, and that for a moment, i had joined them.

the trip lasted a couple hours. I could not go to sleep when I went to bed
-- my heart was pumping fast. I finally made it to sleep, and i enjoyed
the trip a lot. I'll probably increase dosage next time.

Do people recomend one month between trips?

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From: [e-mail] (Miguel Morales)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: My Third Platau trip on DXM
Date: 4 Jul 1995 20:17:51 GMT
Message-ID: <3tc7lf$[e-mail]>

I am amazed I survived this overwhelming experience. I have done DXM now a
total of 6 times. I really like it at 2nd Platau dosages, It is really fun
while you still can get pretty fucked up. Up till yesterday  never had been
able to obtain the Drixoral gelcaps and always used Robitusin Max Strength,
wich i can chug. T minumise angovers i would take Vitamins, Lots of liquids
(non carbonated) and stomach pain pills. The result would be a great trip with
no hangover at all. But then i went to the farmacy Yesterday and  found the
gelcaps. I heard that they were a lot better than the syrup so i took a total
of 900mg (three boxes). I had never had a third platau trip before, i had
taken 750mg in syrup, but it was just like a really good 2nd platau trip and
no hangovers. Well, I came back to my room, logged in on IRC channel #pot
(great channel BTW) and asked a few questions bout  the gelcaps to some other
people that had used them before. They told me that the caused nausa sometime
but no other bad effects...heh heh, i still remember the last words of that
guy... Be carfull man.

I took all those damnd pill and started swolloing them. Some people say they
are big but i dont think so. I you swoolow them at the right angle, it will
not hurt your throat. I took me a whole hour to take all the 30 pills for the
gran total of 900mg. I was still chating on the channel with some friends and
another hour went bye and still nothing. I guess it takes a really long time
for it to hit you. Then a nesplit(irc got fuct up) happened and i lost my
connection to my server and couldnot log in anymore. well, it was now 2hours
and a half and i was still not felling thta much so  decided to go to the
dinning hall to eat something. Ass i walked there i could feel my vision start
to loose focus. Well i get there like 5 minutes later and now it was definetly
affecting me. I was weird because it all just hit me soo fast and when it did,
i knew i was in deep shit. I walked around with my good ol sealegs(you like
stretch your leg and dont feel them at at) and came upon a friend of mine. I
sat down with him and could feel the DXM soo intenselly now. we talked for a
while but my ability to comunicate was rapidly degrading, i was like saying
stuff that didnot meke sense to, I guess if it made any sense to my
friend. Then i strated feeling extremly hot and a little bit ichy. like i was
200 degrees, and I new that i had to get out of that place because this was
all just too powerfull, the noises. I mean, i did not want to endup in a
police station or a hospital. As i thought this my friend got up and told me
he had to leave and i tred to tell him to take me to my room or just help me
but i have no idead what came out of my mouth and he said bye and left.

Now i was really scared, I was intenslly feeling shit on my body (hard to
explain but if surges of electricity passed through me and ass if i were
moving up and sideways while just actually siting there), and i knew i had to
do somethig before i got anymore fuct up. Finally i got myself up and started
walking outside the building. I could barley see now, saw like tripple of
everithing. Closing one eye helped a bit but i still got lost a few times. I
made it out a took extreeme caution crosing the street. i must have waited
like 3 minutes to cross, there were just soooo many fucking cars!! and made it
to my room. By now, i estimate 3 hours since first intake, i was completly
overwolmed, i did not expect anithing like this to happen to me. I lost
complete knoledge of chronology, time, sense of who I was, and sense of being
alive. I now that ass son as i went inside i three myself in my bed and tried
to turn on my laptop. I almost no controll over anithing, like if you were
really drunk and you move your head around... . Then i triend to log in againd
i think to IRC, but the fucking system was still down. This just made it worst
for me, i felt like i was alone and was helpless. Then i tried to relax for a
while, put on some music and close my eyes, but i was seeing REALLY INTENSE
imagery with my eyes clossed, like if i were moving at lightspeed throgh
imaginary places that wee completly unreal while feeling myself actually
moving. i couldnt hanble this and got up and went back to mi computer, irc was
still down so i loaded a program i had of fractals called Fractint(i should
not have done this...=) ohhh my, ass soon as I set it on color cycling mode my
brain went haywire, i Halalusinated madly from then on. One halusination was
seing the word "hola"(hi in spanish) over everuthing like in a fractal patern,
and it still has not entirelly gone away, 24hrs latter. Another one was like a
small green vortex emerging from my computer, ans maybe some more that i dont
remember. After that i went into complete OOBE(out of body exp.) or i least i
think so, i thiught my body was dead, then i would come back in it and take a
big gasp of air, this was really bad and uncomfortable, i was like living in a
bad drem.

Well, next thing i recall slightly was my friend calling my name, he was
outside and was calling me to open the door to my brownstone( i live in a
apartment house of like 5 rooms), I got up and walked down, i was completly
floating, unable to walk straight or with any desire to do so and opended the
door. We then went back into my room and he toldme thet he had some weed.

I knew i didnot need weed, i did not want to gte anymore fuct up, but i had
told him the day before that i really wanted to smoke so i took a few
hits. All this time i was laying in my bed, and we talked for a while, at
least i could tell i was going down, but still really fuct and eventually he
left to B.K. I went to sleep and woke up at later and logged into irc, i was
really felling better now, but i had this awefull chemicall taste and felling
on me that was absolutelly discusting, never had it on syrup, i asume it is
related to the gelcaps, and chated with some friends and eventually fellt ok
and enjoyable.

Well, i have to say this. Never take third platau doses ALONE, or even if you
do make sure you can chill out couse its not a very plesant trip. The
xperience was very very intence, 3 time more intense that 3 tabz of acid on my
opinion and not very enjoyable. But if you want to, good luck, it may be kewl
for you, who knows? well, from now on ill stick with 500-700mg.

