Here's a mild trip report using 30 mg of pure elemicin. This test was done to see if elemicin benefits from using an enteric coated capsule. This is SWIM's test:
Quote:T+0:00, a dose of 30 mg of pure elemicin oil (diluted in oil) was taken on a full stomach with a little water. The capsule used was coated with enteric coating made from food grade edible shellac. This prevents the capsule from dissolving in the stomach acids.
T+1:00, effects are just starting.
T+1:30, this is one of the most mescaline like effects that have ever been experienced with elemicin. Clearly elemicin benefits greatly by using an enteric coated capsule.
T+2:00, lots of euphoria, mild psychedelic effects, mild visuals, feeling fantastic.
T+3:00, it's starting to fade.
T+7:00, the effects are still present. Took 6 drops of clove leaf oil in milk.
T+7:15, the effects of the clove leaf oil are kicking in pretty strong. Visuals are increased. There's a slight drunken feeling present. Not too much.
T+7:20, the effects of the clove leaf oil seemed to have peaked. I think 6 drops is a little heavy. Next time 3 drops will be used.
The elemicin seems to have benefited from using an enteric coated capsule. SWIM says this elemicin trip was more like mescaline than any other previous trip. It didn't have the tingling stage, and it didn't have the stimulant stage. The effects were cleaner, more like a true psychedelic.
I believe that the stomach acids are altering elemicin. Possibly decomposing it into another compound with tingling stimulant effects which are not psychedelic. In all previous tests when SWIM used elemicin in a capsule on a full stomach he got strong tingling, stimulant effects, and almost no psychedelic effects. This was the complete opposite.
More tests will be performed later to confirm this.
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