Captain Q and the False Angel of Light

[detroitfather]

Here is a tract that I wrote around 1981 regarding my previous LSD usage. I'm not sure I would agree with every word of it (I haven't re-read it yet, only scanned it), but the historical part should be pretty accurate.

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[adr0ck]

I only tripped once, in high school (it was so random as I was a freshman, completely straight and didn't touch sex, drugs, alcohol until college). I was spending the night at a friend's house and I had only a partial hit - she'd cut it up for me. Eric Clapton Unplugged was on repeat and I thought I could see the musical notes and that I could hear each individual guitar string being plunked. At one point I thought the room was burning up but thankfully that was near the end, I was coming down somewhat and knew it wasn't real, so I didn't go tell her mom to call the fire department like I really wanted to. I crouched at her bedroom window for who knows how long, in the middle of the night, watching for cars to drive by and shine light on her window with their headlights. I thought they were looking for me. I didn't want them to find me yet I couldn't move.

I was so, so happy when it was over. I did a lot of pot in college but was never interested in acid again.

The sort of thinking "trips" you had - that's what I had when I got really high. It was like you could see connections and new dimensions of things. But you'd never remember them enough to open new worlds once you were sober. Sometimes I tried to write stuff down but shocker - it didn't make any sense! I did, however, come up with some great stories.

I'm glad you didn't succeed in martyring yourself and that you saw the truth in the end.