Voyage 34

This remarkable, sometimes incoherent transcript illustrates a phantasmagoria of fear, terror, grief, exultation, and finally breakdown Its highlights have been compressed on this recording to make their own disquieting points The time is 9:30 p.m., one hour after the participants have eaten sugar cubes saturated with LSD We hear Brian and his fellow travellers observing their gradual transformation Brian's been amusing his friends by chewing on some plastic flashbulbs Brian's mood is gradually changing He orders all of his friends into another room and closes the door He sits alone on the wooden floor, visible only by the dim light shining from the bathroom He talks to himself The time is now 1 a.m. Brian is unable to snap his fingers and terminate the trip, which continues He sobs, as his joy turns to fear Brian's rocky journey ended twelve hours after it so innocently had begun He was shattered by it This young man never had a bummer in some thirty-three LSD trips Every one of them was a delight Everything under control He needed only to snap his fingers and down he came, any time But on Voyage 34 he finally met himself coming down an up-staircase, and the encounter was crushing

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 22, 2026

The LSD trip is a pilgrimage far out beyond your normal mind, into that risky and revelatory territory which has been explored for thousands of years by mystics and visionary philosophers Well I never think that when I'm twenty-one, I'm twenty-one I think of tomorrow or this minute And hope there's a tomorrow, 'cause I don't like what's going on in the world I'm scared of that, more than drugs, I'm not afraid of them I'm just— I'm just scared you know? We're told that perhaps a million Americans, most of them young people, have made the LSD experience part of their lives Is this a social menace and a cause for alarm? I don't think so, I see nothing less than the speedy evolution of a new, indigenous religion I'm just— I'm just scared you know? Everybody is pretty uptight I'm just— I'm just scared you know? The LSD religionist knows that the temple of worship is the human body That the shrine must be located Not in a public place, but in the privacy of your own home And that the congregation cannot extend beyond your family and your closest friends And then the paintings on the walls were dripping You know you could see the paint coming down like this Just like if somebody was hosing it off at the top and all the paint was running down onto the floor And it was so pretty, they were running just *whistles* Like they were melting, it was groovy It was like a— it was like a massage, it was so— it was so groovy, you can't believe how groovy it was It wasn't just water hitting you, taking a shower, soap and out you go, you know, towel off It was just, oh wow You know it was like, it was like, it was like a caress You know kind of, and you could really feel the hot and the cold You could feel hot "hot" and cold "cold", you know And, and each little drop that came out was a different one, you know, it wasn't I don't think the water must mix inside It must come out hot and cold or something, 'cause you could feel hot cold hot cold all over you It was really groovy I guess, it was, I guess the word for it is sensual You know just, your body just oh, it grooved It was really groovy For psychedelics are stimulators of ideas and feelings But generally these ideas and feelings would express themselves constructively Rather than violently or destructively If it were possible during a riot to spray small doses of LSD from an helicopter into the air People would soon quieten Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary? Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary? Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary? Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary? Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary? Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary? Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary? Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary? Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary? Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary? Is this trip— Is this trip really necessary?

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 22, 2026