The Vibrations of Everything: A First Exploration of 2-CB

A Trip Report on my first experience on 2-CB

While on my mushroom hiatus I decided to experiment with something new. I’d read that this was Alexander Shulgin’s personal favorite & decided it was a must try! March 16,2025 I took the plunge. We created a nasal spray with 2-CB & saline and dosing therefore is imprecise. I expect I insufflated 12-15mg.

We’d read in some reports by others that ingestion through the nose feels like getting “skull fucked by Satan… for 20 minutes…” and frankly there’s no better description. Painful is only a fractional description. I grabbed my own head and shook it like a mad woman pleading with it to get out. Eyes watering. Nose running. A chemical drip now burning the back of my throat as well as my nose. I vomited 3 times and laid on the floor of my bathroom in between with my hands clasping my ears hoping it would end. But the worst part? The substance was beginning to work & I felt this extremely lovely body high and pleasant sensations that made me want to sigh … began to see tracers and light translucent patterns dancing before my eyes.. but then plucked away from them with bouts of pain and retching. “When will this end??” Would I ever do this to myself again? (Yes; it’s worth it, but at this point I wasn’t sure.)

Finally, Satan removed himself from my head and I felt only pleasurable sensations, stark and slightly overwhelming I went to lay down on our bed and requested that my husband play some music. He placed his phone playing music near my head and I shrieked, “no get it away from me! I can feel the 5G!” I could feel EVERYTHING. Vibrations emanating from every man, dog, and object. They gave me a feeling of motion sickness, everything tingled. Every pore; every vein. I was overstimulated and sweating and struggling to bring myself into homeostasis.

I closed my eyes for a few moments and closed eye visuals were of me floating and spinning into the centers of fractal patterns. These were lovely and calmed me. I opened my eyes again and began talking with my husband. Open eye visuals remained subtle at this dose; tracers and translucent fractal patterns and geometrics overlaying everything. The substance creates unreal body sensations. Like every single nerve is alive, tingling, ablaze.

I began giggling talking about how some people are actually just memes. Flat; one-note; one-dimensional. This admittedly was a coping insight used to help me feel better about a recent experience and disappointment in people, but one that resonated as true. Tis better to laugh than to let your heart break, dahling.

I began to play with my skin which I described as feeling like play-doh. I said I felt like a blob without any bones. My husband said I was a beautiful blob of energy. This made me giggle. I chose to keep my eyes open and keep things light given my frame of mind, but I think if I’d wanted to I could have allowed it to be quite introspective; could have floated through those fractals longer: explored some dissolution of self. But this wasn’t the day for that ride. This was a day for play-doh and giggling. A day for absurdity to deal with invasive negative influences.

Shulgin & his wife referred to this as an excellent sex drug, but I honestly couldn’t imagine trying on this particular trip until maybe I started to come down a bit. So I could not report on that from this trip, but every slight dose increase or decrease of this substance creates a very different experience.