Said Dr. Roland Griffith, quoted in "A Psychedelics Pioneer Takes the Ultimate Trip" (NYT). The "ultimate trip" refers to his dying (of cancer).
Then a question arose: Is there something I’m avoiding by not taking a psychedelic? Am I defending against some dark, fearful thing I’m in denial about? Am I papering it over with this story of how great I’m doing and actually I’m scared to death?...
So he took LSD, and he "asked the cancer," "What are you doing here? What can you tell me about what’s going on?" Getting no answer, he flattered cancer: "I really respect you. I talk about you as a blessing. I have had this astonishing sense of well-being and gratitude, despite everything that’s happening, and so I want to thank you." Then he got an answer when he asked cancer if it was going to kill him:
The answer was, “Yes, you will die, but everything is absolutely perfect; there’s meaning and purpose to this that goes beyond your understanding, but how you’re managing that is exactly how you should manage it.”
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That's just the cancer talking.
If he can't beat cancer and this helps him feel better about his fate, then it's a good thing.
The cancer yelled to him, "Don't Jump!"
lol @ robother
Two keeping queit about canver stories in one morning. Hmmm. Maybe because the little woman and I are going through testing, wait and see, right now this stands out to me. Interesting theme, professor.
he’s not waging a courageous battle- he’s fleeing to Canada instead
"And what’s more fun than reality?"
Porn.
Everyone is going to die. There is no escaping that fate.
Cancer is unregulated cell growth. It’s life gone mad. It jumps borders, disobeys laws, steals life from other cells, and destroys its host. I’m against it. I will never hold peace talks with it. I will hire more and more border control agents to keep it out. In my opinion the only good cancer cell is a dead cancer cell.
But that’s just me.
Very moving. Thank you for this post.
So the psychedelic got his cancer to tell him just what he wanted to hear. You know, maybe it wasn't the cancer talking.
"Reality is the ultimate trip," says psychedelic pioneer. "Meaning, order, reason - God, it's beautiful. I never imagined anything like it. But ... am I it's creator? Am I imagining it now?"
Some of my friends use to talk wistfully about tripping out on the way out, like Aldous Huxley, but I don't think any of them have, or will.
Glad that worked for them. But fuck cancer.
magic mushrooms, sympathy, empathy, viability
"In the dark illumination
He remembered bygone years
He read the Book of Revelation
And he filled his cup with tears"
Steve Jobs treated his rare curable pancreatic cancer with quack remedies and herbs until it was beyond cure. Steve McQueen, in desperation, sought quack remedies or his incurable mesothelioma but Jobs case was curable with conventional treatment.
So much for psychedilic care.
Otherwise known as "whistling past the graveyard."
Paging Norman Spinrad (and his great short story Carcinoma Angels, fully on point here)…
How many doses of LSD per day is considered healthy moderation?
Jobs’ cancer wasn’t curable but it was treatable and he treated it poorly.
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