The MEANING Of The Phrase, "Purple Haze"
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Xander said:
That would be it....
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Oh come on people --- give me a break. Purple Haze was acid. LSD. You could get LSD in all sorts of forms - blotter, different colored pills... from the weakest to the most pure (LSD25)... I've done them all, including Purple Haze which were little purple pills that packed quite a wallop.
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... doing a little nostalgic trailing, remembering windowpane... microdot... orange barrel... and chocolate mescaline out in the desert in the cool spring night under a glittering canopy of huge bright warm stars that suddenly seemed a LOT closer than usual all that long night. (Okay, so the chocolate mescaline wasn't acid... but it was fun.)Dillinger said:
Me too, Dill.
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That was you, cym... that night in the desert... OH WOW! I remember that...
Yes... microdot... window pane... all those - and things that were not all that good for me - THC - crystal meth... not in a long LOOONG time though... these days I'm a respectable business men saving the online world from evil hackers... *lol*
And some of the best experiences I had were on mescaline, peyote, psilocybin... nothing more mellow than a natural trip (not cut with speed, in other words)...
Jimi asked... "Have you ever been experienced"... Well I have... hell yes...
Yes... microdot... window pane... all those - and things that were not all that good for me - THC - crystal meth... not in a long LOOONG time though... these days I'm a respectable business men saving the online world from evil hackers... *lol*
And some of the best experiences I had were on mescaline, peyote, psilocybin... nothing more mellow than a natural trip (not cut with speed, in other words)...
Jimi asked... "Have you ever been experienced"... Well I have... hell yes...
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I guess this is as good a place to post this as any...
One of my most interesting trips...
One night in college... middle of winter... upstate New York... a friend of mine and I took acid (in fact, I believe it WAS Purple Haze)... we needed to get out of the dorm... went out in the dead of night but didn't even notice the cold even though we weren't wearing jackets.
We walked through the campus - virtually no one was about. At the edge of the campus we started following this stream... everything was intense... glowing... lit up like day. The feel of the air was alive on my skin. Every breath was an experience.
The campus was surround by woods and fields... there would be a field... then some woods... then another field... we kept walking through one field after another till we came to this one field... and saw something in the distance.
We kept walking toward it, closer and closer and the closer we got the more it looked like a figure - a person - standing completely still.
And closer... and the closer we got the more it seemed the person was wearing long flowing robes... black robes...
We both saw the same thing.
And closer... and damn if he... IT... wasn't holding a scythe...
I swear - we both thought we saw Death standing there. Yet we kept going - we were scared but compelled. We couldn't really believe what we were seeing...
Until we came right up to it and finally saw what it was. A newspaper machine.
*smile*
We continued on... through the night... eventually back to the dorm.
The next day we looked at each other and it hit us... what the fuck was a newspaper machine doing out in the middle of nowhere.
We went out again - tried to follow the same path... looked everywhere. But couldn't find it... nothing.
Weird.
One of my most interesting trips...
One night in college... middle of winter... upstate New York... a friend of mine and I took acid (in fact, I believe it WAS Purple Haze)... we needed to get out of the dorm... went out in the dead of night but didn't even notice the cold even though we weren't wearing jackets.
We walked through the campus - virtually no one was about. At the edge of the campus we started following this stream... everything was intense... glowing... lit up like day. The feel of the air was alive on my skin. Every breath was an experience.
The campus was surround by woods and fields... there would be a field... then some woods... then another field... we kept walking through one field after another till we came to this one field... and saw something in the distance.
We kept walking toward it, closer and closer and the closer we got the more it looked like a figure - a person - standing completely still.
And closer... and the closer we got the more it seemed the person was wearing long flowing robes... black robes...
We both saw the same thing.
And closer... and damn if he... IT... wasn't holding a scythe...
I swear - we both thought we saw Death standing there. Yet we kept going - we were scared but compelled. We couldn't really believe what we were seeing...
Until we came right up to it and finally saw what it was. A newspaper machine.
*smile*
We continued on... through the night... eventually back to the dorm.