P.S. Didi i say fractals kick ass?

Miguel =)-*~~~ ~~ ~  ~     ~

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Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
From: [e-mail] ([e-mail])
Date: Sat, 15 Jul 1995 14:04:39 UTC
Subject: DXM trips not all fun...

Well, it wasn't fun for my girlfriend.

My first Robotrip was on a 4oz. bottle of some generic brand DXM only
liquid.  I was with two friends who were 'shrooming at the time.  We
also walked my two puppies.  It was fun until the end when I puked up
some pink foamy stuff.  Otherwise I had a great time.  Had all the
disconnected feelings (body-wise), the poor motor control, etc.

This last (2nd) trip wasn't so fun.  I had a left-over 4oz. bottle of the
liquid (there was a sale at the store...) as well as 20 Drixoral DXM gel
tabs.  We started by doing shots of the liquid (ICK!) and had 2oz. each.
Then over the course of an hour we took 10 tabs each.

After finishing the last 4 tabs, things started to feel weird.
Remembering how hard it was to walk as well as how hard it was to get up,
I had us sit down on a bench.  Everything was very loopy, but we were
fine.  Figuring that we might end up sitting on that bench all night, we
got up.  Walked for a while, then my girlfiend started to feel sick (she
doesn't have the strongest stomach in the world).  We went to this little
place we found while frying one night and sat down in a quite corner on a
bench (again).  My girlfriend couldn't overcome the nausea so we found a
nice dark corner (same place, not in the open) so she could boot.  I was
fine throughout all of this for a while.  Then for some unknown reason I
just got REALLY sick and had a boot-fest all my own.  After finishing my
little spell, I felt MUCH better, but not so for my girlfriend.

I wish she were here to relate everything, but basically she was sitting
on the steps not moving much afraid of letting loose again.  Everything
was black and having me hold her made her sick.  I wanted to go and have
some fun, but she didn't, no couldn't, move.  After a little while, I had
her move up to a landing on the steps.  She rested on the landing, but
was paralyzed there in a semi-fetal position.  Everything was dark (it
was still light out), and she thought she was going to die!  I had to
assure her that everything would be better soon.  It took 3 hours!

Anyway, my guess is that she did too much for her first try.  My
mistake.  Other than getting sick myself, I would have had a great time.

One question though, I have read that staying in bed (or on a couch) is
the desired DXM mode?  My first trip began walking to a friend's then
sitting for a while in this really crappy chair.  When I could finally
stand, we went walking again.  Is there a RIGHT way to have a DXM trip?
Should I have had my girlfriend take the 2oz. and then only 4 tabs to
start?  Or did DXM just not agree with her?

Dom
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From: [e-mail] (EclipseFG)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs
Subject: DXM Experience -- Best Yet!
Date: 2 Aug 1995 01:55:38 -0400
Message-ID: <3vn40q$[e-mail]>

A FOAF -- known only as TilDarkr -- sent me this to post.  He's been
DXM'ing recently.  This is a recount of his most recent (and best) trip.
It's number eight.  Incase anyone is wondering, his drug use is VERY
limited.  He drinks occasionally and has only smoked pot four times in his
life (five years ago).  He LOVES dxm and also wants to experiment with the
magic mushrooms but doesn't yet know anything about them (how to get them,
grow them, use them, etc.).  Anyway, just thought you'd all be interested
in this.

"ALIAS:  TilDarkr

AGE/SEX:  21/Male

WEIGHT:  230

DATE OF TRIP:  Saturday, July 29, 1995
HOW MANY TRIPS DOES THIS MAKE IN ALL?  8
FORMULA USED:  Drixoral Cough Caps
AMOUNT OF FORMULA:  30 caps (900 mg)
TIME OF DOSE:  9:45 pm

HOW LONG TILL EFFECTS BEGAN:  1 hour (appr)
DURATION OF TRIP:  8 hours (appr)

DID I LIKE THE TRIP?  YES!


Before the Trip (eating, certain actions, etc.)

     I had decided after I picked up a FOAF that I would go to McDonald's
and grab a burger and fries and drink because even though I hadn't puked
on DXM in a couple of trips, I was sure that taking 30 (the most I've ever
taken) would probably make me want to blow chunks.  And I thought eating a
burger and fries in between pills would help alleviate the nausea and the
pills wouldn't feel so sickening sitting in my stomach by themselves.
     We got to another friend's old trailer (he's moved out with his mom)
and pulled around back.  Then we went inside the trailer.  I took a piss
then we went back out to the car.

