highdro69

I really wasn't sure where I should put this, so if this is an inappropriate spot, I apologize.

Last night I rolled for the first time. It was not the first time I had taken ecstasy, but the first I had taken sufficient quantity in the right setting to actually roll.

I was at my friends house. We usually game together and get messed up together and have class discussions, but we've known each other for at least the past 8 years, back to about 7th-8th grade, and he's one of my closest friends. His friend, whom I'm becoming decent friends with (long before the E-induced love of the world) was hanging out, and he wanted to party. He had a nice sack of E for all to share. At first, I thought it was coke and smacked my closest friend in the head for fucking around with that shit, and started putting on my shoes to leave. They (my 2 friends and my good friend's gf) then started talking about rolling. Oh, it's ecstasy. Well, aren't I a dick? I watched with curiosity as they as they broke down their lines. My friend's gf did the first one. The only one for probably at least 35 minutes, as my friend and I were deeply involved in his DotA game. I truly had no desire to experience a powerful psychodelic, not for fear of a high, but simply because my friend has a dick of a roommate who just gives me a bad vibe, even when I'm stone sober. So the friend's gf had done her line and it burned. She said it felt like the inside of her face was burning off. And she does this regularly? Enjoys it and welcomes it every time? Well from the very instant she was huddled over describing the pain, I sure as SHIT didn't want that stuff up my nose. I had done plenty of coke in my early college years and didn't really even enjoy that. I couldn't imagine what that pain was like. Isn't pain our bodies way of telling us something is wrong?
Well my friend's DotA game was concluded. He then proceeded to do his line. The other friend involved had apparently done his line(s) before my arrival. That's cool, cool people are always cool people, regardless of their intoxication. So I'm chillin.
I'm sipping my coffee and Sailor Jerry (it's good, don't hate), and I'm asking all three of them about it. Apparently it's supposed to burn. It always does. It goes away once your membranes go numb. Ya know, just talking about the drug because they are experienced E-users (little ravers in high school evolved into young adults who enjoy the drug with a small group of good friends recreationally), and I am clearly interested. Serendipitously, dick head roommate resigned to his room with what was honestly one of the most annoying girls I had EVER encountered. The sanctuary door had closed. This was a safe zone.

I wanted to try it.

But there was no way I was putting it up my nose. I'm done putting drugs up nose. I just don't like it. But, like anyone who's ever been experienced with pills, there are other ways. Parachuting. So my friend breaks me down a small line, plops it in a small piece of toilet paper, and down the hatch it went. Waited for a half hour, was really only feeling something tantamount to a strong dose of amphetamine. I told them this. They prepared me a second dose. Down the hatch. 15-20 minutes pass, and the fun begins.