The next day we looked at each other and it hit us... what the fuck was a newspaper machine doing out in the middle of nowhere.
We went out again - tried to follow the same path... looked everywhere. But couldn't find it... nothing.
Weird.
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well, since we're sharing...
Under the correct circumstances, the Chesapeake Bay bridge really goes to Saturn. Remarkably short drive.
Under the correct circumstances, the Chesapeake Bay bridge really goes to Saturn. Remarkably short drive.
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Never... shhh... listen and learn...
One of mine:
At a concert (Black Sabbath at the San Diego Sports Arena when i was 17) with about five friends.
We all did some kinda windowpane acid in the parking lot before we went inside.
The music started.
I wandered closer and closer.
Got right up necxt to the stage.
Could SEE the music moving from thier fingers, from Ozzy's mouth, and rising into the air like a huge mammoth wave.
Could feel the music breaking down over me like water, but warm and glowing with shivery sensation.
War Pigs came on and the music that was rising from the band became a harsh cold evil menacing wave. I knew if it broke over me, i would die. I was frozen, though, and stood there as this wall of music reared up over me like a gigantic cobra about to strike.
It was falling down, almost touching me, i was rooted to the spot in horror...
and my friends grabbed me and hugged me to them.
The wall of music broke over us softly, smoothly, as they pulled me away from that place at the front and back to the place we'd staked out for our own.
The rest of the concert was a time of laughing, and passing joints, and making silly jokes while the music flowed around us and eddied at our feet like waves on the beach in the middle of summer.
That was about as bad as it ever got, for me.
I never liked that song again, though.
One of mine:
At a concert (Black Sabbath at the San Diego Sports Arena when i was 17) with about five friends.
We all did some kinda windowpane acid in the parking lot before we went inside.
The music started.
I wandered closer and closer.
Got right up necxt to the stage.
Could SEE the music moving from thier fingers, from Ozzy's mouth, and rising into the air like a huge mammoth wave.
Could feel the music breaking down over me like water, but warm and glowing with shivery sensation.
War Pigs came on and the music that was rising from the band became a harsh cold evil menacing wave. I knew if it broke over me, i would die. I was frozen, though, and stood there as this wall of music reared up over me like a gigantic cobra about to strike.
It was falling down, almost touching me, i was rooted to the spot in horror...
and my friends grabbed me and hugged me to them.
The wall of music broke over us softly, smoothly, as they pulled me away from that place at the front and back to the place we'd staked out for our own.
The rest of the concert was a time of laughing, and passing joints, and making silly jokes while the music flowed around us and eddied at our feet like waves on the beach in the middle of summer.
That was about as bad as it ever got, for me.
I never liked that song again, though.
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Great. That's all good to know. What about the bit that goes "Scuse me while I kiss this guy" now?
Didn't you guys have mescaline? Purple microdots is why I live in this state, a tripping quest for the sun. Did you know that the United States Government considers anyone who has taken LSD as mentally handicapped? Someone told me that, I'm not sure if it's true, but it sounds true. Shrrrrrrrooooooooommms baby, totally, like cows make them...
And it's kiss the sky! not this guy!
Shrrrrrrrooooooooommms baby, totally, like cows make them...And it's kiss the sky! not this guy!
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I've never had a bad trip, thank goodness. I've seen a few, not pretty.
I took a hit once in Georgetown and ended up at this bar that had green and white checked tableclothes. The green checks kept getting up and jumping off the table. I spent what felt like an eternity trying to catch them all.
Halocinogenics weren't really my thing, I was much more of a speed girl (surprise, surprise).
I took a hit once in Georgetown and ended up at this bar that had green and white checked tableclothes. The green checks kept getting up and jumping off the table. I spent what felt like an eternity trying to catch them all.
Halocinogenics weren't really my thing, I was much more of a speed girl (surprise, surprise).