During the Trip

     We dosed.  We both took 30 caps.  A FOAF was reading my comic book
"Reid Flemming -- World's Toughest Milkman" while I thumbed through a
newspaper.  After an hour, I began to feel warm and I sensed a faint
metallic taste in the back of my throat that I usually taste in the start
of my trip.  I decided to go outside the car in case I got sick.  I didn't
get sick.  Then I had to take a dump so A FOAF and I went back in the
trailer.  I took a dump, then A FOAF went into the bathroom while I headed
back out to the car.  I started to trip really wonderfully before he came
back, and I was becoming increasing more interested in things outside of
the car (trees, bushes, etc.).
     Finally A FOAF came back out and we preceded to read our things.
Spin Doctors was playing softly in the CD player.  Soon my vision began to
blur, and after a while it was blurred so badly I could no longer read.  I
threw the paper in the back and looked at the comic A FOAF was reading
from my side of the car -- I could barely make out the pictures.  About an
hour later, we were both sitting in our seats.  I had my eyes closed a lot
of the time concentrating on very clear thoughts (not visual at this
moment) and eventually A FOAF wanted to listen to my Mozart CD and we were
both curious as to the effect of classical music during the trip.  Right
off we were blown away.
     As soon as the music began, my eyes closed and the car and the rest
of the world were forgotten.  I was surrounded by a thin membrane floating
above a very busy world.  So many things were going on below and I was so
very excited at what was happening.  I COULD FLY!  I was zooming
throughout the sky.  I think I could still hear the music in the back of
my mind, but the world in which the music was originating was forgotten.
I zoomed above the metropolis's of people, excited out of my mind with
joy.
     The song seemed to last forever (time crawls by so slowly on DXM) and
when it went off, immediately the scenario was lost and my first instinct
was to pause the CD player.  A FOAF instantly cried out "Oh, GOD!"  We
both just sat there, in shock at the power of our trip, each crying out
"Oh my GOD!  Oh shit!  Oh God!!"  A FOAF opened his door and even felt out
of the car, seeming to flounder outside, still crying "Oh GOD!"  He got
back in, and we hurriedly relayed our trips to each other.  The most
shocking was the fact that not only had we both imagined we were flying,
but that we had both had an intense trip at the same time -- seemingly
both linked to the Mozart.  He said something to the effect of "Let's get
the next one going."
     I took it off pause and when the next song started I was immediately
swept away in the same fashion.  This time, however, I thought I could
feel what A FOAF was imagining and I tried to float into his trip.  The
song again seemed to last forever and it ended the same way:  I paused the
CD, we spent a while gasping, feeling out of breath, and we relayed our
trips.  I told him about trying to cross over into his trip and he said he
tried to do the same with me, which really had me freaked.  Though I don't
believe either of us could actually cross over like that, it seemed as
though we could (though we never felt we had).  Confusing, I know.
     The rest of the night was similar.  We tripped harder than ever
before.  Sometime during the night A FOAF had put in a White Zombie CD.
     Finally the sun was coming up and we decided to leave.  But my tire
was flat.  I pulled to the driveway (I was still VERY high and could not
see worth shit).  A FOAF got out and changed the tire for me -- he seemed
MUCH more in control than I.  For some reason, I felt very detached from
the world, as though I could never go back to the way things were.  I was
worried about my wife and my business, already missing them.  Worried
about what would happen if I remained high for the rest of my life -- that
I may never return to normal.  Soon, these thoughts faded and A FOAF drove
my car slowly to the park where he had his car.  Then he followed me home.
 I drove terribly slow (NEVER drive while intoxicated -- it's very
dangerous and I should NOT have been out there).  When I got home, I went
to bed.

After the Trip (after effects)

The next day I was more lethargic than ever.  At one point of the day
while I lay on my bed, a severe case of the rollie-pollies overcame me
(which I had never experienced before) and I didn't nothing but stretch
all my muscles and twist into very comfortable positions.  The whole
rollie- pollie experience felt wonderful as I stretched.  Late that night
I had somewhat returned to normal.  It had been the best trip yet."

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From: [e-mail] (RMay657956)
Newsgroups: rec.drugs.psychedelic
Subject: DXM - not working quite the way i want...
Date: 24 Sep 1995 22:35:37 -0400
Message-ID: <4454hp$[e-mail]>

greets. i took 600mg (2boxes/20 capsules..)(about 11mg/kg) and here were
the results (as chronological as i can remember)..
1-take em
2-amuse myself for 20 minutes
3-a little dizzy for 20 more minutes
4-laid down and listened to music for quite awhile. i felt ok but no
hallucinations
5-my head started itching real bad for about 5-10 minutes
6-puked
7-diareha
(by this point i couldnt stand up straight)
8-felt better, went back and listened to music again (still no
hallucinations)

now my questions are 1) why am i not seeing things? what i really want out
of this is to see things and music. 2) what can i do about the puking? 3)
is the diareha realated to the dxm? because in the faq it says that it
causes gas which is the exact opposite. if it is caused by it, what can i
do to prevent it? thanks alot and please post any replies straight to the
newsgroup.

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From: [e-mail] ([e-mail])
Newsgroups: rec.drugs.psychedelic
Subject: dmx experience
Message-ID: <45i5hd$[e-mail]>
Date: 12 Oct 95 04:28:29 GMT

Hi, first i'll talk about my experience with dmx the other day.