The first thing I noticed once I knew the 2nd dose had done whatever it was supposed to do was the accelerated amphetamine high that I had come to know as an adderall high (when abused for the purpose of getting high). Then almost instantaneously after I noticed that, the sweat came. I actually noticed the INSTANT and PROFUSE sweating before I noticed the incredible rush. I simply had to take my shirt off. I knew I looked like a noob to these guys, but they were my peoples, this was a safe zone, there were no taboos here. Maybe what I would estimate to be 2-3minutes (though in all honesty, my calculations of time on this drug had completely broken down, so it could have been up to 15minutes ) of me sitting on the couch breathing heavily and sweating like I had just ran 12 miles. I will not lie, I did feel panic start to approach. But, the second I could identify what that emotion was (panic), I realized I had no reason for it. This man's house is one of my sanctuaries, and he is keeping watch over me on my first roll.
A wave of relief combined with, well, ecstasy, swept over me. I was so happy, so energized, so wanting to talk to everyone about everything. Human interaction on the personal level was so amazing. It felt so good to have a good conversation. I had always had this impression of when you're rolling you want to rub up against things, get a back rub, dance, all the things people had told me over the years. Yet, I was so perfectly content rubbing my palms together. I remember realizing that, finding it among one of the many things I did not expect, and dismissed it just as quickly. I had no time to dwell on a single thought at this point. A singular thought was a waste of this energy and insight the universe had channeled through me. We listen to some music; tried some different styles, some house, some funky stuff, but ended the "you-tube music expedition" when my three tour guides looked at each other, then back at my close friend, and demanded he blow us up.
At this point I had come to understand the high, and as such could further enjoy it, but had assumed I had "blown up" during my initial come up I talked about earlier. Not so. My friend cracked some glow sticks and proceeded to make pretty colors dance on the ceiling via some sort of long-since acquired raving/up-blowing skills, while the other three of us lay on the floor. Then I blew up. It was like a reiteration of the initial recognition of this "ecstasy" feeling from my come up without the super-sweats or the panic, but now I was better equipped to deal with it. The way the glow sticks would just meld together, while I could feel my body nearly float up and down with the beat while my friend raved away overhead. I couldn't see the other two friends in my peripheral, whether it be because of tunnel vision induced by the drug, or my mezmerization with these two amazing green glowing bars spinning in my face(also clearly drug induced), but I was awash with, well, ecstasy. Pure, liquid, TANGIBLE happiness. I know, and those of you who have done E know, that I'm truly not putting to words what the feeling is like. But, from my brief encounter with it, I'm not entirely sure there are words to properly describe it.
We jammed about, CHAAAIIIIIINNNN smoked cigarettes, and had a really good time. I would have also expected a HORRIBLE come down, as I had heard it's one of the worst drugs to come down from, but here it is about 4-6 hours after the drug has essentially wore off, and I would honestly compare it to the come down from a light dose of amphetamine. I think the major factor in my relatively light come down is that the E was very pure. It was in powder form, which I had never seen (hence why I thought it was cocaine at first hehe), and apparently a little half gram was enough to blow up something like 8 people.

I had taken the pills twice before, but did not roll, as I had to end up baby sitting a girl that simply should not have taken it. Bad setting.
What was your guys' first time rolling like? Was it as important as it was for me to be in a good setting with a good mindset?

__________________
"It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society."

icevrething

hydro69, Thank you for reporting your experience. I definately know the energy and happiness that you were feeling. Here's my 1st and only experience with pure MDMA. This past summer, I took it with one of my best friends on a full stomach (subway foot long) and seriously thought it was bunk(didnt kick in for 2 hours) until i was playing music through my nice system and started feeling GOOd. I remember proclaiming, "Yes! YEs!" to myself, and immediately called up my friend, who was simultaneously starting to feel it. He drove over with his 2006 Suzuki, all tinted out with subs, and we went cruisin'. Life was perfect, as we stopped at the midtown park(big and wide open) and enjoyed watching people and listening to music. After picking up some Black and Milds(perfect mix with E), we proceeded over to my other best friends home. This house, called the spirit of peace house, is full of happy hippies that grow their own vegetables, ride bikes downtown, and serve food to the less fortunate. When we get there, I'm struttin' my stuff, amber oakleys covering my eyes. Someone comments, "You look like Tom Cruise." I certainly felt like Tom Cruise, after THIS happened:
My friend's roomate, a massage therapist, takes me into the cool, breezy room away from the sun, has my lie on a certified massage bench with a head support and everything, and goes to town. Nothing has ever come close to how good that felt. I remember the song "Good Times" by Crystal Castles was playing, which just took me to another plane of happiness. Before I knew it, there were 5 people simultaneously massaging me. I had never felt more loved. When the crowd cleared, she had me sit up, gave me a kiss, and I slowly tilted my head back from hers with my mouth and eyes half open, gazing directly into her eyes and seeing her warm smile. Thats how good it felt. From there she took me into a shower and massaged me further. I highly recommend taking showers on E. After getting out of the shower, I felt reborn, refreshed, and reinvigorated. I then enjoyed wonderful conversation and admitted to myself that this experience was the best I've ever had.

__________________

Zeraph

Wow, thanks for the reports. Makes me want to try it Alas, no friends that are into this sort of thing in Phoenix.

Xerxys

OK, I am getting some soon.... everyone, get ready to stab your eyes out 6 months from now when you see a skinny guy on intervention!!

