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My ~5ish month review of my AU Falcon - XR6 VCT - Manual

Alright let's get cracking straight into it, I've always been a big fan of ford Australia, with my dad owning a Silver Series 2 XR6 of the same trim as what I ended up buying. However, I never had felt the need to own one despite permanently fanboying over their cars. When this true blue bonza ripper example of an AU Falcon popped up on Facebook marketplace I couldn't say no. The day after it was posted I made the good trek into the outback to go check the car out and committed to buying it right there before even a test drive. She has 144,000km and a few battle marks from being a bit of a farmers nugget and eating a few Kangaroo's.
Specs
Driving Dynamics
After Owning an MX5, this car was sure a big change of pace. However with some new sticky tyres on it and now that I'm used to throwing the lovely 51/49 weight distribution around the hills I have to say it is actually a much more enjoyable and engaging drive than any car I have previously owned. Turn in is incredibly sharp with barely a hint of understeer, corner exit with a boot full of the throttle is a quick and easy way to step the rear out slightly, however, the Michelin Pilot Sport 4 make it hard for a car of this power to sustain any kind of drift. The huge torque shunt from around 2000rpm all the way to redline at 6250 is great fun, meaning I don't really need to shift that much when I'm pottering around. Surprisingly it's able to keep up with a tuned WRX in the longer sloping corners but it does get absolutely walked when we go into the tighter twisties. It would hopefully spank an R31 skyline if I was any good as a driver.
Highway cruising is where this car is at it's best, while it is an unrefined pig compared to my old GS300 (despite apparently being more aerodynamic), it is still comfortable, quiet, and has just enough power to make overtaking road trains nice and easy.
Reliability/daily ownership
As a daily, it does drink a shitload of fuel, but honestly, that would be my only complaint. The car was sitting for nearly 2 years before I bought it so it did need a bit of a refresher, I haven't had any real problems though, changed the oil, all the filters and the battery and bob's your uncle, haven't had a problem since.
Future and Mods
Now the interesting stuff, the car as it currently sits has been lowered a couple of centimeters lower and it's got some 17x9.5 +20 wheels and not much else. I'd like to go lower but the stock exhaust already scrapes on the ground on some speedbumps. I'm currently in the process of deciding between building up the current motor or swapping in an N/A Barra from a later car (which I'd prefer). Either way, around 260hp and whatever torque I can get is the goal. Hopefully, once the world opens up I'll be able to take it on my dream road trip along the east coast of Australia and the Great Ocean Road.
Extra Photos
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SCIENTIFIC EVIDENCE OF THE WHEEL - A very long post about what why and how and everything I could find and write about the wheel in 2 hours. Looonnnngggggg read. I made a lot of salvia art on this reddit and this is the culmination of my experiences and research. - Send stuff you want me to add :D

Salvia, The wheel and it’s implications
Hello, I’m HorrorFrank and I have made several posts over the years including several artworks and trip reports surrounding “the wheel” phenomenon that is typical in high dose salvia experiences.
Now I highly recommend everyone to first watch this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiCoqLkb79E
Patrick Smith - Salvia divinorum and "The Wheel": What Can We Learn From This Persistent Phenomenon?
He found my artwork and uses it a lot in his video and also explains the frequent occurrence of this experience.
My original trip report explains my initial experience and thoughts on the matter pretty well and shows how my fascination for this compound started. After this experience I needed time to think and I even grew my own salvia plant for a while (until it got taken over by pesky fungus gnats) and it was a wonderful experience as it is a plant that needs a lot of care and very specific conditions.
Here is a pic of the plant: https://files.shroomery.org/files/17-36/468885877-20170906_000246.jpg RIP
Here is the trip report I submitted almost 4 years ago:
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A few days ago I decided to take salvia with my friend M. Me and M had done salvia before but due to the fact we only used around 50mg (x20 extract) we just felt an average to strong body high and a weed like buzz. This time was different, I had taken a 100mg dose of noopept (10x normal dose) the day before for unrelated reasons and totally forgot about it. Noopept is a strong ampakine and is used as a nootropic, it is structurally related to piracetam but falls in the peptide category. Being an ampakine it means it affects the AMPA receptor which is is a non-NMDA-type ionotropic transmembrane receptor for glutamate. In layman’s terms, it activates neurons and makes them fire more frequently. Noopept itself doesn’t have much of an effect but it is used as a drug enhancer for a lot of psychedelics including but not limited to MDMA, LSD, Psilocybin and most other serotogenics.
As a lot of you might already know Salvinorin A only affects the k-opioid receptor so I didn’t really expect any interactions, especially after such a long time after taking it. So me and my friend put on some Pink Floyd to set the mood and we both did some mental preparation. I decided to go first so I put around 100-130mg of a 20x extract into a pipe. I remembered how harsh the throat hit was the first time I used it so I decided to go for a pretty small hit so I could split the dose into three separate inhalations. I held my breath for almost a minute and started feeling some effects already but the gradually grew from weak to strong body sensations. My friend M then took the pipe from me and there I went. The song from Pink Floyd seemed to influence my vision in a major way. The only way I can describe it is like walking a ladder with your eyes, (editors note from future me, I now like to describe it more as a box infinitely unfolding like this https://www.istockphoto.com/nl/foto/box-unfolding-complete-gm147278246-12353228 but then infinite lol This whole part of the trip had a green tone to it with blue lines if I remember correctly. It reminded me of kind of an 80’s computer render aesthetic) I was still mildly aware of where I was and that I took salvia. Then it felt like when I looked at any part of the room the song would dictate and explain what I was looking at. It was like the melody and the lyrics had gained meanings that would never be associated with them by themselves.
The room then turned into an unrecognizable field of vertical colored lines that seemed to span throughout my entire field of vision. This was the last moment I tried resisting and moving. I then remember looking at a gigantic spiraling wheel that reminded me of an extradimensional object (kind of like this but much more intricate and colored https://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/psychedelic-d-spiral-beautiful-intense-organic-shape-46454060.jpg). I had completely forgotten about doing salvia at all, I just watched. I remember it spinning counterclockwise and I was looking at it from about a 45 degree angle. Above this wheel
was a small orange cylinder that looked stationary. The weird thing was that it felt like it had been an eternity but also like it had been instant. It was like time wasn’t even a factor in this strange space. I also remember not knowing anything about anything. It felt like I had always been there in that spiral looking at myself not knowing about anything, just observing. This feeling was replaced by intense shock. I literally realized I was alive and this was a very scary thought for some reason. I realized I was sitting next to M but instead of realizing I was with him, I realized he existed at all. Everything I had ever known was ripped away from me and given back.
During the time I saw this spiraling wheel I felt a friendly and for some reason extremely trustworthy presence that seemed to be to the back right of me, M was sitting to my left and I really don’t think it was him who’s presence I felt. It really felt like it was another being inside me. This being tried to comfort me and tried to guide me back to reality like it was telling me to calm down and why I was there. It wasn’t like it spoke to me but like it’s intentions streamed into by conscious being. Keep in mind that I didn’t even know I was a person at that time (since I was a wheel) but I could remember this presence very vividly. To this day I’m still trying to figure out what it could mean but the only logical conclusion I can come to is that it’s a form of consciousness or something of the sort. . After this all I was able to say according to my friend was “Woah, I’m back. what the fuck is going on“ I then went very silent for the next half hour trying to figure out what I had seen.
After experiencing this I searched the internet for people who had experienced the same as me and I found loads of posts about other experiencing this “wheel”. The only difference however was that they all used large doses of x50-x80 extracts. I had only had around 35-50mg of x20

I also found this trip report (https://drugs-forum.com/forum/showthread.php?t=189053) of someone doing the same thing with piracetam which is a weaker ampakine that doesn’t affect as many areas of the brain as noopept. Keep in mind that neither noopept nor piracetam have any psychedelic effects on their own and are not normally used for things like this.
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Now I personally don’t think that the noopept dose had anything to do with the effects and I think I just evaporated most of the Salvinorin A in my first inhalation but I’m not ruling out the possibility of a reaction. Note that when I wrote this, I had only done a single google search about the wheel and I only decided to post this trip report in the first place because I was so baffled at the fact others had the same experience.
Now I want to make this post pretty expansive and before I go into my finding I want to reiterate that I personally feel like all these phenomena are explainable in a neurological way. I am a second-year biochemistry student now and I really want to know what can cause this to happen, so I want to use sources and propper notation for most of this, a lot of the stuff I collected over the years is borderline fantasy and pseudoscience but it’s not that I can prove these things really aren’t correlated to something as unlikely as a collective consciousness so take everything I say as a grain of salt if the source doesn’t seem trustworthy
Now going into the literature (if you want to read it you can use Sci-hub which strives to keep research accessible to the public https://sci-hub.se/ If this mirror doesn’t work you can just google sci-hub and you will be sure to find many working mirrors, just put the PMCID I provide into the search bar and you can read this stuff in full) we can see that salvinorin A has localized effects on the claustrum which is an area of the brain
Here is an excerpt from the study titled “The claustrum’s proposed role in consciousness is supported by the effect and target localization of Salvia divinorum”
By Klaus M. Stiefel1*, Alistair Merrifield2 and Alex O. Holcombe3 :
PMCID: PMC3935397
“CRICK AND KOCH’S IDEAS ON THE ROLE OF THE CLAUSTRUM The late Francis Crick proposed that at any one moment, human subjective consciousness of perceptual contents1 is brought about by the activity of a limited number (∼105) of neurons (Crick, 1995; Crick and Koch, 2003). According to Crick’s analysis, these neurons must: (1) Be central in the connection scheme of the human brain, not too close to primary sensory or motor areas. (2) Involve a number of sensory areas, since consciousness integrates several sensory modalities. (3) Have activity correlated with conscious experience, even in situations where it is dissociated from direct sensory input (for instance during the perception of visual illusions). Importantly, the identity of these neural populations will likely change as the contents of conscious experience change. Crick and other authors have suggested that some brain region must act as a “conductor” of this dynamic “conscious field” (Tononi and Edelman, 1998a)2, “dynamical core” (Tononi and Edelman, 1998b; Dehaene and Changeux, 2004) or “neuronal workspace” (Crick and Koch, 2005). In the last paper Crick authored before his death, he and Koch argued that the claustrum is an ideal candidate for this role (Crick and Koch, 2005). The claustrum is a brain region located 1Crick’s definition of consciousness (Crick, 1995) is used here. 2Searle’s nomenclature for this concept is used, without hyphens, in the remainder of the paper. between the insular cortex, piriform cortex and the caudateputamen (Franklin and Paxinos, 2007), see Figure 1. It is highly connected to a number of cortical areas in a mostly reciprocal manner (Carman et al., 1964; Shameem et al., 1984; Neal et al., 1986; Sadowski et al., 1997). This strong and complex interconnectivity with the cortex makes it a prime candidate for the role of the director of the conscious field. “
Now the study has tested for density of these kappa-opioid receptor rich neurons in the brain and the claustrum was the most densely packed according to their findings as you can read here:
“In human brains, κ-opioid receptor expression was measured by mRNA in situ hybridization (Peckys and Landwehrmeyer, 1999). High densities were found in the striatum, hippocampal dentate gyrus, deep cortical layers (V and VI, with more expression in the prefrontal than in the occipital cortex) and, especially, in the claustrum. The claustrum showed the strongest signal, in fact it was the only brain region in which nearly all cells were labeled with dense to very dense labeling density ~~~~ The unusually high κ-opioid receptor density in the claustrum makes it a particularly good candidate area for the consciousness altering effects of salvinorin A. Compared to other brain regions, this high receptor density will likely lead to an onset of inhibition of activity in the claustrum at lower concentrations, and to a stronger inhibition at equal concentrations of salvinorin A.”
Now this study is referring to earlier research by renowned scientists Crick and Koch which is this paper:
“What is the function of the claustrum?”
Francis C Crick1,† and Christof Koch2,*
PMCID: PMC1569501
Here the following is stated:
“Within the context of the neurobiological theories of consciousness mentioned in the introduction, the highly networked nature of the claustrum raises the question of whether it acts as a sort of ‘Cartesian theatre’. This is a metaphor, introduced and ridiculed by the philosopher Dennett (1991), for the fictitious centre where the mind and brain meet, where ‘it all comes together’ and consciousness occurs.
We think that a more appropriate analogy for the claustrum is that of a conductor coordinating a group of players in the orchestra, the various cortical regions. Without the conductor, the players can still play but they fall increasingly out of synchrony with each other. The result is a cacophony of sounds.”


In this context salvinorin’s inhibiting effect on this brain-region could indicate that the wheel is some sort of unsorted raw data that enters the brain, it would also explain the musical influence and general anastasia effects salvia has going for it.

Now this hypothesis is further expanded on in the next excerpt:
“This metaphor would suggest that different attributes of objects, both within (e.g. color and motion) and across modalities (e.g. visual form and sound location), are rapidly combined and bound in the claustrum. Without this structure—and that of its twin in the other hemisphere—the subject may still be able to respond to simple, isolated or to highly familiar stimuli, but not to complex or unfamiliar ones. Objects or events in the real world have many simultaneous attributes: color, shape, distance, velocity, smell, sound, feel and so on. In the absence of both claustra, these attributes may not be experienced in an integrated manner and the subject may fail to altogether perceive these objects or events or only be consciously aware of some isolated attribute.”