    Bordom hit in my home at about 6:30 last saturday.  I had nothing to
do, nowhere to go, and just a little pot to smoke.  I had no acid so I
remeber reading about dmx in this group.  I went out to the local drug store
and bought 1 pack of drixoral gelcaps. There was 10 in the pack and they
each had 30 mg of dmx in them with a bunch of inactive ingredients also.  I
took all ten at once and sat down to watch tv.  I was afraid that I was not
goin to trip too hard cause I'm used to trippin on acid so I ran drove back
to the store and bought another pack.  From that pack I took 4 more making a
total of 420 mg of dmx. It was about 7:30 by now.  I sat down and watched
tv.  At about 8:30 I started feelin a little dizzy so I broke out the pot.
OH no, I have no more papers and My parents rudly confiscated my pipe about
a month back<grin>.  I stole 2 of my moms cigerettes and emptyed all the
tobbaco out of them and crushed my pot into little tiny particles and
preceded to TRY to put it in the ciggerettes (I was more then a little dizzy
by now).  Well finaly I did it and smoked the pot.  Well by this time I was
pretty high.  I had to take a piss but I couldnt and I didn't want to have
to hold it in my whole trip so I jumped in the shower an ran the hot water,
thakfully it worked.  I turned on a movie and started to watch it(Tank Girl,
very stupid movie by the way) Well about 25 minuites into the movie I found
out that I really haven't been watching it but I was kinnda just starin off
into space.  I shut the movie off and went into my room cause I wasn't sure
when my parents were comin home and didn't want to talk to them at this
moment.  When I was walkin I felt like I had little control over my body and
felt verry sick.  I turned the tv on in my room and lied in bed.  I thik
that Max Hedroom was on and I noticed that time really wasn't that absolute.
 One minute felt like an hour and I kinda lost a couple of hours too.  I
threw up about 10 times.  I ran to the bathroom<kinda> and threw up god
knows what.  I hadn't eaten that day since about 4:30.  Well I went back
into my bed and I felt like I was dying.  I knew I wasn't cause I remeber
reading a post about someone goin to the hospital and the doc said he
couldn't had died from that much.  Well I just lied there and I think I
hallucinated but I wasn't sure.  Everything felt like it was fake and life
felt like just a state of mind.  I remember my father comin into my room to
see If I was home.  The lights were out and the tv on so he saw me but I had
one eye closed <It was easyer to see with one eye closed cause otherwise
with using two eyes everything was blurry) so he thought I was asleep.  I
remeber just lying there staring at the tv screen for hours.  I was
thinking about the begining of life cause thats what weve been taking about
in bio and came up with some interesting things and feelings.  I threw up
about 6 more times.  I stayed up to about 4:00 I think.  I slept the next
day till 7:00pm, my mom thought there was somethin wrong but I just told her
that I had a bad headache so she wouldn't worry.  The whole day after I felt
like I was still tripin a little and the world was still kinda spinin.  I
didn't feel totaly normal till about 3 days after.  All in all It was a very
interesting experience and I learned alot about myself in different ways
during the trip.  I'm not sure weather I'll do it again but I might now
since I know what to expect, during the trip I just wanted It to end cause I
was feeling so sick.  It was alot stroger than about 2 hits of acid and the
time distortions were really interesting.  I only wish that it didn't make
me throw up so much, is there a way around this, would it be better if I
took a liquid ie Robo instead.  I remeber people writin about an itching
feeling but I never felt that at all throughout the trip, I wonder why?

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From: [e-mail] (Benn Burton)
Newsgroups: rec.drugs.psychedelic
Subject: DXM EXPERIENCE
Date: 16 Oct 1995 05:21:04 GMT
Message-ID: <45sq40$[e-mail]>

Hello.  First of all, thanks to everyone who emailed me with advice on how
best to go about a DXM trip for the first time.  All advice was helpful and
as such, appreciated.
Now for my description of the trip.  Hopefully it may help other would-be
first time experimenters of DXM.  I can't vouch for the experiences of my
two friends who also made this their first DXM experience but will include
some of their observations where necessary.  All three of us decided that
300mg was the best dose and consequently downed a 100mL bottle of Robitussin
DM at 3mg/mL.  I'm not sure about in the States but here, Robitussin DM also
contains Guaiphenesin which apparently causes vomiting and/or the shits.
Well admittedly I did get the shits once but any unpleasant effects (of
which there were next to none for the whole duration) were vastly outweighed
by the pleasant effects which, to me at least, were numerous.  I didn't eat
anything all day and so, had a completely empty stomach.  Both of my friends
had eaten a couple of hours beforehand.  One had the shits quite a lot and
the other vomited once.
We downed the whole bottle around 7pm and half an hour later, started to
feel "intoxicated"; similar to alcohol intoxication.  About fifteen minutes
later, we shared a joint and then all lay down on our matresses and put some
good music on, Miles Davis' "Bitches Brew".  Soon, the effects began to
become noticable.  I just felt very comfortable lying down with my eyes
shut.  The best way I can describe how I felt was that it was like dreaming
except that I was awake ... something like lucid dreaming.  At this point
and indeed for the reat of the trip, I'd be thinking of things and then I'd
be "virtually" acting these things out in my head.  Closed-eye visuals
weren't very common nor were they vivid, though I imagine at a higher dose
they'd be far more obvious and intense.  Despite this, I could visualize in
my mind's eye what I was thinking.  After a while, I decided to change the
music and went to stand up.  I just soared into a standing position and then
lurched about a little but felt very light.  The music I chose was some hard
trance.  It went down well and by now I was beginning to notice the amazing
effects of the music.  I can't really say how long into the trip I was
because I simply didn't think of time but it was probably two hours since
ingestion.  At this stage, I decided another smoke was in order so I packed
a few cones (bowls) and one of my friends joined me.  The other appeared to
be asleep.  After this, I changed the music to Enigma's second one and this
is when the really intense and pleasurable aspects of the trip reached their
highest point.
I lay down as usual and returned to my dream-like state.  The music just
felt superb and flowed right through my body.  I'd lost quite a bit of
sensation in my body and it seemed to merge with the music like pure energy.
I find it a most difficult, in fact, impossible thing to describe.  It was
at this point that I decided the porcelain bus needed a visitor.  However, I
was so utterly comfortable and the sensations felt so superb that I just
didn't have the desire to get up and go.  Eventually, I arrived at the
conclusion that if I did go, I'd be a lot more comfortable when I returned.
I was a little annoyed that I'd have to leave this dream-like state and
probably not be able to return to it.  Not so!  When I returned from the
toilet, I was very pleased to discover I could just go straight back to the
dream-like state I'd been in ... including all the merging, like energy with
the music.  When Enigma finished, I spent about ten minutes trying to decide
what to put on next before realising that nothing in my collection could
possibly match the superb sounds and sensations of Enigma so I whacked it
straight back on.  After it ended for the second time, I put on a compiation
CD of mellow trance and began my decent into real sleep.  The trip wasn't so
much wearing off (though it probably was physiologically) my dream-like DXM
state was just merging with the approaching sleep that was to overtake the
experience.  It may have been about 1am.
I awoke at 8:30am in the morning feeling absolutely fine.  No hangovers and
no ill effects of any other kind.  About half an hour before I'd drifted off
the night before, my head had been pounding, like a bad hangover.  Still not
bad enough to become unpleasant, but noticable all the same.  In the morning
though, there were no ill-effects whatsoever.  We all went for a skate a few
hours later and I've felt nothing untoward since.
In conclusion, this first experience with 300mg was superb and has ensured
that I'll do it again soon, probably with 450mg.  It was definitely a second
plateau trip though most likely at the beginning, in other words, far from
nearing a third and still leaving much in the second to be discovered next
time.  My recommendations based on this first experience are these:

1.  No food on the day you intend on tripping with DXM.  I had the fewest
unpleasant effects and my two friends had eaten that day.

