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Thoughts on a long drive... On social media I have seen the phrase you must have drank the Kool-Aid. As if it was a bad thing. On the contrary. My experience with Electric Kool-Aid and other psychedelics have been beneficial in my life and I thank God for it. My first experience was 14 years old I liked it so I continued with taking 97 of the other 99 hits over the next two weeks. Later that year on a Sunday friends and I all dropped acid and just after the peak wanting to get back to that place I dropped a couple more hits. Everybody was going home and as I was walking with my friend Jim he asked if I would be okay and I said I don't know I'm really spaced he said hold on I'll be right out he went into his house and came out and gave me the album American Beauty. He said just listen to this over and over you will be okay. that was the night that I became a "dead head". The music and Community has brought so much joy to my life and continues to do so... I have since taking LSD somewhere between 300 and 500 times in my life in addition to peyote a handful of times and mushrooms over 2,000 timetimes. Not bragging it is what it is and my life is an open book. I have literally seen the world through a parabolic lens on 5000 micrograms I have seen images of my mouth laughing at me from the top of my feet. Leo Kottke comes to mind... I have seen the blood flowing through the veins of my eyelids laying on my back on 14 grams of mushrooms. I have seen this and much more and it was fun and good times but that is not the benefits I'm talkin about. I have spent long periods of time questioning what is real. being stripped of all preconceived notions of the world and people and trees and the sun and moon the stars and the universe. I have dosed and had the justifications rationalizations of my fallibility as a human being torn away to expose my spirit and soul for what it really is. largely due to my experiences with psychedelics I see things and Life a little bit differently. everything I have experienced from books read television shows movies politics religion God the concepts of good and bad Humanity love hatred has all been influenced By psychedelics. I am currently driving down the road the New Jersey Turnpike with a landscape of power lines and Towers with puffy grey and white clouds with a pale blue background during sunrise. Beautiful. I am in awe of the existence of the world I live in. We live in... yesterday morning was the sunrise over the ocean that created awe. My understanding and feeling empathy compassion and sympathy for others has been exponentially multiplied by my psychedelic experiences. This is good! don't get me wrong I am not some spiritual Guru or anything. On some days I am still a dick. I can be angry feel discusted or resentful. Even these negative attributes about myself have been shaped by my experiences with psychedelics. kind of put into its proper perspective without the rationalizations and justifications... I am not suggesting that this is the path for everybody in life but it has certainly influenced me for the better. I have not tripped in over 25 years as a result of my addictive tendencies. the experiences of my past create the road map of today... some days when life seems confusing listening to the music play doesn't seem like enough but I am patient and hold on to my convictions 🙂 . when lacking direction or not sure which path to take I am an advocate of chemical shock therapy and some days I think 10 hits of acid would give me a new perspective on life😆 but then I realize I just need to bring up my past psychedelic experiences and this is best done through the music I love. Kind of going back to the beginning. So yes my friends I have drank the Kool-Aid and I am a better person as a result of it:- 🙂 . Please excuse any mispronunciations and read through the garble if you can this is dictated voice to text while driving the beautiful New Jersey Turnpike. Is anyone else's life an open book? I would love to hear your experiences...

In college I once tried to eat a tuna fish sandwich but couldn't finish it because the finely chopped pickles felt as big as pebbles in my mouth. But nonetheless, almost fifty years later, to this day I still love tuna fish.

I love it. I have only done blotter less than ten times, shrooms less than ten also but hey, that’s enough to be able to relate. Like someone standing in line with me in Dewey explained it to me, if you’re discussing it with someone who has, no words are necessary, if you’re discussing it with someone who hasn’t, there aren’t enough words. When I was getting into it, I preached that I thought everyone should try it. I read once that the first time is life changing, all the other times is just recreation. I just celebrated the fortieth anniversary if my first trip. Me and another guy who had tripped before split the crumbs from the bottom of a bag that had had two hundred Microdots in it. We split it up on the hood of George Thorogood’s Ford Granada. His girlfriend lived next door. We dropped as the party ended, stayed up all night. Early the next night, I laid in bed freaking out because it wasn’t letting up. I kept hearing the voices of all my friends. After a while, my lady friend came upstairs and got me, brought me downstairs and led me into a surprise birthday party for me. WOW. Turns out the voices of my friends were real. While talking to someone while tripping, I have felt as though I could read their mind. I have painted the black Outlines Of the Stealie perfectly two feet in diameter on a dorm hall wall while tripping. I am not an artist, but I did it. My first trip included the puffy white clouds. We had them again yesterday morning. Puffy white clouds have a different meaning for me. I have sat in a deer stand watching the sun rise only to realize that the sun was sitting still and the earth was turning to bring the sun to me. That experience was decades after my experiences with LSD but I believe that my experiences with LSD enable me to see the world from a more enhanced perspective. It’s not a bad thing. Necessary? Debatable. Definitely not for the feeble minded. Or would it make the feeble minded better. The discussion continues ......

Original Recipe Set One: Feel Like A Stranger ; Tennessee Jed ; Me And My Uncle > Big River ; Peggy-O ; New Minglewood Blues ; Broken Arrow ; Dupree's Diamond Blues ; Strange Man ; Bird Song Set Two: Jack Straw > Crazy Fingers > Playing In The Band > Saint Stephen > drums > space > Lost Sailor > Saint Of Circumstance > Comes A Time > Going Down The Road Feeling Bad > Playing In The Band (reprise) E: Werewolves of London

20/10/02 InDead Nation, Rec Room, Towson, MD Shakedown, They Love Each Other, Dire Wolf, Candyman, All Over Now, Big Railroad Blues>Train to Cry, Touch, Terrapin Station. China>Rider, Cassidy, Crazy Fingers>Uncle John's Band, Casey Jones, Lovelight, Standing on the Moon, Not Fade, Brokedown Palace. Bid You Goodnight. First Friday of the Month at the Rec Room for the first time since March. Took some time to settle in, but liftoff achieved around the Candyman. The Big RR again a highlight, the final jam reaching out to some new ground. Touch appropriate, and the Cassidy, Crazy>Uncle John a solid segment of the second. Great to have some family at these to run with, we dominated a corner of the bar and had great sound. Hooray for live music. Praise DSO.