All these things seem to accurately describe a generalized view of a salvia trip from the eyes of a researcher, motion, color, sound, maybe even memories, all the senses combining into something we can only call an object that comprises our whole world, could this be the wheel?
Now I highly recommend reading both of those studies in full as it clears up a lot about this experience in a scientific way but we’re not done yet as there are many other studies and case reports I want to share.
For example, some of you may be aware of a little thing called Hemi-Sync, It’s a meditational system that allows “users” of the technique to “transcend” into different states of consciousness through guided meditation and mixed frequency induction of specific brainwave activity (basically mixing 2 frequencies to form a gradient of frequency increase and decrease that can be seen as a third frequency generated by the first 2 in the brain) They refer to these states of consciousness as focuses.
Now this man was an oddball of a scientist I highly suspect most of his research to be based on ridiculous pseudoscience but in the end he was driven by his research into near death experiences (NDE’s) and out of body experiences (OOBE) and this led him to many conclusions that are very peculiar.
I highly advice anyone still interested at this point to read through this very weird and honestly scary research he has done that is oddly enough published by the CIA (they sure would want to be able to go out of their bodies as some kind of ghostly spies)
https://www.cia.gov/library/readingroom/docs/CIA-RDP96-00788R001700210016-5.pdf
This describes the consciousness as being toroidal in nature just like how the wheel is often depicted and how it appeared in my trip.
Now I don’t feel comfortable quoting from this as a scientist but yea, a quick glace through the pages makes it clear why I tend to associate his ramblings with the salvia experience.
Now this CIA document made me so interested in his Hemi-Sync project that I ripped his auditory classes from the web and started listening to these numerous hour long hemi-sync meditation classes. I followed every step and in the end it was nothing more then a relaxing experience and nothing at all like the salvia experience.
I got to focus 10 (the focuses I was talking about where numbered) And this technique involved imagining a large cylinder or plate with the number 10 on it and mentally rotating it counter clockwise. There was also a whole part about how you can to let energy in the body flow counter clockwise in a spiraling toroidal fashion going from your toes to the top of your head.
Now this gets even weirder when you read about how he believes all consciousness exists in these clusters that are you guessed it, also toroidal and they make up the “fabric” of consciousness. He claims these clusters are finite in number and that multiple people can comprise these structures so it’s not like everyone has their own. He named these structures I-There clusters .

Now here is an excerpt from someone interpreting Monroe’s work (https://olli-reincarnation.weebly.com/uploads/3/0/3/4/30342001/the_mystery_of_reincarnation_(4b).pdf.pdf)):
“We have seen how profoundly affected Monroe was by discovering that,
at another level, he was a member of his I-There. However, as it turns out, there
is even more to be considered than Monroe at this point realizes. And as he
learns more and more about his I-There, the more he sees what we may call the
"cosmic connection" between his I-There and other I-Theres (and, perhaps,
ultimately, the connection between all I-Theres.) Before he begins his search for
the solution to the problem his I-There facing is he returns, to his I-There "for a
final question session." During this session with the EXCOM, he raises the
question of how far back the lifetimes in his I-There go. The EXCOM responds,
How far back do we go? We can't relate it to your lifetime
measurement system.*** May I show you something?
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***Very possibly this is because these lifetimes do not really take place in
serial time.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Monroe then describes what he is shown.
And there they were, thousands upon thousands of lines, each
glowing with energy, extending outward in many dimensions from where I
was...THE I-THERE OF ME! Some lines were bright, some dim, but ended
in a cluster of radiation...ANOTHER I-THERE. How could I have missed
such a connection? (We do not know to what kind of connection Monroe is
referring; that is, we do not know how he interprets what he sees.)”


Here is also a list of his proposed focus levels reachable through Hemi-Sync
https://www.monroeinstituteuk.org/focus-levels/
Take note of the final 2
Focus 42 – I-There cluster consciousness.
Focus 49 – Sea of I-There clusters.
Yes, wtf
Here is also some quotes from one of monroe's books that seems to describe the nature of these I-There clusters in more detail: https://brimfallow.wordpress.com/2015/05/03/robert-monroes-different-overview/
Well, I don’t know how close his ties with the CIA were and why they classified his records but yea I find it very weird how people all feel like when they see the wheel that they also are in the presence of the life of others like this thread on this sub about one of my artworks (https://www.reddit.com/Salvia/comments/i7gkcz/my_attempt_at_an_exact_rendition_of_my_salvia_trip/):
u/zenpandaaa
Awesome...what's the orange square at the top? did you see everything just like this, blue background ect? crazy...
Me:
yea, I clearly remember the background being blue and that orange cylinder above the wheel
u/fishtacos
Yep, i have concluded those cylinders i see are other factories in sally land that are similar to what you must look like from their perspective. Factories that are basically the base layer for this reality. My factory cylinder was to be a weekday and generate time for humanity.
u/GleepGloopGlop
Oh wow, yes.


Oddly similar to Monroe’s assumptions
Here are some NDE’s that also report similar experiences that resemble the salvia wheel phenomenon to an extreme extend:
https://www.reddit.com/Salvia/comments/63jgwg/an_nde_that_seems_to_parallel_what_you_all_report/
https://www.reddit.com/Soulnexus/comments/9sxso4/ndes_and_the_wheel/
https://www.reddit.com/Glitch_in_the_Matrix/comments/8qy822/wheel_of_parallel_dimensions_that_you_see_afte
https://www.reddit.com/AskReddit/comments/332k1c/serious_redditors_who_have_been_clinically_dead/cqh5wj2/?st=j19c7vjk&sh=a814c791
Here is someone making the same correlations with monroe’s work:
https://www.reddit.com/Salvia/comments/7jxrtgovernment_document_referencing_the_wheel/

Page 24, under G. Focus 15: Travel Into the Past
“However, the technique of time travel into the past involves further expansion of consciousness through the inclusion of additional levels of sound on the Hemi-Sync tapes. Some of the sound is probably merely an intensification of the basic Hemi-Sync frequencies, being designed to further modify brainwave frequency and amplitude. Other aspects of the added sound patterns appear to be designed to provide subtle, almost subliminal suggestions to the mind as to what is desired by way of further expanded consciousness so as to support the verbal suggestions and instructions also contained on the tape.
Even the instructions are highly symbolic, with time being visualized as a huge wheel in the universe with various spokes each of which gives access to a different part of the participant’s past. Focus 15 is a very advanced state and is difficult to achieve.”
And some notable trip reports that describe the same effects and intuitive realizations as my experience and many others:
https://www.creepypasta.com/slices-of-life/
https://www.reddit.com/Salvia/comments/7ysx69/my_first_experience_with_the_wheel/
https://www.reddit.com/Salvia/comments/2jy9gc/the_wheel/
Here a post with many links to other people having seen it:
https://www.reddit.com/Salvia/comments/2jy9gc/the_wheel/
including these:
«My vision kept on moving in a curve from the left to the bottom right of my field of view, and kept on repeating, like a sort of 'loop'. I could see these strange objects comming back every 2 seconds (or so), as the loop repeated. [...]»
http://www.salvia.net/exp_mike2.htm
«So, in a place without time, the universe shattered, became a matrix, a carousel, a HUGE loop...and I was stuck on one small chunk of it...it was alive, and moving rythmically, but I WAS STUCK AT ONE PLACE. [...] »
http://www.salvia-trip.net/exp/an_enormous_loop-e131/
The loop that is broken and shattered into distinct meaningful pieces is an incredible experience. Like a clockwork wheel as you describe so well. And "being inside" is relentless until that 10 to 20 minutes pass.
(Comment on) http://www.salvia-trip.net/exp/an_enormous_loop-e131/
I was actually a consciousness inside the tumbling object, rotating in it's chambers while aware of all the chambers. They were full of light and beautifully riotous colors.
https://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=45012
Anything that had a slow, consistant motion to it triggered the onset anxieties, that went on for about a year.
Comment (Direct link) http://www.shroomery.org/forums/showflat.php/Numbe15007790#15007790
then i closed my eyes i could still see the reality or world we know spinning but it looked like a bunch of colorful fractals of circular shapes spinning in the same counterclockwise direction.
http://www.salvia-trip.net/exp/the_wheel_of_life-e1196/
Saw a wheel sort of thing the fist time which was spinning reality and me. the spinning wheel was sucking me in like a vortex. Fuck the wheel.
Unknown source
I really hope someone has read this through to the end and can help this post get some traction as it took me a hell of a long time to put together all this info.
Lets end it on all my salvia art :D
https://i.redd.it/bge0emaqf8v21.jpg
https://i.redd.it/p0og7oy8v6t21.png
https://i.redd.it/4pmha57p08z21.jpg
https://i.redd.it/geere3m7fyz21.jpg
https://i.redd.it/tgbdfilock031.jpg
https://i.redd.it/xnvnbxrm51431.jpg

How do you people interpret this phenomenon and what mechanism of action do you presume causes this effect in people?

I personally still am baffled by the fact a shared experience like this can be so specific and in-depth. I personally extracted DMT from mimosa hostilis and had the common "Jester" breakthrough, a similarly weird shared experience akin to the wheel where you see a jester type figure mocking you in very specific settings "Checker board patterens, pointy/spiky hat, vast landscapes, machine room type settings" all things that many people experience without ever reading about it beforehand.
Things like the color schemes and designs matching up so perfectly point at an inherent structure of thought and mental processing ability. People with vastly different personal relations to these phenomena still seem to come to the same conclusion about them.

Now of note, I must have smoked salvia maybe 15 times in my life and had a total of 4 breakthrough experiences only seeing the wheel as a whole once. In other trips it was more like I was inside the wheel and that I was grinding inside (or more like against it) it like a gear or a cog. When inside the wheel I feel like instead of looking at it from a distance, you are right up to it's side or even inside it's side looking at the middle. In high-dose trips when you go outside of the wheel you seem to lose all prenotions about being human or alive at all.
Another one of my breakthroughs on salvia involved me peacefully sitting inside the mouth of a giant head that had a spiral type shape to it. Even though I was inside it's mouth I could still see the outside of the face. I could see out of it's mouth where a big white wall existed with a singular door. I was standing in that door, well it felt like it was me anyway as my perception was still inside that mouth at this point.
It was basically the scene from The Trueman Show scarily enough. https://miro.medium.com/max/700/1*igabSDVpbRed_LXqXhSkzw.jpeg
Very weird indeed.


Also, just go ahead and type salvia wheel into google and be baffled by how many posts are out there. Erowid, Reddit, old forums, .etc are full of these reports and I have only selected a very minimal amount.
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Drugs are bad for life, relationships, and school - take the advise of a burnout

I'm a trust fund kid with no drive to survive, no reason to succeed because my success is assured. My father wanted to make sure my Sister and I had no troubles in life. He, however, did not have the foresight to understand that troubles are an integral part of life and necessary for personal growth. Yes, I know, I'm the last type of person anyone would have empathy for. The sad little rid kid who never worked a day in his life and everything he owns daddy earned for him. Alas, I have teetered on the edge of abyss and seen a dozen friends fall into it, never to return.

DRUGS ARE BAD
You've heard it in school, from teachers, parents... from so many people it loses meaning. And yet, it is always true. I have watched 2 friends overdose and die from hotshots. I have lost over a dozen friends total from stupid mistakes, errors, or even addiction-related suicide. The (hard) drug world is one of unhinged misery and unhappiness.
Even "innocuous" drugs like Marijuana adversely affect people in deleterious ways. I was more strung out on Marijuana than I was on heroin, and did worse things to get weed money that I ever did getting dope money. I was pathologically addicted, and my life crumbled into disarray on the occasions I was unable to enact the ritual of lighting bowls every 60min,


I have never met a junky who had meaning in heher life, and I have never met a junky who would describe themselves as a "happy person." That is the nature of the beast. Drugs attract the mentally unstable like magic shrooms to cow dung (pun intended.) I have analyzed many drug-user forums, and in almost all of them, drug users claim that their drug use helps them function in life, and it helps their mental illness.
And yet, they will later admit that their mental illness issues are not gone, not cured, and still ever-present. So drugs as therapeutic treatments for mental issues is unreliable at best. Its easy to characterize the FDA/DEA as greedy and evil, blocking the use of drugs that might open peoples minds and make them question authority.
The reality is, there is NOT strong, reproduce-able empirical evidence to suggest most drugs are efficacious in the treatment of X mental illness. Sure, on a short-term basis, ingesting X drug would allay X mental ailment. The problem is distilling its medicinal value so that it can be reproduced easily, accurately, and not impair the persons cognitive or motor abilities.
The "high", ironically, is the largest barrier in psychedelic research. The sole reason these substances are even used or known by mankind if for their ability to alter states of mind. But it is that "high" that serves as a roadblock in treating the average person for mental/physical illness.


Magic mushrooms can help stop cluster headaches, Marijuana can help cancer pain, muscle wasting, even Crohn's Disease. There is empirical evidence there. What we lack is evidence that they can be used regularly and NOT cause deleterious psychological effects, WONT negatively alter peoples lives, and NOT cause social damage in relationships.


Advocates here like to push the conspiracy theory that everything Western students have been taught is anti-drug propaganda. But that is NOT how the scientific community acts. They are not controlled by the US government. Even if they were, the US government is NOT evil. Again, its so easy to categorize them as the "other" and villainize it as a collective entity based on past, questionable legislation.

DRUGS ARE LIKE GUNS. RESPECT THEM. UNDERSTAND THEIR CAPACITY TO CAUSE HARM.
Even seemingly neutral drugs like Marijuana have destroyed lives. Be unbiased. Don't be spreading false claims without citing research. Many people are misled here to believe LSD will help their depression when there is literally no evidence to support that.
Advocates tend to push something they are passionate about, and sweep its detriments under the rug where they are seldom discussed, and if it is, accusations of "shills" or "teetotalers" are often thrown around to silence discourse. We see this constantly with the contemporary pro-Marijuana activist. They tout its many benefits (many of which are results from studies that WERE NOT reproduced, received SCATHING critiques from their academic peers, or had FLAWED methodology.) Meanwhile they ignore common-sense arguments like "Gateway Theory."
All drugs are Gateway drugs. If you drink coffee, you are more likely to consume alcohol. Likewise, those who regularly use alcohol are statistically more likely to consume socially acceptable drugs. Once you've tried marijuana, which is easy to justify due to its popularity and culture, the next step is LSD or shrooms. They're both natural dude! From shrooms and LSD, the next step is often MDMA. Its like a mix of LSD, shrooms, and caffeine bro, you've already tried all those! Now you have done synthetic drugs.
Then there is rationalization via manipulating the operational definition of "drug." Via semantics, one could call caffine a drug. Same with tobacco or alcohol. But the vast majority of discourse uses "Drugs" as vernacular to denote illegality, damaging effects, or both.
This is called DESENSITIZATION. If you see someone get shot and killed in wartime, it can break you. Your mind will be scarred and the memory will revisit you (always at night) or in quiet moments. Then another month into your posting, your buddy Jorge dies in the motor pool because of some stupid accident. And you watch the Humvee lifed off his crushed corpse. A week later, your chosen to go on a patrol route outside of base. Your hit with small arms fire, duck below the windows, but Stefan in the pillbox turret got hit. You rush back to base, but he lost too much blood and he's dead.
After awhile, in war, death is assumed. You start to cut people off, because for all you know they'll be dead next week. You become desensitized to the death of brothers. Desensitization is a natural phenomenon that occurs in all dimensions of human behavior and thought. It makes little sense that it would magically stop occurring when relative to drug consumption.
So yes, you cam get desensitized to drugs. Once you've taken ONE illegal substance, you see that nothing catastrophic happened; the cops didn't bust through the front door, your family and friends didn't excommunicate you, and you didn't die. It was just weed. But it will move on from there, because you start to feel safe. With each purchase, no cop invasion, no death. It is progressive.