2.  For first time users:  Start with a small dose; no more than 300mg.  I
imagine that if I'd taken any larger a dose (400-600mg) I would probably
have freaked a little bit.  A few times during the experience, some
sensations were difficult to explain to myself but owing to the relatively
small dose, I was easily able to deal with these.  At a higher dose, it
would most likely have been more difficult to do this.

3.  Set and Setting are very important as far as I can tell.  I'd made my
loungeroom very homely with coloured lights, comfortable surroundings, and
most importantly, a good stereo with speakers in different corners of the
room.  I imagine headphones would be even more brilliant but there were
three of us and only one stereo.  I tried a variety of music styles but by
far the most superb was Enigma.  Electronic music with plenty of deep bass
felt the best.

4.  Smoke some herb some time after ingestion.  The three of us agreed that
smoking the joint half an hour after ingestion was too soon but the
cone/bowl maybe two hours into it really brought on the enjoyable effects
and added to them.

Anyway ... This first experience with 300mg was all good, IMO.  Next time
I'll be trying 450mg as I've decided to go slowly so as to minimize the
likelyhood of having to deal with too much at once.  One of my friends
thought the experience was good enough at 300mg and that he probably
wouldn't bother with a higer dose as a result.  Sorry for the length of this
post but I thought it might help those interested in trying DXM for the
first time.  Thanks again for those who emailed advice my way over the past
week.

peace,

Benn

--
Thanks, cheers and good Karma,

Benn

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From: [e-mail] (Jim Craig)
Newsgroups: alt.drugs,alt.drugs.psychedelics
Subject: DXM: Where Do You Want To Go Today??
Date: Fri, 20 Oct 1995 08:51:43 GMT
Message-ID: <467oid$[e-mail]>

DISCLAIMER: transcribed from FOAF's notes w/o internet access...

Well I must say that the new acid-base extraction technique is <very> good
and easy to do for the non-chemist (me). I extracted twice, successfully,
from a generic DXM-only formula. <Very> successfully. When the naptha
dries out, the DXM (or whatever the hell it is at that point) forms into
beautiful, clean white crystals.

Notably, I have found that the extracted DXM is <way> different
psychoactively than the DXM HBr as is in the bottle.

I have done two trips on the free base, once with the all the extracted
DXM from an 8oz bottle, and once from an unmeasured amount (eyeballing it,
I would say 250-300mg, I was looking for a high-first-plateau).

So how was it different? Most notably:

1. I do not get the "rush" when the drug is coming on. I couldn't really
tell <when> it kicked in, it just <did>. One moment I was "fine and dandy",
and the next, I was roboing. This is a little weird and distinctly
different than the unadulterated DXM HBr. I could venture to say that
when it began to take effect, instead of the "rush", I felt "weird"; "I
wonder if it's working". It took some time to realize that it was.

2. There was much less "speediness" in the trip. I would say that on
both occasions my energy levels remained level, but of course, different
than normal (what is normal anyway?). Actually, on the first plateau
trip (which I have just came off of), I felt somewhat relaxed and
energized at the same time (a very good feeling, one that I might
correlate with MDMA (of which I have no experience, can't find it.))

3. Enhancement of sensory input more apparent, especially that of smell.
Enhanced euphoria from sensory input. Everything smelled, felt, looked, etc.
better than comparable amount of syrup-slamming.

4. Somewhat less motor impairment on both trips (this was good).

5. Much less peach inspediment :^)

6. More consious confusion on second plateau trip (this was bad). I feel
it may not be confusion, but in fact less surface confusion and more
lucid realization of what is happening your head. If that does not make
sense, it probably shouldn't anyway. DXM really toys with me in that
aspect. When I think of doing a complex task, my mind has already thought
the task out and decided how I will screw it up (or succeed) before I even
execute it. Make sense now?? Based on this I would strongly recommend
that on the second plateau you have absolutely nothing important to do.

I would like to say that my trip tonight (high first plateau) was
_fantastic_. I simply felt good all night--no speediness, no confusion,
no nervousness (I am a DJ and find that when I accidently hit the second
plateau too hard it impairs my ability which makes me nervous),
no motor impairment. The head buzz was completely different than syrup
swigging. Much more clear thinking and totally different effect on music
(a much better one--on DXM HBr the music sounded louder, more distorted,
and flangy (there is a new word for you), but on the free base it sounded
clearer and cleaner with more 3D effect.). I felt much more creative on
the firt-plateau free base too; as a matter of fact, I _know_ I was
more creative.

I also noticed (back to the senses thing) that my nostrils felt clear
and breathing in through my nose felt cool or mentholated.
But then again, I smoke menthol cigaretts, maby the menthol "smell"
was enhanced. Time
distortion (time seems to go slower than normal) was about the same as
with the HBr, but more euphoric than HBr ("cool, I still have 3 hours
left of this!"). I also noticed that on free base, it took more time to
realize effects, and duration seemed somewhat shorter.

Now to my question:

?Why?

I know I probably used a little too much NaOH in the extraction (I want
to get it _all_  :^) . But this shouldn't make a difference, should it?

I can only guess that some (or most) of the DXM converted to DXO. Is
this possible?

Or, perhaps, does the body metabolize the free base differently than the
HBr to the extent that a marked DXM/DXO ratio change is produced? (I put
the free base in orange juice; it did not dissolve).

