Showing posts with label hallucinogenic drugs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hallucinogenic drugs. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

The Butthole Surfers Doing "American Woman"



I'm just posting this Canadian diss of my country and it's women because A) many American women do leave something to be desired these days B) Canada will always be a joke to us, and C) I definitely don't post enough Texas acid heads.

Friday, July 25, 2008

Obama Is A Trip

"The speech fed the illusion that we could solve our problems if only people mystically come together.

The great illusion of the 1990s was that we were entering an era of global convergence in which politics and power didn’t matter. What Obama offered in Berlin flowed right out of this mind-set. This was the end of history on acid."


-- David Brooks, finally getting sick of the NewAge "treacle" Barack Obama offers as substance, for the New York Times.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Sounds Like A Plan (On How To Waste Your Life)

"I met Ram Dass, my first spiritual teacher (above) in 1975 in New York when I was 23 years old, several weeks after completing the est training in Boston, which was several months after having spent one and a half years screaming my head off in Primal Therapy. I was desperately trying to cure myself of being me, a futile pursuit that would continue for three decades, and would take me all around the world to meet shamans, healers and gurus, stay in ashrams and monasteries, sit for long hours on meditation cushions, chant in foreign tongues, and live up to 40 days in primitive huts on solo retreat.

I experimented extensively with psychedelic drugs, ancient spiritual techniques and outrageous new ones. I was massaged, shiatsu-ed, and rolfed, took hundreds of consciousness workshops, human potential seminars, and self-improvement courses, sat with psychics, channels and tarot readers, experienced Primal, Gestalt, Bioenergetics, Object Relations, generic talk therapies and anti-depressants. And that's the short list. (The complete one gets embarrassing. Suffice it to say that it includes learning the Tush Push exercise in a Human Sexuality weekend — you don't want to know — as well as having an obese female therapist sit on my head at Esalen Institute, so I could re-experience being smothered by my mother.)"


Eliezer Sobel, a typically idiotic NewAge cultist, doing what comes naturally - and probably convincing as many other extremely gullible types as possible to do the same - courtesy of the Mystic Bourgeoisie



Tuesday, March 4, 2008