IN OUR CURRENT POLITICAL CLIMATE:
There is no use fighting it. We can hold educated discourse and discern the morality of locking people in cages for consuming something the government has deemed restricted. We can lobby, vote, and engage in local legislative efforts. But aside from that, the current iteration of (most) societies; drugs are illegal - moral or not. Most are illegal. And they are illegal for a reason. Believe is or not, the government isn't a bunch of corrupt mustache-twirling villains cackling with whiskey and cigars about how they will control your life.
Government is us. People. And drug laws are overwhelmingly benevolent. They don't focus on the good. They hear about the death, the families destroyed, young men and women ripped from existence too early, all the bad stuff. They think that restricting drug use will reduce the amount of tragedies we see. That is sound logic. On paper it makes sense. In reality, people will do as they see fit, legal or not, and will circumvent the system.
Regulation will always be need - just as it is used in virtually every industry. Perhaps the ideal solution is government sanctioned drug use that tracks what and how much you use, and allows allotments to avoid addiction and abuse. But there are never perfect solutions. Its a careful balance of security vs freedom.


It can happen to you, if you are not careful. Be responsible with your use.


Shrooms, LSD, Marijuana, DMT, and other "natural" drugs are less likely to cause death or addiction. But their benefits for mental illness are poorly studied and unproven. Some of these drugs have PROVEN benefits for specific physiological ailments; do research and read the research.
Benzos, Opoioids, Amphetamines, Substituted/Phenelthylamines, NMD antagonists like PCP and Ketamine (has wishy-washy data to support its use in treatment-resistant depression, although has extensive renal/kidney damage after use), and others CAN and MAY destroy your life. Be careful. I have watched friends die. Everything is fun and games until someone stops breathing.

Anyone who lacks respect for drugs has never seen death or misfortune. Watch a friend OD, come back here, and tell me of your new-found respect. It is imperative. DO NOT mistake them for a low-stakes recreational activity.

RESEARCH, RESEARCH, RESEARCH. Do not dispense advise unless you have specifically read the data and it has been vetted. You can have an opinion, but no DONT invoke the term "scientifically proven" unless it damn well is. Cite you argument, if not add keyword for others to search for it and find it themselves.
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New to this sub! Need help/opinions with some stuff for an e34!

New to this sub! Need help/opinions with some stuff for an e34!
Hello! I am not only new to this sub but also new to using Reddit as well so please bear with me.
I recently bought a dirt cheap 1989 BMW 535i as my "first" car (she's a 5-speed too). The car has not been driven all that much for the past 6-8 years but was garage kept. The previous owner said they would start the car and let it idle every weekend just to get the fluids going but never really kept up with it's maintenance all that much. The car has approximately 143k original miles on it. The car also has very little modifications done to it. The only things that I know of that are not stock is the wheel setup (I will address the tires/rims later in this post) and the generic, torn up cold-air intake. The original head unit was re-installed (but it does not work, it just says "CODE" on the display) and the aftermarket Pioneer head unit was left in the trunk along with a few other goodies.

The first problem I would like to ask for help with is tires. I live in Maryland and I am terrified of the upcoming winter season not only because I'm a fairly new driver who has never really driven in the snow (and is still learning how to drive stick) but because the car is RWD and the tires are VERY cracked. The tread on the tires is amazing but because the car has been sitting for so long the sidewalls are severely cracked and need to be addressed immediately! The car currently has a staggered setup on ASA AR1 rims. The front two tires say they are 255/40ZR17 and the rears say they are 275/40ZR17. Since I am a broke college student, I was thinking of buying these all-season tires I found not too long ago on this website: RIKEN RAPTOR ZR A/S (I hope I made this hyperlink correctly). Are these tires okay?

The next problem I would like to ask for help with is on engine oil. I have no clue on what type or brand of oil to get. I also don't know what filter to get. For the oil, I read somewhere to get 0w-40 but I don't know what brand of oil to get. In my previous car (I had this car for less than two months) I put Royal Purple since I have heard a lot of good things about Royal Purple. For the oil filter, I was thinking of getting a MANN filter but I am not sure if that's recommended or not.

Next is spark plugs. Although the car idles and revs VERY smoothly, it is still misfiring. The spark plugs need to be changed anyways but I don't know which ones to get. I don't even know what plugs are in the car and/or if they were ever changed.

Sometimes, the car acts like you aren't pushing the clutch and will not go into a gear. I showed the previous owner this in his driveway when I bought the car but everytime he got behind the wheel he never had any problems. I should also mention that the previous owner said he got the car for free from a very close friend of his who broke the shift linkage. He said his friend thought he blew the transmission but it was just the linkage. The previous owner then said he had to reweld something (I honestly don't remember what his actual explanation was) but he claims to have fixed it and hasn't had any problems ever since. My uncle took a five minute test drive of the car when I got it to his house and he ran into this problem once. He tried to shove the shift knob into first and a horrendous grinding noise came from the transmission and the shift knob vibrated violently. I have no clue what this could be.

Unfortunately, this car does have the "death wobble" at highway speeds. When driving on the highway, going any faster than 45 MPH causes the entire front end of the vehicle to shake VERY violently. I read this could be a number of issues. Firstly, I want to change the tires (once I figure out which ones to get) as well as an alignment, balance, etc. Then, if that doesn't fix it, I read it might be the thrust arms? Or maybe the control arms? I made sure to grab both of these things and try to wiggle them with my hands but they were pretty solid and weren't loose. A friend of mine said the bushings are definitely rough but not blown or bad enough that they would seem to cause the death wobble I was experiencing.



Now here are some problems I'm not very concerned about fixing right away but would appreciate any suggestions if any of y'all have any ideas:
Fuse #26 is blown. I looked this up and all I could find was "lighteglovebox light". Also, fuse #8 is missing but I believe nothing is meant to be in that spot on the fusebox. I should also mention that the previous owner removed the glovebox because it was locked and he could not get into it.

The SRS light is on and I have no clue where to start/what it could be.

The dash says the fog lights are out (which I think they are) and the coolant level is low, however, the coolant is topped off and not leaking so I think the sensor may be out.

The back two doors are stuck unlocked. All power windows and sunroof work just fine but the back two doors won't lock. I tried to push the little knub thing that pops up to indicate the door is locked/unlocked but it won't go down.

The electric side mirrors don't work/can't be adjusted but I am not sure if I am using the controls right.

The car has heated seats and I'm not sure if the car has the winter package with the LSD though. And I don't think the heated seats work.

The A/C blower motor blows VERY strong and the heat blows really hot, however, the A/C does not blow cold. Would a quick recharge from those cheap Walmart kits fix this? Those cheap kits fixed the A/C on my previous car.

When getting on the gas/forcing the car to squat a little from rapid acceleration the back right tire rubs a little. When I bought the car, it was parked outside on a hump for a week and the back right side of the car did sit significantly lower then the back left side. After the test drive, the suspension evened out. Is that something I should be concerned about? The tire only really rubs when I have passenger(s). When I was myself, it has never rubbed.


I will try my best to reply to y'all as fast as I possibly can but I am currently in my first year of college and I also have been working as many hours as I possibly can at my minimum wage job to help make this dream of owning this car possible.
I greatly appreciate any and all input y'all have for this car and I! Thank you!
The car was repainted to this weird orange color a very long time ago (according to the previous owner). The orange is very dull but I'm not too concerned about the paint as of right now.
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What's the chemical for the best bodyload?

