Never had a really intense acid trip?

Not just the kind that makes you see visuals or laugh a lot or really want to dance,

but the kind that makes you feel like you've left whatever dimension you previously existed in

and now understand the universe in an entirely different way.

It's pretty crazy, right?

It can be life-changing.

Just a little tiny tab of paper, or a few drops from a dropper or a sugar cube laced with a bit of the stuff.

Typical single dose is just between 100 and 200 micrograms.

And it can have you completely reevaluating your world.

And understanding that we're all in this rock for only a short time, so don't sweat the small stuff.

Spend as much time as you can loving yourself and those around you, except that death might be the end of your ego, but it's not the end of you, because you're just stardust, baby.

And you'll return to the infinite womb, back to the flow of the river of life from which we all came from to be carried downstream,

reformed, and reborn, or acid can leave you thinking that you cannot open the front door

fucking ever, because there are definitely a pair of demon things standing out there

waiting to motherfucker your entire life. Hopefully, when you take a trip. You get to experience something more

like the first part of what I described. Whatever your trip was or will be, you owe the American

counterculture of the 1960s for going on it at all in many ways. That's where acid first went

mainstream. A lot of people were wanting to deconstruct and reevaluate society back then.

The Vietnam War was throwing young men by the tens of thousands into chaos and bloodshed,

while young people back at home were looking at their parents' lives,

lives defined by monogamy, consumerism, adherence to the status quo,

patronism that bled into mindless nationalism, strict

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