THE SIXTIES WERE GOOD TO ME

A TIME FOR FREE LOVE, POT AND HALLUCINOGENS

Yes, I was one of those who lived through the sixties and I am still here to tell you about it. While I never took drugs nor do I advocate their use other than for medicinal purposes; I did have on two occasions given hallucinogens without my consent. It was slipped into my drink without my knowledge or complicity. (I found out later that it was tetrohydrocannabinol or THC)

I did have a “trip” that caused me to hallucinate, to feel sick to the stomach and to see very unusual and if I had not held the ideology I did, I would have considered what I saw as “revelations of divine nature”. It was a sobering experience and one that gave me an insight into why some people get so convinced that what they actually had seen while hallucinating was a transcendental or divine experience.

In the case of moron Mormon founder and self-anointed prophet con artist Joseph Smith; there is sufficient evidence that drugs may have had a role in his “visions and divine apparitions” (see http://www.mormonelixirs.org/ )

I also was once in a car accident where I was seriously injured. I did have that near-death experience where I was traveling through the proverbial tunnel. I did have one hell of an out-of-body experience and saw the light at the end of the tunnel. I was traveling at an incredible fast speed but something told me that “it is not your time” and I reluctantly had to come back.

What that experience did for me was to open my eyes. Instead of making me a believer in religions, it did just the opposite because while I saw what I did; I also realized how meaningless and false religions were. The existence of another dimension or plane, or the survival of a person’s essence or spirit has nothing to do with religion and that was the clearest message I received. So I was 21 years old and ever since I have divorced myself from religion or refused to accept any of their concepts or ignorance.

Going through that experience was a sobering event. I had to come back and felt cheated, I felt foreboding and disappointment. I didn’t want to come back because I realized that I was finally shedding that repugnant flesh that tied me down to the earth…I felt no pain and it was wonderful. But it also made me realize that whatever that was it had nothing to do with religion or the way they want you to be scared shitless of your mortality. Now I am not afraid to die.

In the meantime, I also have this nagging realization that I am not intelligent enough to understand these things; that whatever is out there beyond our realm of understanding is impossible to comprehend given our limited intelligence. But just because we don’t have the capacity to understand it or explain it, it doesn’t mean that we have a free license to fabricate a religion around that, filled with assumptions, fairy tales and superstition.

So please don’t come to me claiming that you have either seen Jesus or received “the blessing” and you are now better than me. You are just a prick and a charlatan, misguided and on an ego trip.

A rendition of the "Tree of Life" dream as told in the Book of Mormon. Notice that this depiction totally ignores the fruit of the tree" which was consumed.

PHOTOS SOURCE: http://www.mormonelixirs.org/