A few days ago I took some LSD and had a really euphoric bodyload for the length of the peak. It makes me wonder what the best chemical for this circumstance would be. I have lots of experience with dopamine stims, which I would honestly cut out from this topic. They just suck (for recreational purpose).
Another thing that came to my mind would me moxy aka 5-meo-mipt. Also dissociatives feel pretty good when holing, in my experience. I feel like tryptamines are a good bet.
I am about to get some 4-ho-met, would it be good for that purpose? If anyone could give me a quick rundown of the current 4-sub tryptamines, that would be wonderful. Aren't there also some trypts that only cause audio visuals? How are these?
If there was 4-ho-met vs 4-ho-mipt, what would you choose? Not only from the bodyload perspective. Overall. And please comment with your favourite trypt, with a reason. Also there is amt, never tried it.
Thank you for your input guys!
selection of mentioned Tryptamines in THIKAL
4-aco-det: //
4-aco-dpt: //
4-aco-malt: //
4-aco-met: //
4-aco-mipt: //
4-ho-det:
DOSAGE : 10 - 25 mg, orally (as the indolol, the acetate or the phosphate)
DURATION : 4 - 6 hrs
QUALITATIVE COMMENTS :
(with 15 mg indolol, orally) "This was in a gelatin capsule and it came on from a half hour to the three-quarter hour point like gang-busters. Time really slowed down, with sparkly-ness, interesting, and yet there was a touch of sadness. The intense visuals held the scene, and there was the compulsion to talk and to interact and to share stuff, but the erotic was not to be found. I slept OK but there was something uncomfortable at a deep level. Am OK."
(with 15 mg phosphate ester, orally) "It is meaningful to say that I ceased to exist, becoming immersed in the ground of Being, in Brahman, in God, in 'nothingness,' in Ultimate Reality, or in some similar religious symbol for oneness. The feelings I experienced could best be described as cosmic tenderness, infinite love, penetrating peace, eternal blessing and unconditional acceptance on one hand and, on the other, as unspeakable awe, overflowing joy, primeval humility, inexpressible gratitude and boundless devotion. Yet, all of these words are hopelessly inadequate and can do little more than meekly point toward the genuine, inexpressible feelings actually experienced. It is misleading even to use the words, 'I experienced,' as during the peak of the experience (which must have lasted at least an hour) there was no duality between myself and what I experienced. Rather, I was these feelings, or ceased to be in them and felt no loss at the cessation. Four days after the experience itself, I continue to feel a deep sense of awe and reverence, and am simultaneously intoxicated with an ecstatic joy. This euphoric feeling is in no sense analogous to hebephrenic giddiness; it includes elements of profound peace and steadfastness, surging like a spring from a depth of my being which has rarely, if ever, been tapped prior to the drug experience."
(with 20 mg orally indolol) "I felt this faster than psilocin, but being twenty mg this is probably less potent."
(with 20 mg acetate ester, orally) "A mild stomach discomfort for twenty minutes, followed by intoxication to the 40 minute point. A strange mixture of things at an hour, sedation, jawtightening, and a generalized body tremor. The light from the fireplace gave me bursts of color. Music allowed me to drift with my thoughts. Anorexia was intense, in fact there was some gut disturbance throughout the day, plus a lot of diuretic effect. Four hours into it I was fine on the telephone to a friend who knew nothing about the day."
(with 25 mg acetate ester, orally) "There was nausea and motor incoordination going into this. And my blood pressure went up a bit. The mental part of it all peaked at 90 minutes and all closed-eye effects had stopped after three hours. Another couple of hours and the body seemed to be OK again. Sleep OK, too. I am not impressed with this stuff."
4-ho-dpt:
DOSAGE : unknown
DURATION : unknown
QUALITATIVE COMMENTS :
(with 20 mg, orally) "Possible threshold, nothing more."
4-ho-ept: //
4-ho-mcpt: //
4-ho-met:
DOSAGE : 10 - 20 mg, orally
DURATION : 4 - 6 hrs
QUALITATIVE COMMENTS :
(with 20 mg, orally) "Qualitatively a lot like psilocin. I started within the first half-hour, and at the max, I felt the same alteration of color and form, and times, sound was felt. As with psilocin, the experience was wave-like, with an alteration of effects between near-normal perception at one minute, only to be swept up in a swirl of altered concept the next minute.
4-ho-mpt:
DOSAGE : unkown
DURATION : unknown
QUALITATIVE COMMENTS :
(with 8 mg, orally) "There was a very mild visual distortion, and a prominent vertigo without nausea. In the second hour there is still some enhancement of visual detail, but I am not endowed with the flight of ideas of philosophical concepts as with psilocin. I am rapidly subsiding and I am able to eat normally. Residual insomnia lasted eight hours."
4-ho-mipt:
DOSAGE : 12 - 25 mg, orally (as the indolol or the acetate) DURATION : 4 - 6 hrs QUALITATIVE COMMENTS : (with 9 mg, orally) "I am stuck just part way on. There is some retinal activity with my eyes closed. Maybe I am a little light-headed, a little starry. Nothing much."
(with 12 mg, orally) "It was just an hour ago that I swallowed the capsule, and everything is happening. I was completely developed at 45 minutes. The imagery with my eyes closed is vivid. The music is exceptionally sensual. I notice a tendency to twitch but it doesn't bother me. Everything is rolling -- how can they allow an erotic piece like the Saint Saëns second piano concerto to ever appear in public, let alone over the radio? A very rapid decline between the third and fourth hour. A rich day for love, insights, fantasy and for retreating into one's mind. A rich day for discovery."
(with 12 mg, orally) "I suspended the solids in water, and a drop of HCl put it into solution immediately. The first awareness was unmistakable at twenty minutes, and from there it was a rapid and noisy development ending at about an hour. But this lasted for only another 40 minutes, and then dropped off quite rapidly. The erotic was excellent, but there were few visuals and I had difficulty connecting fantasy to music. Good appetite afterwards, and I had no trouble getting to sleep."
(with 15 mg acetate ester, orally) "An interesting mixture of intoxication and sedation, progressing to a very relaxed state with some motor incoordination. Just a little bit like alcohol or GHB. There was no drifting of thoughts nor any gut disturbance at any time, although I wasn't very hungry. Conversation was easy."
(with 20 mg, orally) "Early signs (muscle sensations) were noticed in 10 minutes. In another 10 minutes a rapid heightening of all senses ensued, reaching a plateau in 40 minutes and beginning to decline in 3 hours with a return to near normal in 5-6 hours. The intensity of the experience is marked. At the plateau, communication (verbal) is difficult with intense alteration in the sense of time and distance. Multiple and overlapping wave forms occur with an extremely intense color alteration. Drifting in and out of the body is common with an increased sense of body processes, i.e., blood flow in vessels. Muscular sense is increased and a feeling of soaring in bodiless flight is experienced. A mild vertigo was felt with attempted walking but is not associated with nausea. Some anxiety was experienced initially, but could be interpreted as a reaction to the extremely powerful onset. A curious, probably idiosyncratic effect, was of possessing the essence of sexual power associated with being a large jungle cat. The idea was prominent for some time. Conservatively, this compound is at least twice as active as psilocin at comparable doses, in terms of plateau or peak effect. External stimuli, especially light, were distracting to the point of annoyance. Sounds can be seen, words explode into showers of bright points with eyes closed. Other eyes-closed imagery is prominent with patterns (in color); at times soaring clouds dominate the eyes-closed scenery. I cannot overemphasize the intensity of the experience. I would not want to go much higher than 20 milligrams (50 milligrams of psilocin is not as intense)."
(with 30 mg acetate ester, orally) "It was as if I had downed a few martinis in a hurry -- except that there were eye-closed visuals in a lot of different colors, especially metallic greens. I had jaw clenching and a body tremor, reminding me of ecstasy except is was not in any way stimulated. I listened to music in front of a fireplace in a darkened room and I saw bright colorful unstructured patterns. Seven hours and I fell into an easy sleep and was fine the next day."
5-bromo-dmt: //
5-cl-dmt: //
5-meo-dipt:
DOSAGE : 6 - 12 mg, orally
DURATION : 4 - 8 hrs
QUALITATIVE COMMENTS :
(with 6 mg, orally) "Effects were present in twenty minutes, and I took my portable radio into the garden at forty minutes just to pull weeds. Each weed had special significance, and my cat Ms. joined me and agreed with me. This is excessively strange. The radio was discussing a President Ford fund-raiser, and continued with word sequences such as fund, fun, profun, profound, profane, refrain, and on and on. A car drove by with sitar music playing on its radio! Why not. And by my hour number three, I am back where I started. That was quite a morning."
(with 6 mg, orally) "Talking wasn't really interesting, music wasn't interesting, nothing was very interesting. One hour in and I felt turned on as if a wave passed over my body, and then the wave went back to the ocean, or wherever waves go. I was getting hungry but I didn't want to go to the kitchen, as I didn't want to interact with anyone I might encounter. What remains with me the longest was the awareness of vibrations, and what felt best was the stillness. Was back to baseline in 4 hours."
(with 7 mg, orally) "In one hour I was in a marvelous, sexy place. Everything was shaded with eroticism. Sex was explosive, and in another three hours I was completely ready for the outside, public world. As a short term aphrodisiac, this leaves 2C-B in the dust."
(with 10 mg, orally) "Colors on the edges of the wiggles of the eye, a sort of Jessie Allen running design with color contrasts and sparkle. Peoples' faces were interesting, quite serious, and not completely friendly. Well after everything had cleared, later in the evening, there was a residual good clean feeling. This is a definite sense-distorter. I am not completely sure I like it."
(with 10 mg, orally) "We found it to be outstanding -- combining the best characteristics of two other like products while contributing a penetrating efficaciousness of its own."
(with 12 mg, orally) "Had prepared for this experience during the day, and was looking forward to the time with my partner. Flowers, candles, fluffy pillows, arranged for food, etc. Large pillar type candles and the glow was nice and warm. Warm was comfort and comfort was good. Warm led into a wonderful sexual turn on, where my entire body was alive and alert. This was one hour into the trip. This wonderful sexual turn on was the feeling of a bud about to unfold into a full-blown beautiful flower, which happened during love making. The flower continued to fill out fuller and fuller for a couple of hours, and then just remained a full-blown beautiful wonderful flower, and I fell asleep with this feeling."
(with 12 mg, orally) "Remembering how hungry I got during my last 6 mg. experience and without any dietary restriction I ate a vegetarian burrito four hours earlier. It took an hour for me to turn on. I have never experienced such an increase of the peristalsis process in moving the burrito through my colon and with each defecation I would become a little more turned on. As I became more turned on the greater I felt the sense of hypertension. A mind / body load became uncomfortable. It was never psychedelic in the way of acid or psilocybe. My muscles, gluteus maximus, the lateral rotators that connect to the trochanter and the large muscles that connect to the hamstrings, all contracted and spasmed. Psychologically it was as though my conservative instinct, my sense of Being, became extremely agitated. I felt completely unnerved, with the only relief offered was by having sex. As the effects of this material were rather extreme, I never felt as though I was having a psychedelic experience. Maybe because it was all about dealing with body load and discomfort."
(with 12 mg, orally) "There was a very strange, almost paranoid session of listening to music, about an hour and a half into it. The program was a program of Irish music called "The Thistle and Shamrock" but I had paid no attention to the announcement. What was being played were three nativity pieces with song and words, from strange places. What I heard were three distant, fraudulent selections with generically meaningless words, mumbled so as to sound authentic. Everything was faked. It was "hearts of space" music in the worst possible taste. My neutral observer was completely taken in by it all, and quite enjoyed it. It turned out that I was wrong, the music was strange but of good quality. It was my interpretation that was screwed up."
(with 12 mg, orally) "My experience with this material was different in its action than anything I had tried in the past -- it came on quicker but with much less intensity. I really enjoyed the mellowness, and it sort of waved in and out. I came down after almost an hour, smoked a little marijuana, and went back up to where I had been previously. I could do this around my children, and they would know I was happy but doubted they would realize just exactly what was up. I liked it and would consider a public event (craft fair, street fair, window shopping) very adventurous. No hangover; sleep excellent."
(with 12 mg, orally) "Awful, awful taste. Quickly aware and in the second half hour I rapidly shot up to a +++ in a very LSD-like manner, without the visuals. Time was quite slowed down during this come-on. Erotic world was fantastic, explosive, almost scary. Rapid drop-off, and by the fourth hour I am clear of any effects."
5-meo-met: //
5-meo-dalt: //
5-meo-dmt:
DOSAGE : 6 - 20 mg, smoked; 2 - 3 mg, i.v.
DURATION : 1 - 2 hrs
QUALITATIVE COMMENTS :
(with 6 mg, smoked) "I felt it in a minute -- not really light head, but the head feels close to the lower parts of the body -- close to the ground -- knees weak -- distinct shakes. I peaked at 2 or three minutes. It was quite intense, but not the max of DMT at 30 milligrams and no sensory close-out. Slight nausea on the drop-off -- I am glad I had not eaten anything. Overall comparison to DMT, more potent, slightly faster, but like DMT is largely a simple, stoning drug with no sensory contribution, no intellectual contribution. It's greatest contribution might be to provide a subject the vocabulary of an altered state of consciousness so that, with interesting and constructive drugs, these effects will be familiar, and thus not distractions."
(with 8 mg, smoked) "I was blown away, far away I might add, but only for 10 minutes and effects were gone by half an hour. During this episode mental activity was almost absent. I can't say I wasn't 'impressed' in some way, though it wasn't exactly what I expected. I had read reports with statements varying from 'dwarfs + elves' to 'conk on the head,' the latter of which relates more closely to my experience."
(with perhaps 10 mg, smoked) "Onset was gentle, perhaps over 15 minutes. I felt like all of my blood had turned to concrete. There were no noticeable visual effects, but my hearing was slightly diminished. The whole experience was over after 1 hour."
(with perhaps 15 mg, smoked) "I took a hit from the pipe with five-methoxy in it, and after the 8 to 10 seconds it took to carry the chemical to my brain I remember starting to fall over from my sitting position. My normal physical perceptions dissolved away from my awareness. My ears started to ring and I started to float off. I was acutely aware of a certain resonation of my aural perception, an electrical buzzing that fluctuated in synch with my visual perception. What I saw can only be described as a fantastically subtle multicolored phosphene, completely filling every area visually available. I say it in this way because I was simultaneously losing contact with my body, I could not tell if my eyes were open or shut, although I initially had the feeling that they were darting back and forth, from side to side. These feelings and sensations built up in intensity very quickly, a matter of seconds: I can remember this feeling of building intensity up to a point, and then I was not there in my body or in time. In the 10 to 15 minutes that my body was under the influence of the drug my mind was completely referenceless, there was no way for my consciousness to limit or gauge the stimuli my being was barraged with. I remember switching to a perception where the endless and intricate phosphene was love and the energy of light. I called upon those forces within my being to realign and submit, to let go of all the cogent fears and just exist ... and that innate decision saved me a lot of psychic damage. What is most outstanding about the way it feels is an inability to judge in any way, by any method of the mind ... it is unconquerable, as deep and profound as a totally unconditional love that is life. What a trip, huh?"
(with 15 mg, smoked) "At about 60 seconds after I smoked this free base, I beheld every thought that was going on everywhere in the universe and all possible realities while I was wracked out with this horrible ruthless love. It scared the hell out of me. When I could see again (15 minutes later) it was almost as if there was an echo of a thought in my head saying that I was given an extremely rare look at the true consciousness of it all. I've never been hit this hard since then. A definite ++++."
(with perhaps 20 mg, smoked) "This is a very strong hallucinogen. A twenty minute experience. For me it was like adding the MDMA experience to DMT. DMT for me is terrifying (I still go back though) and I must really think about it before proceeding. The 5-MeO-DMT was much more relaxed, a kind of cosmic consciousness type of experience. I broke into a space similar to DMT but it was more like receiving grace. I felt a little shaky (tremor-like) coming down."
(with 25 mg, smoked) "I placed 25 mg of 5-methoxy-DMT in a stainless steel one-quarter teaspoon and vaporized it over a cigarette lighter collecting the smoke in an upside-down funnel. All smoke was inhaled; the taste was mild -- none of the plastic taste of DMT. About 10 seconds or so after inhaling the last of the smoke, it began with a fast-rising sense of excitement and wonder, with an undertone of "Now you've done it," but dominated by a sense of, "WOW, This Is IT!" There was a tremendous sense of speed and acceleration In perhaps 10 more seconds these feelings built to an intensity I had never experienced before. The entire universe imploded through my consciousness. It's as if the mind is capable of experiencing a very large number of objects, situations and feelings, but normally perceives them only one at a time. I felt that my mind was perceiving them all at once. There was no distance, no possibility of examining the experience. This was simply the most intense experience possible; a singularity, a white-out (as opposed to a black out), I have little memory of the state itself. I have no memory, for example, of whether my eyes were opened or closed. After some seconds or minutes , it started to fade and came to resemble a merely intense psychedelic state. Here I had the feeling, a visualization of being part of the universe of beings, all active in our daily, interwoven tasks, still moving at an incredible rate, and with a longing for a single group / organism awareness and transcendence. In a few more minutes it faded to an alert (+ one) state with an additional sense of awe and wonder, relief, and a strong feeling of gratitude toward the universe in general, for the experience."
(with 30 mg, smoking) "I placed approx. 30 mg of 5-MeO into a pipe, and smoked it, in one toke, without a second thought. An instant later, I was crawled up on my bed (in the fetal position) with my eyes closed, squirming around, screaming (in my head) 'Fuck! You killed yourself!' I repeated this several times, very fearful of death. I didn't see anything, while my eyes were shut, except for a bright white light, that which you see after staring at a bright light. The only other "vision" was one in my mind - I came to the realization that my life would be wasted if I died there. This showed me all of my scripts being discarded and nothing good happening ever again. It was a glimpse into my future, if I died. I concentrated on breathing and that helped me survive (mentally). I walked into the living room and placed a CD into the stereo, and as the first song started, my attention span disappeared, and I walked back into my bedroom. To my surprise, forty minutes had passed, in what I remembered as mere seconds. This scared me, thinking that maybe I had blacked out. I felt the effect for about an hour, it slowly faded away."
(with an unknown but large amount, smoked) I observed the subject pass very quickly into an almost coma-like state. Within seconds his face became purple and his breathing stopped. I pounded his chest, and breathed for him, and he seemed to emerge in consciousness, with the comment, "This is absolute ecstasy." He stopped breathing a second time, and both heart massage and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation was provided. Again, he recovered and managed to maintain a continuing consciousness and achieve a partial recovery. In the awake condition he was increasingly lucid, but on closing his eyes he became possessed with, what he called, "The energy of terror." He could not sleep, as upon closing his eyes he felt threatened in a way he could not tolerate. Three days later, medical intervention with antipsychotic medication was provided, which allowed the recovery of an acceptable behavior pattern in a few more days.
(with 35 mg, orally): "No activity."
(with 0.25 mg, i.v.): "A real effect."
(with 0.5 mg, i.v.) "I felt the effects distinctly within a minute, along with some pain at the injection site. In a few minutes I felt a very distinct calming and stilling of my mind. While I could have carried on a conversation about anything and didn't feel the least bit stoned, I found the feeling very recognizable."
(with 0.7 mg, i.v.): "This was basically a +1 experience. After a few instances I felt its motion, very gentle waves. I was thinking about thinking about the experience, about writing about it, and so I was experiencing myself as both observer and editor. This was not overwhelming, but gentle."
(with 1.3 mg, i.v.) "In a few seconds I was participating in exquisite, full body, teeth-chattering shivers that lasted in all about 10 minutes, nearly the duration of the effects. The sensations seemed to come more from my head region, whereas my 'full blown' experiences of smoked 5- MeO-DMT seemed to emanate from my center and heart."
(with 2.3 mg, i.v.) "I remember having a perspective of knowing I was aware and, if not from the start of the experience then very soon into it, knowing I knew I was aware. I thought I was an ocean. I don't remember where I first lost continuity of consciousness (this is a little like a blackout from hard liquor) but I remember being aware of the sounds I was making apparently some time after I began vocalizing. Around the time I thought to change these sounds as I pleased, I also noted with brief wonder that the sound was continuous, not changed by my breathing. I sang my way back."
(with 3.1 mg, i.v.) "I vocalized effortlessly. I was getting in touch with my body. I said, 'Turn off the lights,' and 'I love you,' and then I lost it. I was amazed later to find a roomful of people who had been frightened by the noises they had been amazed to hear, and I was amazed to be told I had made."
5-meo-mipt:
DOSAGE : 4 - 6 mg, orally; 12 - 20 mg, smoked
DURATION : 4 - 6 hrs
QUALITATIVE COMMENTS:
(with 1.5 mg, orally) "In 15 minutes I was already off of baseline, and by an hour it is unquestionably real. There is no visualization to music, but a general turnedon randiness. Dropping at an hour and a half, and out by three hours. Modest but real."
(with 4 mg, orally) "Up very fast, to a +2 in an hour. Absolutely no visuals, but over the next two hours an ease of interpretive fantasy, almost dream-like, and easy eroticism. Food tasted marvelous, but there was no appetite. Easy, normal sleep and good spirits in the AM."
(with 5 mg, orally) "Extremely bitter taste. Some stimulation and tingling at 10 minutes, and I am apprehensive at this rapid onset. There are no visual symptoms at all, but the stimulation of conceptual thought is intense. Depth perception is slightly altered and a very minor wave pattern can be noticed in the peripheral vision, but no major object or color distortion. Minor enhancement of auditory acuity. Philosophical concepts about this and other substances seem important. I wonder what the value of writing about, or attempting to describe, their effects really is. At the second hour, the effects are subsiding, and for another three hours there are tailings and insomnia, but I am able to eat normally. There is a certain amount of 'negativity' about this compound. The dose is satisfyingly small, but I wonder if it is worth it. Somewhat of a disappointment. Have no desire to experiment further."
(with 6 mg, orally) "Rapid development to 45 minutes, some shakes, uneven handwriting, and hints of time slowing. Extremely erotic. Full plateau at a +3 at the 2 1/2 hr. point, then a graceful and rather rapid drop. Easy, restful sleep. Absolutely no visuals or related sensory effects -- what does one call this stoned state? Very pleasant, music extremely acceptable, tactile extraordinary. I feel that higher dosages would not contribute anything more."
(with 12 mg, smoked) "I was able to take 4 or 5 puffs, and to hold off the onset until then, then I couldn't anymore. Powerful, tremendous rush, but all along maintaining body-ego awareness, unlike 5-MeO-DMT where the world appears to utterly dissolve. I was aware of doing a lot of groaning, writhing, shaking around; headphones and eyeshades kept it completely internal. Not too much visual, but lots of disorientation. Early on there was a lot of emotional lability, laughing, crying, 'Oh God' kinds of outbursts. "At an hour and a half, I was down enough that I tried smoking the remainder of the bowl without much additional effect. A typical psychedelic afterglow and in the morning ate a big breakfast and felt essentially normal. In summary, I took too little, I was in a bad mood, and felt myself to be in a rushed environment. The experience seemed to me like a hybrid between CZ-74 and 5- MeO-DMT; the trippiness of the former and the rush (although not as intense) of the latter."
(with 20 mg, smoked) "Most all of it was smoked in about three or four inhalations before I felt it coming on so strongly that I lay down. Within less than a minute after I lay down, with my eyes closed, my visual field was filled with brilliant geometric patterned lines of different colors that were slowly moving. There were several sets of parallel and curved lines superimposed upon in each other. Soon after that, probably within a minute or two, I became extremely disoriented from my normal sense of being a person in a body; I was lost in an undifferentiated mass of feeling and non-specific sensation. It was similar to the overwhelming feeling of 5-MeO-DMT in quality and, as with that material, the peak phase lasted less than 30 minutes. "Then I began to think more coherently, but intense waves would return every 5 to 15 minutes. In between my perception and thinking would be fairly normal, but with the waves I would be swept up in imagery or memories heavily laden with emotional content. After two hours I was joined by my wife. We spent some very intimate time together, and I remember asking her who she was and she replied, 'Your wife.' This was very powerful to me since I did not really know what it meant, except that it seemed to be the best combination of mother, lover and friend, and that it was an entirely new kind of relationship that we would be creating for the rest of our lives together. "After three or four hours, the waves had virtually stopped, and I remained oriented to the present and my immediate surroundings. I stayed under a mild influence until I ate supper, around 7 hours. I felt tired, had trouble falling asleep, but awoke refreshed."
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dpt: //
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DOSAGE : 25 - 100 mg, orally
DURATION : 6 - 8 hrs
QUALITATIVE COMMENTS :
(with 18 mg, orally) "Wild effects noted in an hour. Remarkable changes in sounds heard. My wife's voice is basso, as if she had a cold -- my ears with slight pressure as if my tubes were clogged but they aren't. Radio voices are all low, music out of key. Piano sounds like a bar-room disaster. The telephone ringing sounds partly underwater. In a couple more hours, music pretty much normal again."
(with 25 mg, orally) "Within the first hour I noted changes already, and my hand-writing became very poor. I cannot seem to measure the rate of the drug's effects as there is no obvious window through which I am moving. Abrupt sounds have golden spikes attached to them as after-sounds, but I can't focus in on any other sensory changes. I moved into a completely quiet environment and there don't appear to be any effects of any kind. If I were deaf, this would have been an inactive compound. How many other drugs have appeared to be inactive because I didn't know where to look for effects?"
(with 50 mg, orally) "Everything was auditory, and I can only describe it with a '!'"
(with 100 mg, orally) "Nothing until 35 minutes when a definite change in hearing was observed. There was a decrease in high frequency acuity with an unusual tonal shift of all frequencies to a lower pitch. Voices sounded very similar to a single side-band radio signal which had been mistuned to the low side of the center frequency. All familiar sounds became foreign, including the chewing of food. No effects were noted with respect to clarity of speech, and both comprehension and interpretation were normal. Music was rendered completely disharmonious although single tones sounded normal. There were no changes in vision, taste, smell, appetite, vital signs, or motor coordination. The effects began to fade at four hours post ingestion, and were completely gone at eight hours. Mild diarrhea occurred from five to ten hours post-ingestion but was not a significant problem."
(with 250 mg, orally) "Shortly after I ingested the substance I heard a spirit say, 'Once in a lifetime.' She encouraged me to believe that I would have more life after the experience. But, there was a feeling of foreboding. The light was there, but DIPT was the body of Satan. The voices of people were extremely distorted -- males sounded like frogs -- children sounded like they were talking through synthesizers to imitate outer space people in science fiction movies. In fact I felt that I was somehow sent into an anti-universe where everything looked the same as normal but was a cold and empty imitation. I felt I was a fallen angel."
(with 8 mg, smoked) "In four minutes I was aware of things going on, and by eight minutes, I was at a plus 2. My tongue was numb, and my ears felt plugged up although my hearing was keen and there was a background hissing sound."
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met: //
mpt: //
mipt: //
DOSAGE : 10 - 25 mg, orally
DURATION : 3 - 4 hrs
QUALITATIVE COMMENTS :
(with 5 mg, orally) "Maybe a hint towards the end of an hour. Nothing further. Slept soundly."
(with 10 mg, orally) "There is no question but what this is active. I felt it just a half hour after taking it, and was somewhat disappointed to see it disappear over the next couple of hours. A very good feeling, quite randy." (with 10 mg, orally) "Definitely active, mild excitement, dry mouth, some muscle tension in the back of the neck. At 75 minutes, definitely rolling, but still no visual effects. Finally subsiding. Not unpleasant, although a feeling of restlessness persists. Tailing insomnia for 6-8 hours." (with 20 mg, orally) "My handwriting is shot. There are almost no visuals, so why am I at a plus two? I feel very alert. Tried to sleep and ended up talking for quite a while instead The overall experience can best be described as 'mild'."
(with 25 mg, orally) "Quite an active dose. Same initial effects as with 10 milligrams, but considerably more excitement, central stimulation. At an hour, the effects seem to have plateaued. Enhancement of visual field, i.e., brightened colors, clearly defined objects. Definite auditory effects, and I can pick out each sound with clear definition. Very 'heady,' but still remarkably free of visual distortion. Slight mydriasis. As it subsides, there is some muscle tension in the jaws, but much milder than with MDA or even psilocin."
(with 20 mg, by insufflation) "Immediate onset (less than a minute) and to ++. A little dizziness. My first thought is, 'This is definitely psychedelic.' Everything looked brighter, and vision was tinted orange. Everything appeared as if under an orange overlay. No other visual changes to speak of. Skin, hearing, sensitive. All-in-all, however, sensory changes were minor. The effects on thought were more typically psychedelic. The spin-offs, tangents, and implications of different threads of thought became apparent, and I could watch them unfold with my mind's eye. These effects gradually tapered off over the next three and a half hours or so. During this time, interaction with my companions was facile, and we had a good conversation. This compound seems to emphasize 'psychedelic' effects over 'hallucinogenic' effects."
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New to this sub (and Reddit)! Just bought an e34 and need some opinions on maintenance/repairs!

