Always found these to be a good way to pass some time. Interesting shit. Especially the bad experiences...however evil that sounds.

A few that come to mind at the moment:

Zeesersow (http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=57725) - A good (very long) report on the 'Cid.

A Dark and Hopeless Hell (http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=11218) - A good one involving Datura

Datura the Temptress (http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=1825) - Title?

Bad Shit Man (http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=56595) - Another Datura one!

I'll be adding some more soon enough. I'm sleepy as fuck.

Nice, now i got something to kill some time at work :) thank you.


I had bunch bookmarked at my house, but the recent good report I came across:
http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=43994 hydromorphone+dexedrine

Text below might contain plot spoilers:
About a guy who became a doc, and when his friends found out they started askin him for scripts (dexedrine), the doc dude never really did any dr00gs but his friend gave him money and few for free for the script, doc dude has a patient that is goodie-goodie daughter in front of her mom but failed blood test for coke weed etc., hit a crackpipe in the hospital and got the doc dude in trouble, doc dude had a panic attack from the dex so he hydromorphoned himself into his thigh, then he finds out he gotta drug test at work with amp and HM in his system and 1 or 2 days till test, find out what happens..

A couple of good parts of Zeesersow
(http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=57725)
This is also when the telepathic communication began. I wasn't literally hearing voices. I could tell what the voices sounded like, but they seemed to go straight to my brain without taking a detour through my ears. In my mind's eye, all these crazy beatniks were dancing around like marionnete puppets and acting like they were, well, on acid. They told me telepathically, with cadence a la William Shatner, 'You're...on...aaaaaaacid. This...is how...people...on...aaaaaaaacid move' and they danced around like one would imagine crazy beret-wearing beatniks on acid would. One beatnik said, as if he was reciting a coffeehouse beatnik poem, 'What...is...college?!' and another said, 'Ich... bin... college' as he danced.

I then began walking down the hill, and my field of vision froze into a still painting of the hill. I kept moving down the hill and could feel my muscles moving and could still hear things in real time, but all I could see was the same painting from five seconds ago. I was literally blind, except, instead of staring at darkness, I was perpetually staring at a painting. I felt like I was running on a treadmill in another dimension staring at a painting.

Then my vision caught back up with real time on the bottom of the hill and I was relieved... until I watched myself disappear. As soon as I began moving in real time again, I looked down and literally watched my feet disappear and very quickly my whole body disappeared after it. I presume I became 'one with nature' at this point. And I'm pretty sure I was transcending some hardcore shit. I'm also sure I had a very intelligent facial expression at that moment.

Annd one from Dark and Hopeless Hell (http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=11218) that sounded particularly horrible:

Bill's not here', was the return. I closed my eyes to escape the growing sense of panic. But when my eyelids shut, all I saw was a new room with new people. Where was I? I tried to reopen my eyes, but it only revealed another room with yet more strangers. This went on and on. I didn't know if my eyes were open or shut. I didn't know where I was, what time it was or what was happening. My panic turned into sensory collapse. Every thing bled together and I felt a deep spiraling sensation engulf me. I lost all visual capabilities, but I still had a very real sense of touch. I was trapped in a small metalic box. It made perfect sense to me.

Also, I forgot to mention one of my all time favorites...mainly because of the hilarity. DXM gives everyone problems in their guts. Mudbutt and whatnot. Well, this dude decided to skip the middle man and go straight up the poop shoot. Good idea? You make the call :p

Rectal DXM (http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=16566)

My god...look at the one I just noticed here on &t.

Entitled My First Lortab Trip (http://www.totse.com/en/drugs/otc/myfirstlortabt191300.html). Hilarity ensues.

Mainly this part:

At 5 my mom called and I asked if I could stay longer, I could, and its a good thing too, because I was still tripping majorly.