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April 21, 2012

Happy Bicycle Day

I know I'm a few days late here, but I'd like to wish all readers and passers-by a happy Bicycle Day. Here is the relevant excerpt from Albert Hoffman's book on the subject:

I could not forget the relatively uninteresting LSD-25. A peculiar presentiment—the feeling that this substance could possess properties other than those established in the first investigations—induced me, five years after the first synthesis, to produce LSD-25 once again so that a sample could be given to the pharmacological department for further tests. This was quite unusual; experimental substances, as a rule, were definitely stricken from the research program if once found to be lacking in pharmacological interest.

Nevertheless, in the spring of 1943, I repeated the synthesis of LSD-25. As in the first synthesis, this involved the production of only a few centigrams of the compound.

In the final step of the synthesis, during the purification and crystallization of lysergic acid diethylamide in the form of a tartrate (tartaric acid salt), I was interrupted in my work by unusual sensations. The following description of this incident comes from the report that I sent at the time to Professor Stoll:

Last Friday, April 16,1943, I was forced to interrupt my work in the laboratory in the middle of the afternoon and proceed home, being affected by a remarkable restlessness, combined with a slight dizziness. At home I lay down and sank into a not unpleasant intoxicated-like condition, characterized by an extremely stimulated imagination. In a dreamlike state, with eyes closed (I found the daylight to be unpleasantly glaring), I perceived an uninterrupted stream of fantastic pictures, extraordinary shapes with intense, kaleidoscopic play of colors. After some two hours this condition faded away.

This was, altogether, a remarkable experience—both in its sudden onset and its extraordinary course. It seemed to have resulted from some external toxic influence; I surmised a connection with the substance I had been working with at the time, lysergic acid diethylamide tartrate. But this led to another question: how had I managed to absorb this material? Because of the known toxicity of ergot substances, I always maintained meticulously neat work habits. Possibly a bit of the LSD solution had contacted my fingertips during crystallization, and a trace of the substance was absorbed through the skin. If LSD-25 had indeed been the cause of this bizarre experience, then it must be a substance of extraordinary potency. There seemed to be only one way of getting to the bottom of this. I decided on a self-experiment.

Exercising extreme caution, I began the planned series of experiments with the smallest quantity that could be expected to produce some effect, considering the activity of the ergot alkaloids known at the time: namely, 0.25 mg (mg = milligram = one thousandth of a gram) of lysergic acid diethylamide tartrate. Quoted below is the entry for this experiment in my laboratory journal of April 19, 1943.

Self-Experiments:

4/19/43 16:20: 0.5 cc of 1/2 promil aqueous solution of diethylamide tartrate orally = 0.25 mg tartrate. Taken diluted with about 10 cc water. Tasteless.

17:00: Beginning dizziness, feeling of anxiety, visual distortions, symptoms of paralysis, desire to laugh.

Supplement of 4/21: Home by bicycle. From 18:00- ca.20:00 most severe crisis. (See special report.)

And the rest, as they say, is history. Of course, as we know now, 250ug of LSD is far above the "smallest quantity that could be expected to produce some effect." It's hard to fathom just how frighteningly awesome that experience must have been -- the first acid trip ever, not knowing what to expect, and with no other recorded experiences in history, or guides, or any assistance. So to you all, happy belated bicycle day, and trip safe!

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February 14, 2012

Happy Valentine's Day

(submission from a friend, from whom by the way I'm still waiting for an infamous MXE overdose story submission from. His was only the 4th actual reported/recorded hospital case, so stay tuned.)

roses are red
violets are blue
oxycodone is sweet
but relatively new
(I'd much rather exchange oxytocin with you)

Happy Valentine's Day from all of us at TheDarkPassenger.org

And, from Ben Kling (click for full-sized image and tumblr), some topical valentines that gave me some LOLs today.



"Whoops, love is the most powerful drug of all!"

February 2, 2012

Good Quote

"I can honestly say, all the bad things that ever happened to me were directly, directly attributed to drugs and alcohol. I mean, I would never urinate at the Alamo at nine o'clock in the morning dressed in a woman's evening dress sober."

- Ozzy Osbourne

January 11, 2012

DMT: The Holy Grail of Psychedelics

What follows is a guest entry from someone who I hope will become a regular contributor. Please, check it out:

Philo Farnsworth has asked me to contribute to The Dark Passenger for years but I never got around to it. Now that my best days of drug use are mostly behind me... probably... I’ll share some of my experiences. I’ve done numerous drugs in my life but the ones that are definitely the most interesting and fun have always been the psychedelics. I had an amazing acid trip a few years ago in the desert with Philo and I even found a picture of the acid blotter we took on erowid.

Anyways what I’m here to talk about is not just a psychedelic, its THE psychedelic.
Dimethyltryptamine...

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December 11, 2011

Martin Luther King 2c-b Carnage (guest entry)

(The following is a journal entry, written in February 2011 by someone who I hope will become a regular contributor with many stories and tips to share. Enjoy!)


The human experience is a succession of rise and fall. Through a combination of momentum, will, and intention, I approach moments where I become teasingly close to a self-realization that never occurs. I feel like I have been playing catch-up my whole life, as if I have been running a race against myself for no discernible reason.

Today it feels like I am close to breaking through to something of great importance. Whenever this happens, it never quite feels right. It looks at first like the plot is really going somewhere, until some undefined variable, deep in my being, expresses its insufficiency. This flaw mixes with the momentum built up, creating a collapse, or in some cases, a catastrophe.