New to this sub (and Reddit)! Just bought an e34 and need some opinions on maintenance/repairs!
Hello! I am not only new to this sub but also new to using Reddit as well so please bear with me.
I recently bought a dirt cheap 1989 BMW 535i as my "first" car (she's a 5-speed too). The car has not been driven all that much for the past 6-8 years but was garage kept. The previous owner said they would start the car and let it idle every weekend just to get the fluids going but never really kept up with it's maintenance all that much. The car has approximately 143k original miles on it. The car also has very little modifications done to it. The only things that I know of that are not stock is the wheel setup (I will address the tires/rims later in this post) and the generic, torn up cold-air intake. The original head unit was re-installed (but it does not work, it just says "CODE" on the display) and the aftermarket Pioneer head unit was left in the trunk along with a few other goodies.

The first problem I would like to ask for help with is tires. I live in Maryland and I am terrified of the upcoming winter season not only because I'm a fairly new driver who has never really driven in the snow (and is still learning how to drive stick) but because the car is RWD and the tires are VERY cracked. The tread on the tires is amazing but because the car has been sitting for so long the sidewalls are severely cracked and need to be addressed immediately! The car currently has a staggered setup on ASA AR1 rims. The front two tires say they are 255/40ZR17 and the rears say they are 275/40ZR17. Since I am a broke college student, I was thinking of buying these all-season tires I found not too long ago on this website: RIKEN RAPTOR ZR A/S (I hope I made this hyperlink correctly). Are these tires okay?

The next problem I would like to ask for help with is on engine oil. I have no clue on what type or brand of oil to get. I also don't know what filter to get. For the oil, I read somewhere to get 0w-40 but I don't know what brand of oil to get. In my previous car (I had this car for less than two months) I put Royal Purple since I have heard a lot of good things about Royal Purple. For the oil filter, I was thinking of getting a MANN filter but I am not sure if that's recommended or not.

Next is spark plugs. Although the car idles and revs VERY smoothly, it is still misfiring. The spark plugs need to be changed anyways but I don't know which ones to get. I don't even know what plugs are in the car and/or if they were ever changed.

Sometimes, the car acts like you aren't pushing the clutch and will not go into a gear. I showed the previous owner this in his driveway when I bought the car but everytime he got behind the wheel he never had any problems. I should also mention that the previous owner said he got the car for free from a very close friend of his who broke the shift linkage. He said his friend thought he blew the transmission but it was just the linkage. The previous owner then said he had to reweld something (I honestly don't remember what his actual explanation was) but he claims to have fixed it and hasn't had any problems ever since. My uncle took a five minute test drive of the car when I got it to his house and he ran into this problem once. He tried to shove the shift knob into first and a horrendous grinding noise came from the transmission and the shift knob vibrated violently. I have no clue what this could be.

Unfortunately, this car does have the "death wobble" at highway speeds. When driving on the highway, going any faster than 45 MPH causes the entire front end of the vehicle to shake VERY violently. I read this could be a number of issues. Firstly, I want to change the tires (once I figure out which ones to get) as well as an alignment, balance, etc. Then, if that doesn't fix it, I read it might be the thrust arms? Or maybe the control arms? I made sure to grab both of these things and try to wiggle them with my hands but they were pretty solid and weren't loose. A friend of mine said the bushings are definitely rough but not blown or bad enough that they would seem to cause the death wobble I was experiencing.



Now here are some problems I'm not very concerned about fixing right away but would appreciate any suggestions if any of y'all have any ideas:
Fuse #26 is blown. I looked this up and all I could find was "lighteglovebox light". Also, fuse #8 is missing but I believe nothing is meant to be in that spot on the fusebox. I should also mention that the previous owner removed the glovebox because it was locked and he could not get into it.

The SRS light is on and I have no clue where to start/what it could be.

The dash says the fog lights are out (which I think they are) and the coolant level is low, however, the coolant is topped off and not leaking so I think the sensor may be out.

The back two doors are stuck unlocked. All power windows and sunroof work just fine but the back two doors won't lock. I tried to push the little knub thing that pops up to indicate the door is locked/unlocked but it won't go down.

The electric side mirrors don't work/can't be adjusted but I am not sure if I am using the controls right.

The car has heated seats and I'm not sure if the car has the winter package with the LSD though. And I don't think the heated seats work.

The A/C blower motor blows VERY strong and the heat blows really hot, however, the A/C does not blow cold. Would a quick recharge from those cheap Walmart kits fix this? Those cheap kits fixed the A/C on my previous car.

When getting on the gas/forcing the car to squat a little from rapid acceleration the back right tire rubs a little. When I bought the car, it was parked outside on a hump for a week and the back right side of the car did sit significantly lower then the back left side. After the test drive, the suspension evened out. Is that something I should be concerned about? The tire only really rubs when I have passenger(s). When I was myself, it has never rubbed.


I will try my best to reply to y'all as fast as I possibly can but I am currently in my first year of college and I also have been working as many hours as I possibly can at my minimum wage job to help make this dream of owning this car possible.
I greatly appreciate any and all input y'all have for this car and I! Thank you!
This a repost from the BMW forum post I have made earlier today.
The car was repainted to this weird orange color a very long time ago (according to the previous owner). The orange is very dull but I'm not too concerned about the paint as of right now.
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Should I get an automatic?

