Internettet er ikke overraskende fuldt af vise ord om LSD. Fellini har sin egen version.
Objects and their functions no longer had any significance. All I perceived was perception itself, the hell of forms and figures devoid of human emotion and detached from the reality of my unreal environment. I was an instrument in a virtual world that constantly renewed its own meaningless image in a living world that was itself perceived outside of nature.
And since the appearance of things was no longer definitive but limitless, this paradisiacal awareness freed me from the reality external to myself. The fire and the rose, as it were, became one.
Man vil i så fald umiddelbart fraråde ham at lugte til roser. Shel Silverstein gets the point.
When the light turns green, you go. When the light turns red, you stop. But what do you do when the light turns blue with orange and lavender spots?
Meaningless and devoid of human emotion. Der er to slags “mystik”, hvoraf det citerede skitserer den ene.
Let me take you down
‘Cause I’m going to strawberry fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever
Living is easy with eyes closed
Misunderstanding all you see
It’s getting hard to be someone but it all works out
It doesn’t matter much to me
Let me take you down
‘Cause I’m going to strawberry fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever
Der er forskel på at soppe og at dykke. Mysticism isn’t recreational.
Det dybeste i mennesket er ikke en solnedgang eller regnbue. Det er det, der forbinder os, ikke med naturen, men med netop vores natur.
And it ain’t pretty. En anden ting, det ikke er, er menings- og følelsesløst.
Det er vores mening og alle vores følelsers udspring. Det er den skæbne, der gør os forskellig fra alle andre og forpligtet over for alle andre som forskellig fra alle andre til at udrette det, ingen andre er i stand til.
Og ikke et flæb på jagt efter et hylekor. TO DROP OUT IS TO COP OUT.
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