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Ok, ok, I did a lot of LSD and mushrooms in the 1960s. Had some "transcendental" experiences. Some were VERY weird. Some could have been dangerous if I let my mind go down a screwy path. Bad trip.
Was making love with my wife at the time, and she seemed to turn into a skeleton. Startled me, but I thought, "I always liked skinny women...."
I sure learned to go with the flow!
One of the very big worries was about the purity of the LSD. Since it was very illegal, there was no quality control. Could you be getting "bad acid?" Could there be some bad chemical introduced by some nut who made it? Could you be getting a serious overdose? Sure. Now add those fears into the "heavy trip" that accompanied the experience. Should you go to a hospital or ride it out?
Metaphysics tells us that there is a subtle plane that intersects with our physical level -- the Astral. That this is the place where thoughts are real. There was some evidence by these "teachers" that LSD opened users up to this plane. People who are otherwise have their heads in a good place can go there in meditation without serious consequences. But meditation is a serious discipline and takes time, a guide and work.
LSD and other hallucinogens rip open that door with a sledge hammer (like someone posted earlier) and can easily cause bad trips.
There are possibly chemical changes also. We heard, in the 1960s, that you lost a number of brain cells each time you tripped.
I remember Richard Alpert, disciple of Timothy Leary, aka Ram Dass (Servant of God in Hindi) going to India to see a Guru. He gave some LSD to the guru (bringer of light, Hindi). The guru said, "Interesting. Not as good as meditation, but it did cure my headache!"
Alpert had one complaint about LSD -- that he could not stay high on it. He said that he learned meditation in India and could then stay in a mystical place as long as he liked.
Carlos Castaneda’s Don Juan used hallucinogens on Castaneda. He told Carlos in the later books that he only did this because Carlos was "stupid and dense," so this was how he got through to Castaneda. BUT that he, Don Juan, was ALWAYS there as his guide.
Back in the 1960s, I had a friend who made a batch of his own version of some kind of hallucinogen. He was a brilliant research chemist. It was an interesting short term high. One day I visited him and asked him how his research was going? He was fond of “doing some” and “improving” the formula.
He got very nervous and paranoid. Told me to never mention it again.
Months later he told me his story. He was tripping on this stuff when God appeared to him. God said, “JOE, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING HERE?” (God speaks in capital letter).
Joe said, “Just trying to make a few bucks and turn some people on/”
“BUT, JOE, WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS NOT RIGHT, IS IT?”
Joe (not a Godly guy wanted to argue) “It is not as bad as heroin or cocaine…..”
“NOT AS BAD DOES NOT MAKE IT RIGHT, JOE”
Joe, “Well, you being God and me being me, this argument is kind of pointless…”
“WELL, JOE, I DON’T LIKE IT AND HERE ARE MY TERMS: BURN THE FORMULA, DUMP THE STUFF AND IF IT EVER HITS THE LIGHT OF DAY AND YOU ARE IN ANY WAY CONNECTED WITH IT I WILL PARALYZE YOU FOR ETERNITY AND TAKE AWAY YOUR SOUL!”
HE gave Joe a short taste of what this would be like. I asked Joe how he knew this was God and he said that during the experience he was certain. Now even though he was not real sure, he was taking no chances that it MIGHT have been God.
In closing, let me stress that I would NEVER do these drugs again! Illegal and dangerous – all the reasons why I gave it up in the 1960s.
This world is a beautiful place in its own right. I don't need that crap.
And besides, God may not like it
I sort of joke here, but 40 years later, Joe is TOTALLY convinced and he still is not a Godly person!
Was making love with my wife at the time, and she seemed to turn into a skeleton. Startled me, but I thought, "I always liked skinny women...."
I sure learned to go with the flow!
One of the very big worries was about the purity of the LSD. Since it was very illegal, there was no quality control. Could you be getting "bad acid?" Could there be some bad chemical introduced by some nut who made it? Could you be getting a serious overdose? Sure. Now add those fears into the "heavy trip" that accompanied the experience. Should you go to a hospital or ride it out?
Metaphysics tells us that there is a subtle plane that intersects with our physical level -- the Astral. That this is the place where thoughts are real. There was some evidence by these "teachers" that LSD opened users up to this plane. People who are otherwise have their heads in a good place can go there in meditation without serious consequences. But meditation is a serious discipline and takes time, a guide and work.
LSD and other hallucinogens rip open that door with a sledge hammer (like someone posted earlier) and can easily cause bad trips.
There are possibly chemical changes also. We heard, in the 1960s, that you lost a number of brain cells each time you tripped.
I remember Richard Alpert, disciple of Timothy Leary, aka Ram Dass (Servant of God in Hindi) going to India to see a Guru. He gave some LSD to the guru (bringer of light, Hindi). The guru said, "Interesting. Not as good as meditation, but it did cure my headache!"
Alpert had one complaint about LSD -- that he could not stay high on it. He said that he learned meditation in India and could then stay in a mystical place as long as he liked.
Carlos Castaneda’s Don Juan used hallucinogens on Castaneda. He told Carlos in the later books that he only did this because Carlos was "stupid and dense," so this was how he got through to Castaneda. BUT that he, Don Juan, was ALWAYS there as his guide.
Back in the 1960s, I had a friend who made a batch of his own version of some kind of hallucinogen. He was a brilliant research chemist. It was an interesting short term high. One day I visited him and asked him how his research was going? He was fond of “doing some” and “improving” the formula.
He got very nervous and paranoid. Told me to never mention it again.
Months later he told me his story. He was tripping on this stuff when God appeared to him. God said, “JOE, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING HERE?” (God speaks in capital letter).
Joe said, “Just trying to make a few bucks and turn some people on/”
“BUT, JOE, WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS NOT RIGHT, IS IT?”
Joe (not a Godly guy wanted to argue) “It is not as bad as heroin or cocaine…..”
“NOT AS BAD DOES NOT MAKE IT RIGHT, JOE”
Joe, “Well, you being God and me being me, this argument is kind of pointless…”
“WELL, JOE, I DON’T LIKE IT AND HERE ARE MY TERMS: BURN THE FORMULA, DUMP THE STUFF AND IF IT EVER HITS THE LIGHT OF DAY AND YOU ARE IN ANY WAY CONNECTED WITH IT I WILL PARALYZE YOU FOR ETERNITY AND TAKE AWAY YOUR SOUL!”
HE gave Joe a short taste of what this would be like. I asked Joe how he knew this was God and he said that during the experience he was certain. Now even though he was not real sure, he was taking no chances that it MIGHT have been God.
In closing, let me stress that I would NEVER do these drugs again! Illegal and dangerous – all the reasons why I gave it up in the 1960s.
This world is a beautiful place in its own right. I don't need that crap.
And besides, God may not like it