So here's the deal y'all. That black coupe with the huge wing I keep posting? I blew the motor Saturday night. It's done for. With all the other problems the car had, I just gave it to a friend of mine to see what he can do with it.
Anyways I really want that VQ sound. And as much as I liked having the racing seats with the quick release wheel, I wouldn't mind having a real interior and adjustable seats.
I've found a few coupes in the next state over with a really great price, but they're both auto. I suspect they don't have brembos or LSD either.
So what do you guys think? Should I just buy an auto and enjoy having a more relaxed G, or should I wait it out and continue to save up for another 6MT or even a Z?
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22-23 mg 4acodmt trip on a Wednesday school night. Trip report!

Background: I’ve taken psychedelics about 4 times before this, mostly in efforts to help me dissect my depression and bad habits as to better help myself improve. I’ve done lsd 3 times, and shrooms once. 1 tab, 2 grams mushrooms, 2 tabs, 2 tabs. I took two tabs twice because my friend accidentally took the longest rip of a dab pen while on 5 tabs and kinda lost his shit, but I’ve never had a good relationship with acid. It always leaves me more anxious during the trip, definitely more paranoid, and lasts too long for my interest. Mushrooms were great and helped my depression when I took it the first time, thing is their expensive and Hard to find where I’m from. So In comes 4-aco-dmt, everyone says their basically the same, even arguably better because you know exact doses and it’s clearer, so I bought some. Received it through my college mail (I know it’s kinda risky but who gives a fuck when you want to die) and weighed out my dose and went for it on a school night, here’s my experience. TL/DR: I have depression and I’ve heard shrooms help, shrooms were hard to get and expensive here so I got this instead.
Before trip: I had been fasted for at least 4 hours when I took the pill, so I assumed the digestion would have been quick and anticipated to feel atleast something by hour 1 after ingestion, but nothing. Got annoyed and thought I may have been scammed but was still cautious, I asked reddit how long it usually takes for a pill to kick in and most the consensus was much earlier than 2 hours and 30 minutes. People held confidence that I was going to start tripping after the post, as I got more antsy and was on the fence of snorting some to see if I got scammed or not. Thankfully, I did not do that and after a long 2 hours and 30 minutes of waiting I finally got some affects and instantly cancelled the thought of snorting some.
Trip: When I realized I was about to go for a ride I began by listening to a music playlist I made for past trips and just enjoyed the music to get me set for a good trip. For some reason I decided I wanted to test my motor coordination by playing one of my favorite games, rocket league, which made it very evident that I was definitely tripping as the lighting from my monitor was different in a way I can’t quite discribe, and while playing it’s like my body completely took over and no thought was going into it, just my hands moving according to what my brain picked up from the screen. My friend came in the room, I live in a dorm with about 10 kids on my floor, almost all of them knew I was tripping so it was a relatively safe environment. He asked if I wanted to play smash, I disagreed at first and then decided fuck it why not. I was surprised to find that I actually wasn’t complete garbage and was somehow playing with relative accuracy. I got bored eventually and decided smash probably wasn’t the best way I could be spending my time tripping, so I retreated into my room.
Sitting alone in my dorm This was undoubtedly one of my most profound moments on a psychedelic. So many thought battles happen in my mind while I’m tripping, and on lsd these thought battles are often more negative, destructive, and anxiety inducing than what I experienced with 4-aco-dmt. This chemical was by far a more clear minded trip that let me go through these thought battles with less judgement and anxiety. Much better for introspection and isn’t exhaustingly long as LSD is. Anyway, these thought battles were very similar to the concepts of the 7 sins or whatever they are. Greed, gluttony, pride, sloth, lust, wrath, and envy seem to always be at the forefront of my trips, even though I’m not a religious person. I played around with the idea of a god, but I never believed there was a god, only that there is something greater at play that we don’t understand and may never understand. I soon had a realization that entropy, the measure of disorder, represented the 7 sins in such a profound way that just made sense to me and still does, but cannot be described in words. It was at this point that I got that feeling that everything is a soup, we’re all connected in some way or another and we all influence each other with everything that we do, every decision, every thought that goes on in our heads ultimately shifts that soup one way or another no matter how small the influence. Kinda what I think they call the butterfly affect? In this realization of a soup I felt a strong sense come over me that life is a gift from something, that we are carrying a vessel of life and that it means more than what we understand in modern science and maybe isn’t even comprehendible by us. Now I still don’t believe in god, but I do believe that there are more layers to life than just our dimension based on my last trip. The most profound effect was when I would some how feel reality changing just because I picked my hand up and twisted it different ways. It was through these experiences that I realized suicide wouldn’t solve my problems, that life is a gift that I shouldn’t take for granted. The feeling of suicide not solving my problems is beyond words, the best way to explain it is that it wouldn’t solve anything and it would just be perpetuated through space and time, like eternal suffering or something, maybe this is where the concept of hell comes from. Again, I do not believe in god still, yet I feel as though I am spiritually aware of the existence of more to life.
Comedown: For most of the trip I was just laying in bed thinking, occasionally going out and talking a bit, my friend even got locked in his room from a Brocken door nob haha, almost had to call campus police. Glad they didn’t have to though. During the comedown I wanted to listen to music and so I did, and this is where I almost felt like I had a battle with my ego. I’m not sure if I experienced ego death, I don’t think I did as I’ve heard it’s extremely scary, but there was definitely some level of ego change. After what I perceived as a battle with the ego I listened to some more songs and just felt so much joy and satisfaction in life that I was almost on the verge of crying of joy. Some songs later and I was more sober and hungry, so I asked some friends to come down to the dining hall with me and we talked about my experiences. After that I went on a walk a bit later in the night with a close friend and we talked about why we lift weights and the philosophy behind it.
Aftermath and resolutions Overall, maybe it wasn’t a fun experience, but it was certainly one that is good for me in the long run. I solidified a connection with a friend during the trip and now we are going to start studying everyday together for our classes. I’m almost failing out of college because of my lack of effort and depression. I feel as though the weight of depression is now off my shoulders, and it’s due time to keep it that way and turn my life into the life I really want it to be. I still feel a sort of oneness with the world, and I almost feel as if I have a purpose in life, which is something I’ve always struggled with. I’m majoring in neuroscience and want to further my education into a dual graduate, for neuropharmacology. I want to be at the forefront of psychedelic research, particularly psilocybin, and my drive to succeed is even greater now that I’ve experienced the affects it has had on my depression. I don’t want anyone in this world to have to go through depression, or other mental health problems that can be remedied with proper psilocybin therapy.

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Trying BDSM on Psychedelics

EDIT : TLDR ; it's all about getting to know yourself in a good way and for us taking psychs like 1P and 2CBFLY really helped with our inhibitions , dont get me wrong, there's was plenty of giggling throughout, even now when we do it, but it's much the normal life with a vanilla relationship and rose water couples stuff but sometimes with chains and pain and some psychs as well every now and then.
So I had plenty of covid anxiety and end up packing up and heading to the country side like a few days before total lockdown confinements back in like March. Took my chick and my mom with me, so we were in it for the long term based on the fact i'm quite particular about sanitation and my family's health. Great time though, outdoors plenty of garden, planted some cannabis seeds but mainly it was all about the vegetable patch and the fruit trees. Unfortunately my LSD order was like stuck in the post back in the city though. This is important later bear with me. Managed to figure out like 150g of weed as well for the trip so i basically never ran out as the only smoker in that household. Did a shitton of music stuff and bought a bunch of toys i still enjoy, but truly i wasnt all that content with my current set up and the chick i was with. Anywho, i was setting up this humanitarian organisation and i sent my friend a message all like "you'd be perfect for this as a national coordinator" because she was in a south american country at the time. She's really off handish all like "i'm not the type" and "it's not for me" even though she clearly is and i know she has plenty of time. Anywho my organisation starts to pick up steam and raises the stakes in a minor way some weeks later so i reach out again and she replies that she's just been through this whole thing and (edit : broke off her engagement) she might be on a flight back soon. By now it's towards the end of may so very much still under total lockdown orders. i'm like "uhm , sure, see you soon if you head back?"
A day or two later she's calling me all crying and hardly able to explain what's happened, i've know her for like 5 years but had only met her maybe 5 times at this point, last time i saw her was for her 28th birthday party two years ago she had invited me to her birthday but when i got there all dressed up and ready to party it was like her parents, aunts uncles, and a handful of close friends from her popular neihborhood. Seriously, who does that?
Two weeks later, a few days before confinement is lifted i travel a few hours back to the capital city because i have some kind of plumbing issues meeting with the plumber thing that i'm using as an excuse to basically go see my friend. She picks me up at the airport , i have a mask, visor, the whole thing, she's wearing a mask and a brown linen pencil dress with brass buttons and a green and brown leather and fur coat, black stilletos. cab it to my temporary appartment which is a wreak what after 3 months of not being there and leaving so quickly. We put my bags down and head to lunch.
but first, let's walk to post office to pick up my acid :-)
Over lunch she explains to me, loudly, among other catch ups that she was evacuated after being implicated in a drug and human trafficking (edit:) charge and she broke off her engagement partly due to the messages i had sent her , we're drinking pretty heavily i would say 2 bottles of wine and plenty of champagne to start. Anyway the subject eventually turns to drugs , and i'm like you know this envelope i just signed for has acid in it ? we open the thing up after asking the waiter for scissors and quick as the blink of an eye she's just had 150ugs of 1P-LSD ... i really dont like unplanned trips (usually) certainly i never drink then drop any sort of psychedelic drugs ever , tell you the truth i hardly take any drugs with people i hardly know, in public, at events, or even with others in general. i dont know anyone that takes psychedelics , i know maybe three or four people that smoke weed. Obviously i'm not gonna watch this beautiful woman take LSD for the first time and me not take 1P which i've never even tried myself.
t+15 We head back to my main apartment which is a few doors down from the temporary one and it's pristine, plants are all dead, but we've got plenty of lock down snacks, drinks, and other amenities , open the balcony, beautiful sunny day, amazing view on a historic landmark two parks and a river, i love dropping and chilling here hope you can tell. we get cosy "hey you want to take your heels off" "not a chance" . She's starting to grow on me :-)
T+40 the come up starts and hits hard
T+1.15 i have no motor skills which i'm not used to , cant fucking change the station from "jazz" on the radio, i start accepting my fate : 10 hours of jazz radio it is. i start noticing slight difference with "normal acid" appart from the stronger quicker come up : more "matte" earthy visuals more melancholic. we're smoking plenty of weed and talking the whole time, this chick is loud . Just running around the house enjoying the furniture and feeling like we were in some time long past due to the music and the iconic sunrays on the balcony.
T+3 she gets totally naked "im taking a cold shower" clothes and stilletos come off . i take my stilletos off too obviously , running after her and i dont know why but i did slap her butt , she turns around all like "dont do that, why did you do that, you ruined it", i'm devastated obviously not because i like having sex on acid (more on that later obviously) but because she's quite a looker thin as she is and ... coming out the shower she absolutely destroys the bathroom, living room with water but honestly i encourage it , i'm feeling very glam rock and she says "i feel like a pin up" indeed the visuals are very much beach / pin up esthetics, she sunbathes naked on the balcony.
I break up with my ex girlfriend, put her back in her old appartment give her like thousands of euros so she's independent. A couple weeks later after confinement was lifted my old/new friend basically moves in with me , this is like one day before we even sleep together (ffs! ^^) there's plenty more drug use in between mostly awful things i dont ever have near me like "white powder" people call coke and "mdma" which i prefer to space out way more than the two weeks or so we were pacing. So that day we did sleep together we're talking about sex and she really enjoys talking about sex and what she likes and doesnt like and she seems to know a whole lot about those topics. I'm like less tuned in i think but way back when in like highschool then in college i did like all these toys and had a small collection of them. She's clearly intrigued, i've disposed of them since but i'm like lets go shopping. Type "sex shop" in google maps, press a button head there in a cab laughing about it the whole time with eathother and also the driver (because he had "SEX SHOP" written as a destination). the whole way there i know very well there'll be no one else choosing sex toys but me, but which ones would she be into? i think i know :-) When we get there the first thing i pick out is the latest the pink vibrator, "here's a gift that's just for you" the rest being thing i would probably find fun to play with, all the heaviest chains and leather bounds , a paddle a whip another vibrator 760e on the mastercard, the ride back is more quiet though . when we get home there's no question about drugs or anything like that , she just wants to try on all the harnesses , at some point, dressed, she's got on this thick leather collar and she's like "i could wear this outside, right", honestly i find it a tiny bit tacky but she does look great and i'm kind of abiding by it, mostly trying to diffuse things. one thing leads to another, let's celebrate, some champagne gets poured, she's still clucking from before she got back but i'm not into shit white powder and she wants MD but it had barely been a few days and my mind is all i've got in this life so i'm like "i like mdma but what i dont like is how toxic it is and how ultimately insincere it really is like when someone's talking to you all you're really doing is waiting for them to finish so you can talk, kinda. I have this stuff called 2CB-FLY which i found way more profound empathogenically" . So we drop 2 "pellets" of 2CB-FLY each (which is the correct dose, nothing strong) .
t+0 we head out to procure amenities, she's wearing this thick black leather and red velvet collar, dolled up some , make up
t+30 we're feeling some alerts already
t+45 the come up on this stuff is the wierd most intense time dilation meaning you're doing plenty of stuff but when you check your watch it's not been that long
t+1.30 she's wearing this designer "play suit" and a collar with a leash, way too much make up from using my bathroom with no light (and on drugs), looks at me at says "i feel so beautiful right now" with the biggest most sincere smile i've ever seen . (and i've seen it plenty more times, since :-)
I'm pretty sure that was a legit coming out , at least that's how i've remembered it - what do you think about that?
Anyway the rest of the trip is just us giggling away and having a laugh with all the new toys most of which we end up breaking that night.
a few weeks and plenty of responsible drug use later , we're planning a trip together so obviously we pack some 2CBFLY, MiPT, DOC, LSD , and some weed just in case :-) well, it was the case about two weeks into the vaccation, we shared some of the pills with some friends we met and took the 2CBFLY ditched them and eventually went to a seperate hotel than where we were planned on it but no sex, great night though, i love her so much.
A week later: on our first day in spain. which one should we take? 1PLSD !
again, i'm not a big fan of acid in unfamilliar settings, let alone a foreign country on my first night in a city i've never been in. i like my comfort and familiar amenities lol great news folks we have a small travel collection of sex ustensils that we can pack like the whip, candles and binds.
T+4 and i'm starting in familiar territory with candles, but wait these candles are way hotter than my usual white wax candles and they were bought in a specialized store. good thing she's way more extreme than your usual amateur, we put these away pretty quickly, grab the whip and go on her behind until it's a light shade of red. Now she gets on top of me, and it's quite an event because the only other time i ever saw her on top of me she was all "bothered" or possible "embarrassed" ended up giggling and moving on to something else. So when she got on top of me then i really encouraged it knowing how hard (and easy) it is for her to do so. Sex like this is what it looks like all the time i'm cradling her but she's on top, everything is vanilla (including the acid) but at climax our bodies and minds literally fused at the cheek. Sex on acid is the wierdest thing, i had done it before but this one here was the most profound fusion thing ever. Not terribly comfortable at times but man we still talk about "fusing" and that one time in "Spain". Like our heads and bodies were fused , i could feel the skin between our faces like "conjoined twins". She says that's when we got married and it was the biggest orgasm of her life, i'm not all there like that : sex on acid is wierd as fuck.
I guess the point of the story is that for us, psychedelic drugs really helped us overcome addiction as well as help us discover some really embarrassing things about ourselves , which in the end we enjoy in responsible ways with eachother. Some people like to listen to infected mushroom and dance on acid others prefer shakira and bdsm. in the end the moral of the story is that the universe is ultimately immoral we're all just feeling our way through, just try not to hurt folks (unless it's out of love) and you'll be alright.
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The OutrageousJosh Creepypasta Recobbled: Part 2/2: The Lost Chapter

                                                             Chapter 3: The Crack In Reality
     The lost chapter is here. Does a mysterious illness really think it can stop me? This time, it’s personal. Not even the strings of fate can stop me from ending this story. - Joey
 
     The four that survived their interplanar adventure picked themselves up slowly.
 
