We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole multi-colored collection of uppers, downers, laughers, screamers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.

*aandacht*

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"How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!

How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spread his claws,
And welcome little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws!"

-- Lewis Carroll, Alice In Wonderland.

"If we could sniff or swallow something that would, for five or six hours each day, abolish our solitude as individuals, atone us with our fellows in a glowing exaltation of affection and make life in all its aspects seem not only worth living, but divinely beautiful and significant, and if this heavenly, world-transfiguring drug were of such a kind that we could wake up next morning with a clear head and an undamaged constitution -- then, it seems to me, all our problems (and not merely the one small problem of discovering a novel pleasure) would be wholly solved and earth would become paradise."

-- Aldous Huxley

"If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite."

-- William Blake

Nog een kleine toevoeging, op aanvraag van Ellen! Wegens iets te lang, toch maar op een andere pagina gezet.
Edgar Allen Poe - The Raven

Op de vooravond van zijn overlijden schreef hij op een papiertje aan zijn vrouw: "LSD, 100 µg, i.m." ("100 microgram LSD, intramusculair"). De volgende ochtend, 22 november 1963, stierf Aldous Huxley vredig.

"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise; what it is it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?"

-- Alice, Alice in Wonderland

"The future's uncertain and the end is always near."

-- Jim Morrison, Roadhouse blues

Never seek to tell thy love
Love that never told can be
For the gentle wind does move
Silently, invisibly

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears-
Ah, she doth depart.

Soon as she was gone from me
A traveller came by
Silently, invisibly-
Oh, was no deny.

-- Never Seek to Tell thy Love, William Blake