If you have answers please post them. Also, if you have experience with
free base DXM and found it different than the HBr, let us know.

A note on extraction: it is easy, you get good yeild, and it _is_ more
potent than DXM HBr (at least in me, theoretically; YMMV). A glass of
free base and orange juice beats slamming syrup or gagging gelcaps
even on your worst day. Zero nausea, zero digestive noises and zero
diahrrea [sp].

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Newsgroups: alt.drugs.psychedelics
From: [e-mail]
Date: Thu, 19 Oct 1995 22:08:06 UTC
Subject: DXM experience

I took a doze of 600mg in pills (third try, first was 150, second 200),
and had a very very different experience from the small dosages, the
only psychedelic experience...

Here's small story, I'll post a GIF of a picture I did after the trip
(of the trip) with a pencil plus a more comprehensive explanation of
the trip -- once I have the time.

I'll repost this one with the picture...
NOTE there are INTERESTING STUFF down there, check it out, especially
the AWAY - section (has this word in capitals) :)

JOURNEY BEGINS...

PRE - ignition minus days...
I watched Stargate twice in two days, four days before the trip.

I hadn't eaten anything that day or the day before (accident, I admit!).
The day I took antioxidants (two brands, general stuff -vitamin E, beta-
karotene etc, a combo).

IGNITION - 0 mins in
I take 0.5 liters of water and the pills all at once

FLY NEAR THE GROUND - 15 mins in
I just couldn't drive a car (just didn't understand how the road went!!!) so
I stopped the car and stepped out. Fortunately my friend understood,
I was unable to inform him to take the wheel(!) and just stood outside
until he stepped out on the other side, and I sat there...

NAUSEA - 20 mins in
I understood it was a bad move (although I *knew* it would be) not to have
eaten anything PLUS eating them in 1 minutes time (should space in about
15  minutes time, perhaps 200mg every 5 mins?).

I puked once, then I decided I'd clean my stomach and puked twice after
drinking water. I decided this was enough puke and didn't feel bad
for the rest of the trip.

FLYING LOW - 25 mins in
I was in the car "hanging" out from the window and saw myself in the
pyramid-shaped ship of Stargate flying about 500m up and 100m to the
right of the car. My friend who drove the car wouldn't have seen me
there because it was my side of car and so high... I figured. That's
why I didn't tell him I was up there(!).
This was the whole journey from the cliffs (where I took the doze) to
my friends house. And, simultaneously, flying the paris-dakar rally in
the pyramid:
First  5000km was 100m in the car until the first traffic lights.
Second 5000km was 200m more, near the bus-station of our town.
Third 5000km was to the friend's house...

Simultaneously I felt every atom of N touching my face and the tires-
oh my god the tires bounced since there was so much picture (how do
I state it in english, the stuff that guides rain-water from under tire...)
and I felt every round of every tire about 300 times since they bounced
off the ground, again and again...)

At the friends house I understood I saw only glimpses of the real world,
a fraction of a second every three seconds. I just couldn't walk
since I saw a static picture of surroundings every 3rd second, rest
of the time I was in a light tunnel where different "laser" kind of
effects were shot around me from in front of me from one point.

I was able to enter his place since he held my hand and guided me
(I was not impaired, only didn't see a lot and understood very little
of what I saw). He has 2 single stairs (both 15 cm high), and he
let go of my hand just a meter from his outdoor. I stared at the
stairs and he said "they are stairs", and I wondered what one does
with those. I realized one walks them up, and so did I get in...

AWAY - about 40 mins to 1, 2, 3 hrs ?
I was away.
Not able to explain specifially. Physically I lie in sofa at friends place,
I was told...
However, parts of this, somewhere along the road in this AWAY-portion:
small stories I occurred... (<--- no typo, check!) (ilmenin pienina tarinoina?)

  AWAY - LOGICAL ERROR
Background:
  there was not 'me', no light, darkness but no darkness, nothing... and
in the middle of all that:
Logical error:
 my thoughts wondered around...
 i made logical error! Abstract kind, like true == false (== means is exactly)
 what ? my brain doesn't make logical errors, I'm a logical "being"
  (though I did *not* exist at the moment, I was logical, I knew somewhere
   I was logical...) I exist ? Not worth thinking...
 Oh, it is a drug.
 So what if it is a drug?
 This drug causes logical error!
 Causes..? So..?
 So enjoy. I take drug for enjoyment.
 I go another place, very abstract, can't explain :) (!!!). I *enjoy*
  the experience.

  AWAY - LIGHT TUNNEL
I fly the light tunnel in the corner of the pyramid-spaceship. I see windows
in the light at every side... Light was not like squares (down) but more
like falling between four skyscrapers and the ground is nowhere. I could
change way I fell up or down the way I wanted (although there were
just two directions, not up-down actually).

  AWAY - TRUE HALLUCINATIONS
Two friends are next to me with their heads like the ones of guards in
stargate. This is *real*, we are flying somewhere (! never heard robo
halllucinations feel *real*).

  AWAY - ROBO (!) (nontrue hallucination, this I just see, don't know
                   it is true, although don't know it is false...)
My friends are robots, they move very rigidly and robot-like. I am a robot
too, there's a very REAL picture in the GIF about what we looked like,
basically like very skinny figures...

   I
   I          Head, everything is as skinny... No faces, no nothing,
   I   /      everyone looks alike, yet I know who is who by their
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From: Christopher B Reeve <[e-mail]>
Newsgroups: rec.drugs.misc
Subject: My drixoral experience
Date: Fri, 21 Jul 1995 08:57:25 -0400
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>

Before I forget, I'll type in a quick summary.  I'm still experiencing
the tail, so it's difficult to type.  Very, very intense.  I think I
miscalculated the dose for second plateau, or simply misunderstood the
implications of second plateau.  It's almost 9 in the morning now, and I
still feel drunkish/grinnish; dosed at 10 last night.  Thought it would
never end.  Listening to music while on robo was very strange.  I was
transported to a world where I could move through strangely-built walls.
 There were walls everywhere.  I was getting CEV's like hell, and it
continually amazed me that I could move my hands in front of my face and
yet not see them in front of the landscape I saw.  The landscapes I did
see were not vivid.  Just patterned, textured, etc.  Constant grin.
Always walking on my heels.  Towards the end, started to worry about the
damage being done to my body, and decided to not repeat experience on
this basis.