     Mike shouted, “we need a plan to save Sicky!”
 
     “Gentlemen,” Burke’s head popped up. “Does it feel like the ground is moving?”
 
     “Yeah it kinda-” Goofy couldn’t finish.
 
     “FREEZE! THIS IS THE ESU! HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM!” shouted the agent.
 
     The four immediately threw their hands in the air as armed men piled into the room.
 
     “Agent Catcher, European Science Union. What the hell did you four do?”
 
     “We used my invention to travel to The Sombrero Galaxy.”
 
     “Then you admit it? Chief Justice Rockfire, read the charges listed against them!”
 
     “Yes sir! 10 total counts of illegal space travel, 25 total counts of illegal interactions with an extraterrestrial, 500 total counts of trespassing, and 38,763,345,845 total counts of endangerment.”
 
     “And how do they plead?”
 
     “They plead guilty sir! Professor Burke just admitted.”
 
     Confused, Ruh sighs, “look we have no idea what’s even going on here.”
 
     “Agents, take them outside.”
 
     The four saw a burning European countryside. Smoke was in the air, the sky was red, and spaceships could be seen. Prototype aircraft flew in a futile attempt to defend the Earth. Old Man Nibor’s shack could be seen from the moon, which was apparent in this blood red sky.
 
     “You five changed the fabric of reality, which is your final count. 5 total counts of intentional fabric tampering. That is a super grand high level felony. Where is your fifth?”
 
     Mike began to cry and collapsed on the ground. “Sickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.”
 
     “Oh. Well with your guilty plea, it is time to read off the punishments.”
 
     Goofy, in shock, exclaimed, “wait what?”
 
     “Oh not you Goofy. You’re rich and a genius. By law we can’t prosecute you. Mike is also a priest, and according to the Geneva Convention and Treaty of Versailles we cannot prosecute him. Burke, as part of our union you have been recalled to London HQ for reprimand.”
 
     “And what about me?” Asked Ruh.
 
     “Oh you’re not immune. You’ve been sentenced to 5,631 consecutive life sentences in our most maximum security prison in Germany.”
 
 
 
     Ten more years had passed. The war with the new Dark Lord and whatever aliens he coerced into conflict still raged. Our heroes were now in separate corners of the Earth, nay, the Universe.
 
          Burke had returned to the Germany branch of the ESU. He sat at the canteen drinking a weak beer while somewhat listening to the television.
 
     “It has been seven years since terrorists freed a dangerous criminal from a maximum security prison and disappeared. How could they vanish into thin air? Live on the scene-”
 
     “Bartender, got any bread?” Burke asked.
 
     “This is a bar, professor, not rations storage. Getting tired of canned food?”
 
     “I mean who wouldn’t?”
 
     “Then maybe you shouldn’t have gotten us into this mess. Enjoy your BEANS, professor.”
 
     Burke returned to drinking his terrible, watered down beer and listened to the television once again.
 
     “The Pope spoke today regarding American genius Goofy’s new technology being utilized in China. He hopes tensions may be resolved and the ESU-”
 
     Burke finished the beer and was left with the jagged metal can that served as a glass.
 
     “Bartender?”
 
     “You’ve used up your monthly beer ration. Get out of here.”
 
     Burke listened to the television again.
 
     “To quote the American genius Goofy: ‘Get away from the wall.’”
 
     “Wait, what is going on?”
 
     “Oh that genius Goofy? Phaw! Thinks he’s better than us. Has a contract with China.”
 
     “No, after that.”
 
     “He’s quoted telling his friend to get away from a wall or something. I don’t know what these-”
 
     Burke jumped away from the wall and could hear a shout.
 
     “WHAT’S UP JAK AND DAXTER FANS!”
 
     The wall burst open from the rocket fired against it. Goofy, Ruh, and two unknown gentlemen stood on a hovercraft.
 
     “Get on, professor!” Goofy shouted.
 
     “Why should I let him?” The bartender asked as he waved around the machinegun he was now holding.
 
     “What is your name, sir?” Goofy asked.
 
     “Nate.”
 
     “Do you want to be a hero, Nate? Do you want others to know your name and what you did? You can be solely credited with saving the Earth. Put the gun down please.”
 
     Nate obliged and the hovercraft sped away with Burke onboard. They flew into a nearby superjet, which took off for the moon.
 
     “How’s the war, gentlemen? I haven’t seen the sky in ten years. I feel like I was more prisoner than Ruh here.”
 
     “You were,” responded the man himself, “but at least I didn’t lose a ton of money in an investment.”
 
     Goofy took a drag off a cigar. “That motherfricker OutrageousJosh. We drove him from the moon so I could set up a moonbase but he killed everyone on my damn Mars colony, which in turn prevented people on my Pluto colony from getting their food supplies. I mean in theory they’re self sustaining, but we haven’t heard from them in six years.”
 
     “I know the American general look is enticing Goofy, but that stuff is bad for your health.” Burke responded.
 
     “I know. I’m trying to quit. Professor, we heard your research combined with my tech is going to save all our asses.”
 
     “That is true but we need Mike before we can save Sicky and destroy Josh.”
 
     “We’re working on a way to get him here legally,” Ruh said while motioning towards himself. “Since we’ve already broken the law a few times.”
 
     “Yes, I was going to ask who these two men are.”
 
     One of the men nodded. “They call me The Boomer and this is my associate Lucas.”
 
     The second man nodded as well.
 
     Ruh downed a shot of whiskey. “And I have a hell of a story to tell you, Professor.”
 
 
 
     “Seven years ago I was three years into my 5,631 consecutive life sentences. It was pretty boring. Wake up, piss on the stone floor, not look at sunlight, and use a plastic spoon to carve out a tunnel behind the broken toilet. They’d bring me food and drink every three days, and one day I needed a first aid kit to suture my wounds. They threw one in the cell for me, which I used to create a telegraph machine I could hardwire into the old phone lines. For my first year prison anniversary someone sent me a cake. Kinda nice compared to the food we have now and not made with shit like prison food. Inside it gave me instructions on what to do.
 
     “A local freedom fighter cell led by a man known only as ‘The Boomer’ contacted me. He got that name due to his frequent use of explosives. He had a plan, and using Morse Code, we communicated a strategy.
 
     “Then that day came. The three year anniversary. Inside my cake was a device that could easily go undetected through an explosives or metal detector. I climbed into the toilet tunnel and crawled through the old phone maintenance tunnels. I surfaced in an old mine shaft from centuries ago and into yet another tunnel I made with a nearby discarded pickaxe. Then into the sewers. However, someone knew of my plan. In this timeframe, OutrageousJosh had ascended. And in this awakening he gained a fantastic power.”
 
     Hello there, Ruh.
 
     “Josh beamed into my mind.”
 
     I have been waiting for the opportunity to kill you, as even I could not get into that prison without dying.
 
     “I ran as fast as I could and he floated after me in pursuit. I ducked into an alcove as instructed.”
 
     I saw where you hid, Ruh. Any last words?
 
     “I refrained from being snarky. He couldn’t hear it but with all the time in the quiet, my ears were trained. A jet ski was zooming down the sewage river. I jumped on and Josh phased out of existence as Lucas attempted to mow him down. Josh tried to chase us but Boomer brought the sewer down on his head.
 
     “Boomer took us to his resistance HQ where I met a familiar face.”
 
     “It’s been way too long,” Goofy said.
 
     “It’s been three years in a world we didn’t even recognize three years ago. You’re going to have to catch me up here.”
 
     “Rest up, Ruh. There will be time to talk later.”
 
 
 
     Our heroes walked throughout the moonbase to a break room.
 
     “There was more, but it’s not relevant to how I escaped. And here we are now,” Ruh finished.
 
     “That was quite a story,” Burke responded.
 
     “Yo look who I found,” said Goofy as he walked in with Mike, who was wearing a magnificent robe.
 
     “I can’t believe you guys cited a law from 1642 that stated you could get the Pope to join your resistance. This truly is a magnificent effort.”
 
     “Mike? You’re the Pope now?” Burke asked.
 
     “Yeah let me tell you about it.”
 
 
 
     “Since I was a priest they legally could not prosecute me thanks to the Geneva Convention. But since the world went to shit I couldn’t get back to the US. So I went to the Vatican.
 
     “It was rather strange. As soon as I appeared they just started bowing before me. Then OutrageousJosh appeared. He wasn’t at his extreme power like he is now, but he wanted to kill everyone. Using a power I had no idea I had, I defended the Pope, who resigned. Then they all voted me in instantly. Like, no smoke needed to be blown. That was probably due to the fires outside… But anyways, it turns out I learned magic in The Sauce Realm!”
 
     “So you’re Magic Mike?” Ruh smirked.
 
     Hands up, Goofy walked out of the room sighing, “send him back to prison. We don’t want him.”
 
 
 
     “Anyway, I was able to hone my magic powers and defend Italy, France, The Vatican, and Greece from OutrageousJosh. It’s like a paradise there, just as good as the work Goofy did in China. Then I just waited for this day. I already had the acting Pope picked out. I told him he’d excel at this role and I left with Goofy.”
 
 
 
     “Where is Goofy?” Burke asked.
 
     “He’s in the briefing room. They’re getting the hangar ready for us to leave. Our final mission,” Ruh said. “I think Mike has something important to say? Like one of his communications told us about it and I don’t understand this magic mumbo jumbo.”
 
     “Ok so, first off spoilers for the Harry Potter series. Like, if you don’t want to be spoiled either turn your ears off, mute, walk out of the room, or skip, like, to the next paragraph or something. There I warned you. Ok so you know how if you said Voldemort’s name he could tell where you were and send Death Eaters after you? Well it turns out if you say the word that begins with F and rhymes with ‘tuck’, OutrageousJosh can find you. There is one exception though.”
 
     “Me,” Ruh said. “I can say fuck all I want. You all have to say ‘frick’ because you didn’t drink enough McDonald’s Sprite.”  
     “What?” Burke asked. “I have no idea what any of this even… What?”
 
     Sounding crazier by the second, Ruh continued. “So you can ask Goofy about the specifics, Professor. I don’t know this science BS. What I do know is: it has something to do with the crack OutrageousJosh put in McDonald’s Sprite. I absorbed so much that Goofy’s scientists put me into some kind of gene therapy and I think I’m a mutant now. Like I think it’s safe to say I am not a human at this point.”
 
     Burke was astounded and looked around the room. Everyone had left at this point. He could see why.
 
     “Hey wanna fuck?”
 
     Burke exited the room.
 
 
 
     Our heroes gathered in the briefing room. “Gentlemen,” Goofy began. “This is our Plan Trademarked. Behold: Mars.”
 
     The holographic table projected the red planet.
 
     “I have a colony here. Had one that is. OutrageousJosh murdered everyone. However! Look here:”  
     The table zoomed in on a space elevator.
 
     “We fly to this space elevator, use it to enter the maintenance tunnels, travel through said tunnel to Andy Gavin’s House, enter the teleportation chamber, and teleport to this planet here.”
 
     “We’re going to The Cigar Galaxy?” Asked Burke. “Missed opportunity. Should have had TriFecto appear there, Joey. Wait what am I saying?”
 
     “That is Sickynar,” said Goofy. He is guiding us through writing. I do not know where he is currently, but the point is: he’s with us. This planet is the only one we could determine that has a device capable of using the force that alters reality to the extent that we need.”
 
     “The Chimforce?” Asked Burke. “If you knew about it then you didn’t need my research.”
 
     “No, Professor. We needed you.”
 
     After that heartfelt moment, our heroes suited up and prepared for the final assault, as these next moments would not be heartfelt.
 
 
 
     The ship docked with the space elevator. Goofy, Ruh, Mike, Burke, Boomer, and Lucas descended into the tunnels. The elevator creaked and moaned. It moved slowly, as if even it was dreading these final moments. It hissed and sparks flew. A whisper could be heard. Friiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick.
 
     “Look alive boys,” said Boomer as he prepared his machine gun rocket launcher combo. Lucas readied an AK. Burke was given a new laser shotgun. Mike had The Pope’s Codex. Ruh had his mutant powers. Lastly, Goofy had a robot he could control with his mind, which coincidentally, was a robot suit armed with lasers built from his riot shield. The door opened.
 
     Air rushed in. It was a cool wind fueled with dread.
 
     Gentlemeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen. I. Am. Ready.
 
     The six ran into the tunnels. Boulders, crates, and metal sheets were pulled from the ground and hurled towards them. The men dodged them all and ran into a large room where they saw OutrageousJosh menacing in the center.
 
     Michellllllllllllllllllllllllllllangeloooooooooooooooooo. Do you know of… Necromancy?
 
