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greetings

from cyberdelic space

this is Lorenzo and I'm your host here in the Psychedelic Salon.

And did you know that?

Timothy Lear is dead. No, no, is outside looking here. And if you still remember that old moody blue song like I do, well, it probably brings back some good memories for you too.

And, of course, you know that Timothy Leary is dead, but do you also know that it was exactly 100 years ago today that the good doctor was born?

I just finished hosting a live session of the psychedelic salon

that included some old friends and acquaintances of Dr. Learys,

and in just a moment I'm going to play a recording of that conversation for you.

First, however, I want to let our younger members of the salon know that,

well, even if you only have a vague idea of who Timothy Leary was,

nonetheless, you are directly connected to him as well.

In fact, Dr. Timothy Leary is one of your psychedelic ancestors.

Now, here's how I figure that. Obviously, you and I are together

in cyberdelic space right now. And the fact is that had it not been for Timothy Leary, I never would

have even found the psychedelic community. In 1984, I was a 42-year-old Vietnam vet and a Texas

lawyer who had never even smoked marijuana. Then, I was offered my first 190-year-old Vietnam vet and a Texas lawyer who had never even smoked marijuana.

Then I was offered my first 120 milligram tablet of pure MDMA, which was called Ecstasy at the time,

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