Does anybody else ever get the impression that they have experienced
drixoral intoxication before in childhood?

Christopher B. Reeve
3rd yr Electrical & Computer Engineering Student, Carnegie Mellon

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From: [e-mail] (Jack Nilch)
Newsgroups: rec.drugs.psychedelic
Subject: DXM and LSD (read this)
Date: 17 Oct 1995 14:48:15 GMT
Message-ID: <460fng$[e-mail]>

wow. this is definitely the most pleasurable experience i have ever had.
i am off now to go do older-brotherly-duties, but i suggest you at least
read it. definitely a VERY good experience. nothing but positive out of
it. kinda like to hear whate mr. white has to say about the time
distortions. those were _weird_.

impossible. I am going to attempt, for the benefit of myself and
others, to describe the experience i had last night. please note, also,
that i am as i write this, living down a pretty glorious acid trip, and
trying to jump into another day on the job, via 10mg Ephedrine HCl.
anyhow, to get on to the task at hand.

So last night, i bought 2 600mg packages of DXM. (Drixoral Liquicaps!)
my friend chugged his pills and dosed 1 tab (if you figure he had about
2 _good_ tabs around 125ug each, thats ~250ug LSD) about 730pm. (we
will referr to him as "D" now) This was D's first experience on the
drug, i think. We each weigh in the neighborhood of 120kg. so the 600mg
was a fairly low dose, ~5mg/kg. I was going to be driving someone
around at 1030, so i refrained. D then smoked a little marijuana (i
think about 4 grams of some pretty good stuff). He was enjoying it (it
probably being the acid) at 930, and at 1030, but wasnt really noticing
the effects of the DXM. at 1030, i called the friends i was supposed to
be driving, and plans didnt work out. so at about 1045 or 1100, we went
to the school next door to my house. I took all my pills fairly
quickly, and then played with my two tabs. Eventually, D started
rolling around on the ground telling me how good it felt. i explained
to him that there was avery high chance of that being DXM. he told me
he liked it a lot. in the meantime, i would guess it was around 1125 or
so, i was beginning to feel a bit sick to my stomache (which is
unusual, i usually dont have problems with the pills that way), and i
guessed that smoking a little marijuana would stop that. it did, but i
took a very small amount of it. i took about two hits off of the plant
that D was smoking in the hours before 1100pm. D was really enjoying
things by about 1145, and he decided it would be fun to play with the
computer and listen to music (specifically Pink Floyd -- it seems that
its right for almost all occasions, all drugs). When we got to my
house, D didnt agree with Pretty Hate Machine after a while, and it was
quickly replaced with Pink Floyd. At this point, he was calling various
bulletin boards and talking to people while th effects of DXM washed
over me (and thats a good description, too. thats what it felt like. as
if the effects were washing in on me with a tide). When i stood up and
felt the very typical DXM-ish movement feelings (people who have used
this know exactly what im talking about), i decided that it would be
fun if i got in on the modem games, too. So i posted a couple of pretty
unintelligible messages and bothered a few people, and then D and i got
to talking.

This would be the peak.

The best way to describe how i felt at that point would be ... ripped
out of time. i was having INTENSE feelings of "waking up" at one
moment, when i had very vague memories of another moment, and i was
asking questions like i wasnt sure it had actually happened. D
indicated after a while he wanted to leave, and i kept saying "Did you
just say you wanted to leave?" over and over. it was very much like i
couldnt believe that that moment, which had passed through my senses a
second or two ago, actually existed. This lasted for quite a while. i
have no real concept of time, and in fact dont remember much in that
period except that it was STRANGE. Exhillarating, yes, STRANGE. Vague
memories of looking at myself in the bathroom mirror thinking that i
would just walk out of there and it would be a sunny afternoon and i
would be sober (i think D was making me anxious at this point ant i had
a sense of urgency for it to end. unwise, i think.) and just walk
around. the sensation seemed so far off, like i could never possibly be
sober again if i didnt get the exit from the bathroom just right.

Leading up to and descending from the peak of the trip.

well i noticed some weird things that i didnt notice normally on a
usual DXM trip. Note that i usually take 900mg+ and this was a much
lower dose than normal. First was that i really didnt feel pain at all.
i felt pressure. i even went as far as to demonstrate this to D by
repeatedly punching my arm. I have a bruise there and thought that i
was stupid for doing it later, but i think its important to note that
you shouldnt deal with anything that could be painful. period. you
could really hurt yourself and not even know it. i also had the fun
stuff from DXM and pot, but i didnt think i should be feeling as
"laughy" as i was for the amount of THC i ingested (perhaps D's plant
was much stronger than i thought, or perhaps under the influence of
LSD, DXM becomes much lighter, and more... "fun"). Playing around with
the mac-vcr thingy was fun, and i was pointing out to D the girl on a
cassette that i had recorded -- repeatedly. which almost brings up this
one, too. i always felt a need to be fixated with something on this
drug. it was like after D left my house, i had to find something to
center my attention on. it wound up being the vRave. (then of course, D
showed up and that was great). Ah yes. and toes. i discovered my toes.
i will never EVER look at feet the same way. my toes were wiggling the
entire duration of this experience, and it was great. intensely
pleasurable feeligns just emenated from my toes. (another difficult
thing to explain i suppose.)