     OutrageousJosh waved his right hand as zombies began to burst out of the ground, ready to maim.
 
     “A most unholy form of magic indeed,” Mike responded as he hurled spears of light around the room. The rest mowed down the zombies. Josh laughed and phased out of existence. The six continued into a hallway.  
     One of Goofy’s greatest accomplishments was tapping into the underground oceans of Mars. Child’s play for an ascendant such as myself.
 
     The door behind them locked shut and sealed. “Run,” urged Goofy. Ruh did that ten seconds ago as he could hear what was coming. The others barely escaped the wall bursting open from salty Martian sea water.
 
     The five made it into the next room that Ruh sealed.
 
     “Gotta love these mutant powers making me quick.”
 
     It’s time to make a new splllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittt.
 
     Zombies began to rise at an alarming pace. Burke, Goofy, Lucas, and Boomer mowed them down but to no avail. Boomer motioned for Mike, Ruh, Goofy, and Burke to move. “It has been an honor, friends.” The four ran.
 
     Boomer brought the tunnel down behind them, leaving himself and Lucas behind. The last thing that could be heard was the shout, “WHAT’S UP JAK AND DAXTER FANS? BOOMER HERE!”
 
     The four made it into a large room with a ladder. They stopped for a moment to breathe.
 
     “What is this ‘Jak and Daxter’?” Burke asked. “That’s the second time I heard about it.”
 
     “We’re under Andy Gavin’s house now,” Goofy said. “You’ll find the answers in there.”
 
     The four climbed the ladder and emerged in the throne room, which had a new layout. Josh’s throne was made of skulls bound together by molten copper, however he was nowhere to be seen. Two MASSIVE stuffed mammoths lined the sides of the throne. The room was lit blue and braziers were being tended to by mysterious hooded people. An alien creature of some sort was being sacrificed on an altar. The four were noticed but no one did anything.
 
     I can answer your question, Professor. Boomed OutrageousJosh’s voice, which seemed to echo in this room despite it being inside everyones’ heads. Are you aware of the concept of mind control? I discovered a way to utilize it, however humans are quite resilient. Other species would submit rather quickly. Humans on the other hand? I knew LSD wouldn’t work, so I tried crack and you see what happened to Ruh. Humans are powerful creatures, perhaps that is because we are related in some way. I can only imagine that is why Ruh has mutated into a distant relative of mine. Perhaps we are all related in some way.
 
     Don’t distract us, Josh. Ruh beamed back. Oh shit that worked?
 
     Impressive, Ruh. You mastered your powers fast. Crack truly is amazing. Jak and Daxter is a concept created by Andy Gavin. He used it to control people by making something truly outstanding. From there, it was down to the type of person. If you expected Jak 2 to be TPL 2 you would succumb. If you expected TLF to be Jak 4, you were brought to obedience. And if you expected a Jak 4? There never will be a Jak 4. That utter despair, the dread of waiting? That is how I created the zombies you encountered. Then there are those who LIKED TLF. I shake my head thinking about it. They already lost their minds before Andy and I could even do anything.
 
     And who are these cultists?
 
     They can be yours if you join me, Ruh. To be honest, I have no idea. Squatters is my guess. Can’t you just buy your own interdimensional creepy mansion?
 
     I know, right? The nerve of some people.
 
     Does this mean you’ll join me?
 
     I’ll think about it.
 
     “Wait Ruh, really?” asked Mike.
 
     “Eh probably not.”
 
     You do realize I can hear you even when you’re not using your mind? You just signed your death warrant.
 
     OutrageousJosh burst through the double doors behind our four heroes. He was MASSIVE. His bare chest was burly and he was holding a sledgehammer. He slammed it down to which Ruh dodged easily. Burke emptied some shotgun lasers into Josh’s chest.
 
     Hehe, that tickles.
 
     Goofy used his robot to hack into the mind of a cultist and unleash its true strength. As it attacked Josh the four ran away using Mike’s directions to find the teleportation chamber.
 
     “Quickly! Down this hall!” shouted the Pope.
 
     Suddenly a loud CRACK could be heard. The wall started to break open ahead of our heroes as OutrageousJosh wielded a machete.
 
     Ruh and Mike nodded to each other and combining their powers teleported the four past Josh and into the teleportation chamber. Mike created a holy barrier while Burke and Goofy set the coordinates.
 
     “Is this where I die?” Asked Mike.
 
     No. Wrote Sickynar, both in the creepypasta and on the wall next to Mike. I can hold off OutrageousJosh for a moment while you run for the portal. However be warned, even if you overload it like Burke plans, Josh can still find you. Get ready. Three, two, one-
 
     “NOW!” Shouted Ruh as the four leapt into the portal, which exploded behind them.
 
   
     All four were spit onto another alien landscape, this one a rocky blue and gray. It was a cold atmosphere and great cliffs rose ahead of them into which cities were carved. However, the most impressive feature was a statue of the most magnificent man with groomed facial hair, flowing robes, and the most exquisite looking breastplate. He was T posing. This statue was built to take into account the glowing red sun behind it, illuminating the man.
 
     “We need to find the Chimforce machine,” said Mike. “If any of you have a lead that would be swell. I can’t seem to detect it for some reason.”
 
     The staff the statue was holding shined a red light on the staircase ahead of them.
 
     “I think it’s this way,” said Ruh, who started off.
 
     The four walked over the gray pockmarked surface onto the carved stone steps. It led to a building carved into the cliff. Great pillars lined the entrance. Two massive stone doors were already open. Inside was an impressive throne room. More pillars were carved from the stone as were exquisite bas reliefs and murals. A tapestry depicting great wars loomed behind the throne, where a man that looked similar to the statue sat. He wore flowing red robes and had a well groomed beard.
 
     “My people have fought for millennia against Andy Gavin. 1, 2, 3, X, that last one should have been 10 but it was only the fourth millennia we had fought. It went on longer and longer. Not many of my kind remain, but those who do light the shrines and temples that will guide you to your goal, for you are the chosen ones.”
 
     “What is your name?” Asked Mike.
 
     “My name is Kuitar, however, when my people read these texts, I wish for them to smile once again. Refer to me as Emperor SexyBeard. May you achieve a personal best.”
 
     “This will be a Universe Record,” said Goofy.
 
     The four ran out a door SexyBeard motioned to and over bridge after bridge. A canyon extended far below them, dropping deeper and deeper. They passed various shrines and temples, however they stopped on one bridge as it shook.
 
     “Don’t fall guys!” shouted Mike.
 
     Burke responded, “Get your footing!”
 
     Would you care to join us? Asked Ruh.
 
     OutrageousJosh ascended upwards, sitting on a floating chair made of gold and elk hide. That was an adventure, boys. This bridge is more resilient than I thought. I was hoping I could bring it, and you, down into the lava below.
 
     This will be the final battle, my father.
 
     So you figured it out, Ruh?
 
     Yes, I listened to one of Professor Burke’s lectures for once combined with Goofy’s molecular analysis of crack. I know it is made from your blood. It is your DNA. And by mutating me that makes me your child in some way.
 
     I am proud of you, my son, and I am even prouder that you’ll be the first one I kill.
 
     Using his powers, Josh pushed Ruh off the bridge. However, he caught on.
 
     Mike, can you give me a ninth level Adstringo? Asked Ruh.
 
     “That’s not how this works but sure! Why?
 
     Goofy, you are an American general.
 
     “Fuck yeah I am.”
 
     That word enraged Josh. He suddenly jumped towards Goofy, who shot out of his robot suit, which grasped Josh. Ruh used his power to jump on the suit and Mike cast a binding spell holding them together. Ruh plunged Josh, and himself, into the volcanic canyon below.
 
     I’m going to miss you guys, but remember, this is the power of crack and McDonald’s Sprite.
 
     And with those final words Ruh, and OutrageousJosh, had died. This would be the last time Josh would give in to his base instincts and murder someone for swearing.
 
     “It’s… over?” Asked Mike.
 
     The remaining three’s heads suddenly shot up as a large alien flagship fell out of the sky.
 
     “Josh’s mind control was broken,” said Burke. “It really is.”
 
     More ships began to fall.
 
     Goofy shook his head. “We still have a reality to rewrite.”
 
     The other two nodded and they entered the Great Chamber of the Chimforce. Pictures carved into the walls depicted the alien race that dwelled here before Emperor SexyBeard’s people. The people that lived here were a truly outstanding type of alien that could build a machine of this magnitude.
 
     The three rested, for they finally could. Burke and Goofy looked at the carvings and attempted to translate the language, but despite the rest, Mike was uneasy.
 
     “What is going to happen now?” He asked.
 
     “Burke and I are going to operate this machine. You need to enter and give this story a happy ending. It’s what Sicky wants.”
 
     Mike nodded. The other two began to power the machine. Mike closed his eyes, exhaled a deep breath, and stepped inside.
 
 
 
     When Mike opened his eyes he was within a hallway of floating blue energy. Space surrounded him, with shining stars burning brighter as OutrageousJosh’s intergalactic army started to implode. He began to walk a bit, taking in his surroundings. The floor was blue energy and the walls became railings as he walked up a spiraling ramp. A spirit appeared before him.
 
     “I am not here to say I am better than you, that is not the point. Mike, you have proved yourself better than OutrageousJosh, which is all I ever wanted to do. Congratulations.” Old Man Nibor bowed.
 
     Mike bowed back and continued walking. The walkway became a drawbridge and a citadel of light could be seen before him. Standing on the bridge was a ghost who was smoking.
 
     “Mike, I’m glad you avenged my death,” said Bobby. “However death isn’t entirely terrible. I am finally free of that mask. Thank you.”
 
     For the first time Mike saw Bobby’s face. He looked like a stern warrior, but he smiled a smile of relief. Mike nodded back and wished he could have seen this man in his heyday. He continued into the citadel, passing the opened half crescent doors.
 
     “Hello, Michelangelo! Got any food? Maybe some liver?” Asked the ghost of Andy Gavin.
 
     “Why are you here?”
 
     “Ah philosophy. Never really been a strong suit of mine. I could get into the science of why we’re all here but remember, I am ancient. You saw the technology I had. You’re just the Pope, which, big congrats! It’s not every day ol’ Andy Gavin could say he met the Pope!”
 
     Mike walked past him and smiled upon seeing a familiar face.
 
     “Ya did it!” said Ruh who was playing chess with OutrageousJosh.
 
     Mike turned his head and jumped, ready to cast a spell.
 
     “I am actually dead this time, Mike,” said Josh. “I truly have been defeated. I knew from the day I saw you climb that wall that you would rise.”
 
     Josh chuckled to which Ruh started laughing. “With a joke like that we really are related!” He said as he took a swig from a golden chalice. “They have McDonald’s Sprite here, Mike! Leave it to Joey to create the most amazing, whatever this is. There is a chicken nugget buffet. A BUFFET, Mike! All the nugs you could eat! Tendies too!”
 
     “You never did finish your story earlier. What was the item that was smuggled into the prison past the metal and explosives detectors?”
 
     “It was crack, Mike. Simply crack.”
 
     “Of course it was,” Mike chuckled. “Is Joey around here?”
 
     Ruh motioned further in the room. “He’s that way. Good game, man. It was great seeing you.”
 
     “You too,” Mike said as they shook hands, or tried to as Ruh was a ghost. Josh nodded as Mike walked between rows of ornate pillars. He stopped before a magnificent golden throne, which a well dressed man stood beside.
 
     “Mike, it is a pleasure to finally meet you,” Joey said. “I mean it was a pleasure meeting Ruh too, the operative word being ‘was’. He really can go through a lot of McDonald’s Sprite and chicken.”
 
     “Is Sicky here?”
 
     Joey frowned. “Sicky did not die, however, you can talk to him soon.”
 
     “Very well. How do I end this?”
 
     “Sit upon the throne, Mike. I can help guide your mind to rewrite the universe as I’ve been doing this for some time, but lack a physical body to do so myself. I can patch you into Sickynar as well. He has been doing this for 10 years now, so he has the power to help guide you as well.”
 
     Mike plopped onto the throne and closed his eyes, breathing. In the darkness he could see Sicky in front of him.
 
     “Mike! Oh my god!” exclaimed Sicky. “We actually won! My plan worked! This is the final stage. Are you prepared?”
 
     “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.”
 
     “Good,” said Joey as he phased into the darkness to the right. “Clear your mind Mike. Erase the death and suffering. Make the torture no more. Free the people and minds and spirits. Create a spirit of friendship and camaraderie.”
 
 
 
 
 
     It was a day like any other at twitch.tv/outrageousjosh. Josh was his typical outrageous self and the chat loved him as they memed along. Josh was reaching the end of Madman Joey’s trilogy of creepypasta about him. He would stop to wonder, did any of this actually happen? The universe had been rewritten for the better. Andy Gavin was good, Jak existed, Joey was alive, and everyone was friends. But could there be a chance that this all happened, and only Joey has a memory of the friends he knew elsewhere? Perhaps no one will know.
 
 
 
                                                            END OF THE MIKEGAMEPOPE SAGA                                           (Because why would I miss the opportunity to use that pun?)
 
 
 
 
 
 
     Why are you still here? Why are you reading this? You can all go now. There’s no final joke or stinger written here. Go. Get out. Open a window and get some fresh air. I’d say go outside but only do that if it won’t kill you. Oh and if you’re in California I guess just dream of fresh air. Thanks for reading. You all are amazing. There is nothing else here. Really. Truly. I swear. Absolutely.
 
 
 
     Ok fine, you caught me. Did you know there was an OutrageousJosh story before this known as The Outrag Accords? Josh read it and apparently I killed him for thirty seconds at one point. There were supposed to be three parts, but I only finished one part totally. Well what if I told you that I’ll post it next week as a bonus story? What if I also told you that in order to hone my mind, motor skills, and writing, I’ve also been writing more Jak Discord stories? I’ve edited this to be less of a creepypasta and more of a novel. I guess we’re finally getting that Jak Discord novel that no one has ever asked for. I have to say, two of the ones I finished already are hilarious. This is like amateur stand up comedy in comparison. I mean, you can all stop me if you don’t want to see them, but keep in mind that I will always be the Mark Twain of speedrunner based fanfic crack fics.
 
                                                                            Peace and love.
                                                                                   Joey
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