Back in the seventies I was living in a group household in Ferndale, in Northern California. Several of us were college students. One couple (he was studying geology and she nursing) decided they were going to eat some amanita muscaria one Sunday morning after reading the latest Carlos Castenada psychoepic. They had been out the day befo…
Back in the seventies I was living in a group household in Ferndale, in Northern California. Several of us were college students. One couple (he was studying geology and she nursing) decided they were going to eat some amanita muscaria one Sunday morning after reading the latest Carlos Castenada psychoepic. They had been out the day before gathering some in the nearby redwood forest. They ate measured amounts around ten in the morning. They were going to take notes.
I was mostly outside that day - rebuilding the engine in my car so I wouldn't have to keep hitch-hiking 30 miles to the college. Every time I came in they were in the bathroom, retching. One or the other. Or both - Susan was over the bathtub at one point while Frank hugged the toilet. We only had one bathroom. At one point I had to go into town to find one. I asked them later if they had experienced euphoria? an expanded sense of awareness? entered an altered state of being? Frank was unclear but made vague positive noises. Susan was ruthlessly clear: it had been pointless and stupid and she was angry with Frank for having talked her into it.
Back in the seventies I was living in a group household in Ferndale, in Northern California. Several of us were college students. One couple (he was studying geology and she nursing) decided they were going to eat some amanita muscaria one Sunday morning after reading the latest Carlos Castenada psychoepic. They had been out the day before gathering some in the nearby redwood forest. They ate measured amounts around ten in the morning. They were going to take notes.
I was mostly outside that day - rebuilding the engine in my car so I wouldn't have to keep hitch-hiking 30 miles to the college. Every time I came in they were in the bathroom, retching. One or the other. Or both - Susan was over the bathtub at one point while Frank hugged the toilet. We only had one bathroom. At one point I had to go into town to find one. I asked them later if they had experienced euphoria? an expanded sense of awareness? entered an altered state of being? Frank was unclear but made vague positive noises. Susan was ruthlessly clear: it had been pointless and stupid and she was angry with Frank for having talked her into it.
Clearly not in the Christmas spirit