Comedown....

usually the worst part of any trip. aside from being a little
dehydrated, which is to be expected from almost any drug use, i feel
perfectly normal albeit a bit tired. before approaching sobriety,
(which i dont think im entirely at yet, that is still a few hours off,
at 730am, now.) i had a very pleasureable psuedo-dream state for a few
hours. it probably started at 530 or so, when i decided i needed to get
some sleep. i turned on the CD (Talking Heads this time), and tried to
sleep. When you close your eyes to go to sleep, you do it to relax,
because there isnt anything there. its supposed to be just black. well
i simply couldnt sleep that way, thats why i say pseudo-dream state. it
was resting (i feel okay after a couple hours of it and im gonna go
tackle everyday life now) when i closed my eyes i had intense colorful,
pattern-orinted hallucinations. VERY vivid. not realistic, but VIVID.
definitely. I eventually got up at about 715am. about 9 hours total
time, with a bit of lag (no black when i close my eyes yet, but its
getting there).

it would seem that DXM and LSD serve to amplify th effects of one
another. no ill effects except that time distortion. probably would
have been a lot more fun if i didnt feel that urgency and lack of
control. perhaps it would be a lot of fun watching tv, or playing
something easy like tic tac toe. If i had it all to do over again, what
i would do is either dose the acid and the DXM at the same time, with
an OTHER 600mg of dxm, when the time distortion stuff started going
away (a good 4 or five hours in) OR i would let the acid work its magic
for an hour or so and then hit the 600mg of DXM, and let it go for the
rest of the acid duration.

as it stands, i had a VERY pleasurable time, and i tried my hardest to
explain it. i wanted a more intense trip on the way into this thing,
and i came out not only with a level i am satisfied with (to stay at
for a while) but a more intense trip. i feel i am lucky. also, i would
very much recommend AGAINST this for anyone who is not pretty durned
experienced with BOTH these drugs. the time thing was very distressing
at times, simply because it was incontinuous. the THC... well, it
stopped the nausea. anyhow, good stuff!!

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Newsgroups: rec.drugs.psychedelic,alt.drugs,alt.drugs.psychedelics
From: [e-mail] (Matt Thomas)
Subject: Really nice DXM-freebase trip story
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: Tue, 7 Nov 1995 04:17:23 GMT

*1000 to 1100mg of DXM freebase used here*

I used Bill White's DXM FAQ 3.0 to make up some DXM freebase.  The 2
layer naptha/syrup method seemed easier than filtering out precipitates.
The result was a nice yield of about a gram of nice white powder.  I
emptied out a few capsules and put the DXM in to make it easier to
swallow.  A small meal beforehand seemed to make sense.  2 beers were
used to wash them down and help disolve the freebase.  It took about 2
hours till I felt the least bit of a buzz.  From then on it was getting
better by the minute.  I was very pleased to find there was absolutely no
nausea or itching.  Music sounded fantastic and I didn't seem so
"confused" like other DXM trips via syrup-gulping.
There were times durring the peak when I felt a "hot acidic" sensation in
my veins.  At no time was I ever afraid, I had a deep euphoria and there
seemed to be other people around who were reassuring me (there was only
me in the room).  Durring other DXM trips I had glimpsed a *place* or
rather a feeling of a place akin to the *DMT Dome*.  I never had a good
view of the place until this trip.  It's a strange place deep within
myself that's very small and holds memories of things that i've never
felt otherwise.  A DXM trip is a very confusing experience in itself, but
one can make sense of the confusion by letting go of the rules that rule
our lives.  I stumbled on this 'path' that takes me to that place.  A
word that describes the feeling you feel is "groove".  It's a groove
that, when you're *in it*, you are taken there.  I actually saw it.  This
is a recurring feeling that i've had in previous dxm trips.  I've used
DXM about 40 times and had a glimmer of this feeling every time.  Only
now do I see it clearly.  Once inside this place I am faced with a
wonderfully clear picture of the world as a very simplistic whole.  As if
I was an all knowing creature looking at the world for the first time.
There are also other presences there that somehow know me.  I know this
sounds like the "death experience" but I assure you I was very alive.
The beings seemed only to be there to assure me I was in no danger and
left when they conveyed that message.  In this place I was free to move in
what seemed to be a soup of conciousness.  My inner self felt as if it
had separated from my skin and body and was moving around loosely within
me.  I could do spins and move around without moving my body, only by
thinking.  I once thought that I turned over in bed to my other side to
get a new CD and started reaching for my CDs only to find I had not moved
at all!  There was a strange glow when I had my eyes closed and I could
focus on the walls of this place as if my eyes were seeing a real image.
The walls of the place seemed about 30 feet away from me, my room's
ceiling and walls are never more than 15 feet away or 8 feet high...
It had a gray-green color and was smooth and glowed slightly.  I was
either standing or floating in front of this wall and I could move
freely.  I was very focused and very relaxed as this was happening.  The
music I was listening to seemed to be coming in through far away speakers
and not through the earphones I was wearing.  A true separation of
mind/body had been achieved.  The experience IMHO was more enlightening
than an LSD trip.  Neither is better than the other, both have pro's and
con's but I needed something new this time.  The next day I felt GREAT!
I was expecting to have a sluggish, confused state of mind.  Things
seemed so peaceful and beautiful and I had a great appreciation to be
alive.  I also felt very good about myself and was very self assured.
The enzyme that metabolizes DXM is also responsible for something
serotonin related.  This may explain the good mood the next day.  A hell
of a alot of that enzyme had to be released to metabolize a gram of pure
DXM. I don't feel the urge to take more but I would do this again before
I take any more acid when I want to trip.  Acid is too much of a strain
on me.

I figure I had taken 1000-1100mg of DXM freebase that night.

Feel free to e-mail me with questions/comments.

Matt
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