April 20th, 2013


Day 1: So what is it that mushrooms actually do?

So I had to work really hard not to cry when Sasha Shulgin came in. The man has been so deeply instrumental in so many positive things, not only in my life but the lives of multitudes of other people, and he was recognised with a standing ovation. I didn't expect to be so moved.

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Last night, was Japanese with dragonvyxn and her lovely wee family (cutest baby ever!). Tonight, it's sushi in the city with TAFKARF. I am so cosmopolitan.

I'll sleep when I get back to Unzud, right?

Also, the marketplace is more hippie than academia, although the bookshop is quite big and well patronised. Not by me, yet, I got distracted looking at the ayahuasca art (some of which is actually very good). But the number of people getting smudged, massaged, third eye hypnotised (I made that up), and gonged while meditating (I didn't make that up) is a bit overwhelming. The gonging especially makes it hard to have a conversation in the conversation area. But I will persist.

There are also hippie clothes, a climbing frame, and a lot of shops selling the sort of thing you'd normally expect to see at festivals, but pricier and with new-age healing paraphernalia scattered around. I don't mean to be disparaging, but that stuff makes me uncomfortable. I know that some alternative therapies are effective (like, you know, psilocybin and MDMA), but I can't help but feel that some of that stuff is quackery and I don't want to be aligned with it. I'm also not cool with the idea that everyone needs healing on some level. It's too close to the 'everyone needs meds' culture that seems to be pervasive in the USA. Gah. It's hard to explain. But I won't be buying any Pots O Sacred Urbs to bring home to fix my existential angst, you know?