Daniel_

Note of caution: MDMA (that is, E) causes you to run low on serotonin(5HT). This causes a crash 3 to 5 days later or epic proportions.

Most habitual users I know take E on Friday/Saturday and an SSRI (such as Fluoxitine a.k.a. Prozac) on Wednesday/Thursday - it doesn't solve the problem, but it makes the painful comedown less.

Taking the word of a first time user as to how great E is has the risk that you understate the pain to come.

I'm not saying you shouldn't try it, but you need to do more research and fully understand the risks.

__________________

╔═════════════════════════════════════════╗
Overhead, the Albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves,
In labyrinths of Coral Caves,
The Echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand;
And everthing is Green and Submarine
╚═════════════════════════════════════════╝

Willravel

Actually, MDMA destroys neurons that make serotonin.

highdro69

After some research and discussion with my tour guides, I now know why I had such a great experience with no crash whatsoever; It was not MDMA I had taken, but it's much more benevolent cousin MDA. It's essentially the same, only more pure, as the amphetamine in MDA is not a METHamphetamine as it is in MDMA. Methamphetamine dialates your veins to an extreme, causing that super worn down feeling, as well as a host of other cell destruction, as WillRavel pointed out. So I got doubly lucky for my first experience.
If you want to try rolling, try your best to find MDA, not MDMA.

erowid.org has a very wide selection of resources on pretty much every drug if you would like to do some research (as I do before EVERY drug I try) before you give it a shot.

__________________
"It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society."

Daniel_

This proves my rule #1 for all drug consumption.

"If you don't know what it is, don't fracking take it".

__________________

╔═════════════════════════════════════════╗
Overhead, the Albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves,
In labyrinths of Coral Caves,
The Echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand;
And everthing is Green and Submarine
╚═════════════════════════════════════════╝

highdro69

Well my friend is a nurse with a specialization in pharmacology. I was in no danger of taking heroin under the auspices of E lol. I still knew it was E though, so I guess you kind of missed that point. Taking something you don't know what it is is just retarded.

__________________
"It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society."

Glory's Sun

I had plenty of experiences with E, and even combined with K on several occasions (this was the best roll for me), but I never had the E-tard effect after using it. I never parachuted it or rat holed it, I just took it in pill form. Triple stacks most of the time. The rolls always varied according to what type it was. I'll admit it was quite fun and the rolls were always different, but I have no desire to do it anymore. I had my fun.

I would say that the OP did it the right way in making sure that you were with a good set of friends for the first experience as that always helps. The thing about doing any drugs is to make sure you're first in a "safe" environment, and you have people who you can have a good time with and also people there who can take care of you if something should happen.

So yeah, if you're going to do it again, keep it safe and fun. Once the come-downs start to outweigh the good times it's time to quit. I quit long, long ago but the experiences I had are worth the fun.

ASU2003

E or MDA actually sounds like a drug where you can understand why people do it. They all seem to have a good time when they are on it.

Just don't drink too much water.

And here is the raver vid that this thread needs. (skip the first 10 seconds...)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=G3O3K4zdIBIYouTube - Pretty Rave Girls

bazkitcase5

ok wow, I'm dizzy now

Glory's Sun

ok, yeah.. Kandy Kids suck. (yes those girls are kandy kids) My group was never into all that stupid PLUR shit that alot of people on E seem to spread around. We were the drum heads and we just took the E+K and had a ball with the music. Fuck the lights, fuck the kandy bracelets, fuck the fuzzy gloves and glowsticks.. we hated that shit. I can't tell you how many times a kandy kid would walk into one of the drum head groups and start trying to spread plur and ended up on their ass. (of course we didn't hit the girls, but we ignored them)

Everyone is different.. I understand that and accept that, but some of the E culture is completely retarded..and for me that idiocy spreads to the trance/gabber/house/plur community.

For those who haven't tried it the best description I've ever heard is from the movie Human Traffic it goes like this:

One of my fav movies although it doesn't fit the E crowd that I was hanging with.