Re: National Geographic - Inside LSD
Hell, tripping didn't make me realize that money wasn't worthwhile. In my tripping days, I had not one valuable insight gained through tripping, though some weird, fucked-up, and at the time, entertaining, times.
What made me realize money, and creature comforts, weren't worth a shit, was active opiate addiction. Even on maintenance I live on a barely subsistence diet, and don't spend much money on anything else - nothing really interests me. Money isn't worth a shit unless it's to feed King Kong: then it's worth the world and more.
I remember Maintenance Man from back before I was registered... I haven't liked tripping since high school and I've seen a couple people fucked up by it (who hasn't?), but something in that dude's head was seriously out of whack, infesting every thread on the fucking board with another of the same old diatrabes about how weed and "psychomimetics" were destroying good, moral, bread-and-butter Christian America. Preaching on about how paranoid and conspiratorial acid and weed made you: hell, he practiced what he preached! I think he's a good example of what I'm talking about here. Acid casualty in the first degree, with some schizophrenia sprinkled to taste.
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