Spiders On Drugs

[rayheinrich]

Mexican spiders seem to have all the fun.
At least the spider in question didn't go and steal a quote from William Blake to use for the title of a book about his trip in which he uses lots of highbrow art and philosophy references as comparisons to what he experienced, but then eventually many years later pondered deeply the question, "Why are precious stones precious?"
Or did he?

He didn't, but that's beside the points. Huxley's ok by me, but if
I wanted to get trippy down Mexico way, I'd vote for Castaneda and Don Juan.
It's bullshit, but it's really good (IMHO) bullshit (the 1st book, after that it gets
tiresome).  Up U.S. way I just gotta love Lilly and his sensory deprivation tanks.

Off topic sensory deprivation tank ramble:

I had a friend who 'built' one out of 2x4's and plastic sheeting in his dad's barn
way the hell out in the country. I tried it a few times and it was pretty cool as
you could have real hallucinations. So this time I had been floating in the water
in absolute darkness and silence for about 4 hours (not that I had any idea how
long or short it had been)  and I started smelling nectarines and thinking WOW,
there can't be nectarines in here so I'm finally having an hallucination, a pretty
damn dinky one, but what the hell. Then the inside lit up a bit (something else
I knew was impossible) and this slightly glowing nectarine came floating into
view above my face. (I was floating on my back looking straight up.) I could look
at it straight on and it seemed totally real. This was REALLY cool. And THEN a
small green fairy of some sort flew up to the nectarine and pushed it away.
Double wow! After that everything went back to black silence. Then a while after
that I felt something brush up against my back in the water. Then I felt a few
more brushes and I realized I was going to have some fish hallucinations. Only
they turned out to be sea snakes, LOTS of sea snakes slithering up against me.
Then some of them started crawling up on me, and then LOTS of them started
crawling up on me. I knew these were hallucinations and told myself to stay calm,
this was what I came in her for... then I started screaming and thrashing about and
broke the hinges off the door as I crashed through it deeply and absolutely terrified.  
Ah, the good old days.