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And if you do, please don't kill the hotdog
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I LOVE IT! The LSD-scare movie we viewed in high school (a friend and I were tripping in honor of the occasion) showed a young woman who turned on a gas burner, saw a beautiful carnation instead of the flame and put her hand in it, with the obvious result.

Later in the film, a guy jumped out a window because he thought he could fly.

Although I'm straight-edge now, I tripped a LOT in high school and college (1974-83 for you archivists). Never ONCE stuck my hand into a gas flame or jumped out a window or put a baby in the freezer. I did, however, have to flee a grocery store because I started to laugh and couldn't stop.

My college roommate and I---both tripping--- were standing in the checkout line at Hornbacher's Grocery in Moorhead, MN and he picked up one of those little recipe magazines. We had recently become vegetarians and he said "Hey, this looks good; It's called Toofa Cheese Sinatra!" "It's called WHAT?" "Too-fa Cheese Sin-a-tra", he said very slowly, as if addressing the mentally challenged.

I grabbed the recipe booklet and looked for myself. The recipe was for Tofu Cheese Strata. We started laughing and could not stop for love nor money. We were literally crying and sweat was pouring off us. We finally had to abandon our cart and head for the exit.

Ah, to be young and silly, again.

Next story: Getting Kicked Out Of Canada.
 
Oh brother! What a crock of shit! Acid never did that to me, or anyone else I tripped with back in the days.
 
I am reminded of the time when I was piloting a car full of fellow revelers at slow speed in the downtown area one summer night.

"Mind the light" someone advised as we approached an intersection.

To me, it all looked like a Christmas display.

"Which light?" I slowly replied, driving even slower, much to the amusement of the passengers.

Somehow we got to our destination without mishap or getting pulled over. But I truly had no idea what that traffic light was. I'm not sure there even was one at that intersection. Never got into trouble or hurt while tripping, but I couldn't imagine doing it these days. Life is too strange as is.
 
Jerky You Tube

I'm finding that the playback of Youtube videos is very jerky, with the picture jerky and the sound cutting in and out.

I've played with the IE6 settings, as well as Macromedia Flash settings, but nothing seems to help. The PC is a pentium III clone, with 256 MB ram. Audio/video is built into motherboard.
 
Killing Hot Dogs on Market Street

Well, I killed plenty of hot dogs south of Market Street,
but I never wore the pink capri's!
If you want a real experience down load this video at least
twice, (I accidentally did it three times) It's much more realistic to hear the sound started at three different intervals.
Rich, if you start the down load and then pause and then unpause after the light gray bar is about 2/3rds complete
you won't get the skipping affect from playing faster than it's loading.
 
YouTube clips can be paused until they load completely. Playback then runs smooth and the clip can be repeated as many times as desired as long as the browser window isn't closed. I've opened multiple clips at once, left them paused (several hrs) to finish loading, then played them later. Works perfectly fine even on a lowly dial-up connection, one just needs some patience.
 
Sometimes Youtube is slow to feed the video to your computer. You do have to pause sometimes to let it catch up. Google Videos seems to be a little better. I guess more bandwidth/better servers.
 
Crude but effective propaganda techniques, the screaming and so on at the end.

Yes, I've done my share of LSD and other psychedelics, in moderation, and it provided some interesting and useful insights including some that addressed core philosophical and religious issues. I've also known three people who ended up very psychotic from doing it in excess. Two of these people ended up indistinguishable from acute schizophrenics, one of those recovered, one didn't.

Moderation means: relatively low dosage, in a quiet and meditative setting from beginning until end, a few times a year but not more than that.

And yes, these things are potentially dangerous, and you do not want to lose your mind, it is not a joke.

The "interesting" thing about LSD is that it provided routine access to a range of states of consciousness and latent abilities that were considered highly unusual at the time. Since then, numerous non-drug techniques have been developed to access most, perhaps all, of those states and abilities. Using the natural techniques takes more patience and effort, but is rewarded in the long term and does not entail the risk of going over the edge.

And in any case, psychedelics are not a substitute for reflection, meditation, prayer, etc., or for the study of philosophy, religion, psychology, and so on, or even a substitute for cognitive psychotherapy. At best they provide a glimpse of various points further down the path, which can be helpful at times. But there are no easy answers or magic shortcuts; and in the end, with or without psychedelics, you still have to do the daily work of meditation and so on.
 
I don't have to take drugs, I remember my dreams. That's psychedelic enough. I have the radio on at night so I can sometimes hear the music in the dream.

Last night I dreamed I was riding a roller coaster, set to the song "Fire On High" by ELO. It's the song that starts out with backwards speech and eerie music, then it kicks into this acoustic guitar jam. Well when the acoustic guitar part kicked in, so did the coaster. WEEE! I even remember raising my hands on the ride. It ended with an entrance into a black tunnel which was basically that dream going into another. The transistion period is weird, kinda like a hyperspace kinda state, no sound, no feeling, either no vision at all or a strange image of a vision, then seconds later, another dream starts. It's simply my "mental jukebox" changing the "record".
 
Excellent! Exactly! That's the point; nowadays we have access to those types of experiences, so we don't need to risk dropping acid to get there.
 
Psychedelics really aren't in at the moment. For some reason, today's blasted young people prefer to drink themselves blind, puke in a patently inappropriate location, and drink some more. Personally, I've never dropped acid and have no plans to. It's not a moral thing. I just believe there are doors in my mind that should remain shut--with furniture piled against them, if possible.
 

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