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LOVED mescaline. LOVED shrooms. LOVED tripping.beckbabe said:Didn't you guys have mescaline? Purple microdots is why I live in this state, a tripping quest for the sun. Did you know that the United States Government considers anyone who has taken LSD as mentally handicapped? Someone told me that, I'm not sure if it's true, but it sounds true.
And it's kiss the sky! not this guy!
I sometime wonder just how many brain cells i killed off in a 10 period of intently and single-mindedly trying to get as high as possible as often as possible while still living some kinda on-the-surface "normal" life. Of course, that was then. You could do it then. The drugs were clean and people didn't get hurt, mostly. No one i knew (except a few of the really really really BAD people) ever used a needle for anything.
You think his "kiss this guy" quote was deliberately wrong? Had to be, hmmm? NO ONE could not know those words... right?
I still trail mildly most of the time, if i look for it... ~g~Kitten Eyes said:
And i liked going fast, too, back then. Oh yeh.
Disclaimer for the sake of any interested third parties in branch of Law Enforcement:
That was then.
This is now.
I don't do anything at all like this anymore and haven't in a long long time.
(Paranoia? What paranoia?)
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I've never heard that one... hmmm... mentally handicapped - *lol* - let them tell that to my employerr or mensa... *LOL* - I swear, I'm smarter now then before I took acid...
BTW - "Kids, don't try this at home..." *lol* --- seriously - acid was a wonderful experience in the right circumstances - the environmnent you're in makes all the difference (along with the purity of the drug - too much strychnine makes a bad trip)... supportive friends... positive atmosphere - it heightens what you're experiencing - if what you're experiencing is good then its even better - if you're uncomfortable, unhappy - its even worse. As Leary said: careful control over the "set and setting" of the psychedelic experience is crucial. (The man was villified by the government and the easily influenced masses who couldn't think for themselves - he was BRILLIANT and, despite all he went through, one of the most positive thinking people I've ever met.)
I don't regret a moment of it - even the bad trips, I learned a lot from it - but its been over 15 years since I last tripped and I doubt I ever will again.
But - if anyone cares to pass me a joint?'
Further info - if you're interested... "LSD: My Problem Child" by Albert Hoffman - the man who invented/discovered it... http://www.acidmagic.com/books/problem_child-00.html
BTW - "Kids, don't try this at home..." *lol* --- seriously - acid was a wonderful experience in the right circumstances - the environmnent you're in makes all the difference (along with the purity of the drug - too much strychnine makes a bad trip)... supportive friends... positive atmosphere - it heightens what you're experiencing - if what you're experiencing is good then its even better - if you're uncomfortable, unhappy - its even worse. As Leary said: careful control over the "set and setting" of the psychedelic experience is crucial. (The man was villified by the government and the easily influenced masses who couldn't think for themselves - he was BRILLIANT and, despite all he went through, one of the most positive thinking people I've ever met.)
I don't regret a moment of it - even the bad trips, I learned a lot from it - but its been over 15 years since I last tripped and I doubt I ever will again.
But - if anyone cares to pass me a joint?'
Further info - if you're interested... "LSD: My Problem Child" by Albert Hoffman - the man who invented/discovered it... http://www.acidmagic.com/books/problem_child-00.html
beckbabe said:Didn't you guys have mescaline? Purple microdots is why I live in this state, a tripping quest for the sun. Did you know that the United States Government considers anyone who has taken LSD as mentally handicapped? Someone told me that, I'm not sure if it's true, but it sounds true.
And it's kiss the sky! not this guy!
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a little fyi...
purple haze the acid name was coined by vietnam sevice men that would drop acid then shoot off purple smoke marker because it was cool to watch....
Acid the chemical LSD was developed for possible use in chemical warfare during the cold war years...they did some human experment... the students in the test got it out to their friend...amoung the friends was Andy Garcia... the rest is history....
purple haze the acid name was coined by vietnam sevice men that would drop acid then shoot off purple smoke marker because it was cool to watch....
Acid the chemical LSD was developed for possible use in chemical warfare during the cold war years...they did some human experment... the students in the test got it out to their friend...amoung the friends was Andy Garcia... the rest is history....
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