LSD Pizza
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Many years ago I knew a guy that alongside running a pizza place, was also involved in 'non-food' distribution.
Funnily enough, the late nights and frequent delivery schedules sat rather well together, and you really could order a pizza with mdma, k, speed or weed on it.
Nice to see people that have learned 'all about' psychedelic drugs chiming into this thread with their state-approved one-liners..Its been a long time since I retuned my senses, but I do recall in christmas 93, I was staying at a friends house, sleeping on the couch with my mouth open, when they dropped some acid in and woke me up and told me. Of course I didnt believe them, or did I - maybe just a little bit, they are being damn convincing...can't really shake this sleep feeling..
Needless to say as we left the house with boxes of fliers to promote our gig. waiting at the busstop, I really started tripping balls. Hard. I had clung to an 'Alf' doll, that played cassette tapes, and moved its little arms and mouth in time to the sound, so it was kinda flipping out with crunchy minimal twisted techno blaring out of its belly - the arms and legs waggling about as we sat on the bus for what seemed like 3 days going downtown.
I managed to give away about 3 fliers as we stood in the busiest part of town - I was convinced that my aunt was going to come walking round the corner doing her xmas shopping, and that, upon seeing me would immediately realised I was acid, and would tell my mum, and the police, and 'that would be it...'.. It really was quite horrific, as only someone who has been mildly to severly paranoid on acid in public can understand... fun times, learned a very great deal about myself, had lifechanging religious/spiritual insights, lost my ego, lost my mind, my life, got it all back, nearly in the same shape as when I remoted off the planet, stood on the edge of existence and fell rather than be pushed. Psychedlics took me to the end of my frazzled rope and I let go, fully understanding that I would never return..in that Jacob Ladderesque moment that lasted the rest of my life, I asked and understood the answers to some of the big questions - what am I, what is this place, how can I perceive and understand it, what happens when Im not here, although the answers are entirely non-verbal, and indeed that is one of the traps that prevents us from fully understanding them.But yeah, pizza and drugs and that, right on..