Max: Triptastic
Daniel Pinchbeck and the New Psychedelic Elite
It's midnight on a Sunday night, and Daniel Pinchbeck, a pop psychedelic author, is smoking a cigarette on the couch of a dramatically sparse apartment in Manhattan's East Village. An Austin Powers-like character with buckteeth, tangled hair and a pinched, nasal delivery, Pinchbeck, 40, does not exude cool, but he is well-known in New York as a philosopher and proponent of drugs not available at your corner dealer, which has made him quite popular indeed. It's been a busy weekend: Saturday afternoon with Sting at the Edvard Munch show at the Museum of Modern Art, Saturday night at a downtown rock show with Moby, and this evening visiting a bunch of people on dimethyltryptamine, considered the most potent hallucinogen on the planet. DMT, a harrowing seven-minute trip that feels like seven centuries, is Direct Mystical Transmission, says Pinchbeck -- Drastic Magical Transport. It is 'the doorway you can step through to greet the beings who run the cosmic candy store,' he has written. Smoking a bowl of it, he adds, tastes like 'a shard of lawn furniture.'
It's midnight on a Sunday night, and Daniel Pinchbeck, a pop psychedelic author, is smoking a cigarette on the couch of a dramatically sparse apartment in Manhattan's East Village. An Austin Powers-like character with buckteeth, tangled hair and a pinched, nasal delivery, Pinchbeck, 40, does not exude cool, but he is well-known in New York as a philosopher and proponent of drugs not available at your corner dealer, which has made him quite popular indeed. It's been a busy weekend: Saturday afternoon with Sting at the Edvard Munch show at the Museum of Modern Art, Saturday night at a downtown rock show with Moby, and this evening visiting a bunch of people on dimethyltryptamine, considered the most potent hallucinogen on the planet. DMT, a harrowing seven-minute trip that feels like seven centuries, is Direct Mystical Transmission, says Pinchbeck -- Drastic Magical Transport. It is 'the doorway you can step through to greet the beings who run the cosmic candy store,' he has written. Smoking a bowl of it, he adds, tastes like 'a shard of lawn furniture.'
posted by Max Dobberstein at 9/12/2006 05:57:00 PM
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I used to admire Timothy Leary. He seemed to inspire an entire era, the counter culture.
Then, I read his writings and looked at his acomplishments. He talked a good game, hung out with interesting people, but nothing practical came from him.
He didn't solve any problems. His idea was to turn your back on problems and take drugs that made you forget problems.
In the end, he died befuddled. He seemed permanently stoned.
He didn't solve anything. He used drugs which supposedly opened his mind - but to what? To what end?
Every addict thinks their drug makes them better; smarter, faster, sexier, whatever. In the end it's all shortcuts. Take away the drug and they suddenly are worse than those around them.
It's the same way with Carl Sagan and Hunter S. Thompson. These druggies never make anything out of themselves.
Okay, you've just compared Tim Leary to Carl Sagan.
First, do me a favor, point out what documentation you have on Carl Sagan's drug usage. I think this is the second time you've brought it up. Did he inhale once in college or did he bring the US gold in the 1988 Drug Olympics in Amsterdam? I think this will be interesting reading.
Hunter THompson, from what I read, didn't think he was saving the world by turning it onto drugs. Neither did Carl Sagan. Leary and Pinchbeck might as well slick bac their hair and practice a southern accent - they are just junk evangelists.
Carl Sagan: A Life, the official bio of his life. Everybody he knew said he was an avid pothead. He didn't publicize it while he as alive but he wrote an essay under a the name Mr. X in which he credits weed as a major force in his writing.
BTW, junk is herion which is in the same class as meth, drugs provably destroy everyone who uses them. Pot, Psilocybin, DMT, Peyote, LSD, MDMA, are quite literally and provably as dangerous as alchohol. Yes there are people who gave up their lives to booze and there are people who gave up their lives to pot. But for most users of booze and the above mentioned they are a simply a way to be social, to self medicate, simply relax or even to worship.
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