I got off the bus in Vail, Colorado
with my head still full of mescalin
and checked into a hotel for ski bums.
There isn't much sense in trying to explain what a "bad trip" is.
You simply lose your marbles.
You go crazy. There is no bottom, no top.
The devil sits on your head and warns you of your commitment.
You see for the first time what the bottomless pit is all about.
And you hang on for dear life.
Oscar Zeta Acosta
1 comment:
one day we'll take magic mushrooms together.......:)
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