After the collapse, I am completely burnt out. The meter resets and I am grounded in banality again. Coincidences become less apparent. The magic is gone; the universe stops winking at me. Over time, I regain my rooting and the cycle repeats itself.

Last year, almost to the day, was the biggest psychedelic catastrophe that I had ever experienced.

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October 12, 2011

On depression, and better living (?) through chemistry.

You know what sucks? Being depressed. I don't just mean the situation depression of "oh my dog got ran over" or "i'm having a shitty day at work" or "i got into a fight with a friend" which causes sadness. I mean profound, reasonless but all-encompassing depression. Sometimes the chemicals in our brain conspire against us and put themselves at levels incompatible with happiness and contentness no matter what we do. Yes, this can be triggered by a situational depression and then spiral deeper, and vice-versa clinical depression / chemical imbalances strain your relationships, hurt your work life, make you want to be alone, and thus cause a shitty feedback mechanism which also just spirals deeper.

The good news and bad news about this, I suppose, is that doctors now have several tools in there mighty chemical arsenal to do battle against the foes in our brains. Want to be less depressed? Level out your serotonin levels? Here, have some prozac or another SSRI. Sure, it'll turn you into a bit of a zombie, but who cares if you're not actually truly *happy* or *enjoying* anything anymore, at least you're not depressed and thinking about killing yourself anymore, right? I guess it's a trade off.

Some words to the wise though, don't let them just put you on the meds without some real discussion and therapy, and only if you're sure it's the best option. Sometimes, just harassing your friends until you get one willing to talk to you, or finding people to watch tv with or keep you company for a few days is all you need to dig yourself out of the rut. I'm sure you've all heard it before, but novelty is key. The shitty thing is that in depression, novelty is exactly the hardest thing to do. Find that strength, get out of bed, go out for a walk, visit a friend, send some email and messages to people (although, dont sound too crazy or clingy -- that can be intimidating to some for obvious reasons). Any sort of validation from another human being that you're valued or cared about goes a long way towards getting you out of that slump. Trust me, I've been there many times and have dealt with it with medication, and without medication.

Another warning however: this time I decided to deal with it with some medication. Remember when taking most SSRIs that not only can it take as long as 3-4 weeks to take effect, you also have to wean yourself off slowly. Just taking all of that away and changing your serotonin levels within a few days will leave you even worse off than when you started -- as I'm discovering now. I only gave myself 3 days or so to get off of the prozac. I was in a hurry because I was beginning to hate the zombie it was turning me into, the anhedonia and lack of motivation to do anything. Now at least, I feel kind of like myself and human again, just really depressed and anxious. Hopefully with the help of (or just a little bit of attention from) a few friends I'll snap out of it and be on the up-and-up.

Just thought I'd share. I'm heading out to take a walk now! But man, it's hard to get out of bed..

If any friends want to say hi, or get together later even for just a minute or two that'd be great. Also, hugs really help!

Thanks for listening, -Philo

p.s. Sorry for being all emo about this. Trying to look at it as pragmatically as possible, and I'm not usually one to put any sort of burden on my friends, this is more or less just to let y'all know what's up and to share general information and tips rather than a desperate call for help. I'll be ok in a few days :).

June 10, 2011

XXX Platinum

New brand of nitrous cartridges (whipits) discovered while on a recent jaunt to SF. And they come in boxes of 50 too! Clearly these are to be used only for legitimate culinary purposes (and perhaps also for continuous, instant manufacture of whipped cream to put on your sexy mostly-naked large-breasted companion).

Also, wait a minute... is that an unused one in the discard bowl?

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April 6, 2011

R.I.P. Owsley Stanley

I know I'm late in noting this, but a few weeks back, Owsley Stanley passed away at the age of 76 in a car crash in Australia:

"I wound up doing time for something I should have been rewarded for," Stanley told the Chronicle in 2007, unbowed well into the post-psychedelics age. "What I did was a community service, the way I look at it... I was a good member of society. Only my society and the ones making the laws are different."

"A more enduring song, Steely Dan's 1976 classic-rock anthem "Kid Charlemagne," was "loosely inspired" by Owsley, "a well-known psychedelic chef of the day," Walter Becker confirmed in a 2000 web chat. The "Technicolor motor home" in the lyrics is said to refer to the brightly painted bus used by Ken Kesey and the Merry Pranksters, who were known for tripping on Stanley's supply of acid, as detailed in Tom Wolfe's Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test book. "

From: http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/stopthepresses/392172/grateful-dead-and-steely-dan-inspiration-owsley-stanley-dies/?nc

March 16, 2011

War on the Drug War

From Time Magazine article, The Wire's War on the Drug War :

If asked to serve on a jury deliberating a violation of state 
or federal drug laws, we will vote to acquit, regardless of the 
evidence presented. Save for a prosecution in which acts of 
violence or intended violence are alleged, we will — to borrow 
Justice Harry Blackmun's manifesto against the death penalty 
— no longer tinker with the machinery of the drug war. No 
longer can we collaborate with a government that uses 
nonviolent drug offenses to fill prisons with its poorest, most 
damaged and most desperate citizens.

Amen to that....

January 31, 2011

Technically, the only two things you enjoy

From Toothpaste For Dinner:

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