Trippy Books

The doors of perception by Aldous Huxley. I initially read it because of the Jim Morrison connection - whew, even in the relative stability of retrospection its a malstrom of ideas.

DarthD3vl said:

I've stolen books. at one time it was the only way I could get them.

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I would be outraged as an American citizen if I was denied the ability to extend my knowledge based on my socioeconomic status... oh wait...

DarthD3vl said:

shit they let you read the books there, you never have to buy anything, same with barnes and noble. I read diary of a drug fiend sitting in the middle of an aisle... and dont get me started on george cervantes books or greg green or any of the other pot grow books...

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Diary of a Drug Fiend is one of my favorites. I love the works of Crowley.

Was just looking around and found something quite unexpected.

Anything by Aldous Huxley should be quite trippy; I've only read his "Brave New World" and that was a while ago. Then of course there is Phillip K Dick (A Scanner Darkly, anyone?).

That's all fiction, though. In order to be really trippy there needs to be that possibility that what is being said is or was actual.

DMT Spirit Molecule I began reading quite a while ago and never ended up finishing. But, anyone interested in psychedelics and how they relate to spirituality should find it interesting and it isn't incomprehensible for your average person (it's always good to read things more than once, anyways).

Aldous Huxley was another associate of Timothy Leary and Richard Alpert. Per my understanding Huxley was integral in obtaining the LSD from Sandoz laboratories that would be used in their 'experiments' from 1963-1967. When Richard Alpert (the jew) went to India in 1967 he brought LSD with him. He met another American in India, Bhagavan Das, who eventually led him to guru Neem Karoli Baba (aka Maharaj-ji).

"In 1967 when I first came to India, I brought with me a supply of LSD, hoping to find someone who might understand more about these substances than we did in the West.
When I had met Maharajji (Neem Karoli Baba), after some days the thought had crossed my mind that he would be a perfect person to ask. The next day after having that thought, I was called to him and he asked me immediately, "Do you have a question?"
Of course, being before him was such a powerful experience that I had completely forgotten the question I had had in my mind the night before.
So I looked stupid and said, "No, Maharajji, I have no question."He appeared irritated and said, "Where is the medicine?"

I was confused but Bhagavan Dass suggested, " Maybe he means the LSD." I asked and Maharajji nodded. The bottle of LSD was in the car and I was sent to fetch it.When I returned I emptied the vial of pills into my hand. In addition to the LSD there were a number of other pills for this and that--diarrhea, fever, a sleeping pill, and so forth. He asked about each of these. He asked if they gave powers. I didn't understand at the time and thought that by "powers" perhaps he meant physical strength. I said, "No." Later, of course, I came to understand that the word he had used, "siddhis," means psychic powers. Then he held out his hand for the LSD. I put one pill on his palm. Each of these pills was about three hundred micrograms of very pure LSD--a solid dose for an adult. He beckoned for more, so I put a second pill in his hand--six hundred micrograms. Again he beckoned and I added yet another, making the total dosage nine hundred micrograms--certainly not a dose for beginners. Then he threw all the pills into his mouth. My reaction was one of shock mixed with fascination of a social scientist eager to see what would happen.

He allowed me to stay for an hour-- and nothing happened. Nothing whatsoever.

He just laughed at me.

The whole thing had happened very fast and unexpectedly. When I returned to the United States in 1968 I told many people about this acid feat. But there had remained in me a gnawing doubt that perhaps he had been putting me on and had thrown the pills over his shoulder or palmed them, because I hadn't actually seen them go into his mouth.

Three years later, when I was back in India, he asked me one day, "Did you give me medicine when you were in India last time?"

"Yes."

"Did I take it?" he asked. ( Ah, there was my doubt made manifest!)

"I think you did."

"What happened?

"Nothing."

"Oh! Jao!" and he sent me off for the evening.

The next morning I was called over to the porch in front of his room, where he sat in the mornings on a tucket. He asked, "Have you got any more of that medicine?"

It just so happened that I was carrying a small supply of LSD for "just in case," and this was obviously it. "Yes."

"Get it," he said.

So I did. In the bottle were five pills of three hundredmicrograms each. One of the pills was broken. I placed them on my palm and held them out to him. He took the four unbroken pills. Then, one by one, very obviously and very deliberately, he placed each one in his mouth and swallowed it-- another unspoken thought of mine now answered.

As soon as he had swallowed the last one, he asked, "Can I take water?"

"Yes."

"Hot or cold?"

"It doesn't matter."

He started yelling for water and drank a cup when it was brought.

Then he asked," How long will it take to act?"

"Anywhere from twenty minutes to an hour."

He called for an older man, a long -time devotee who had a watch, and Maharajji held the man's wrist, often pulling it up to him to peer at the watch.

Then he asked," Will it make me crazy?"

That seemed so bizarre to me that I could only go along with what seemed to be a gag.

So I said, "Probably."

And then we waited. After some time he pulled the blanket over his face, and when he came out after a moment his eyes were rolling and his mouth was ajar and he looked totally mad. I got upset. What was happening? Had I misjudged his powers? After all, he was an old man (though how old I had no idea), and I had let him take twelve hundred micrograms. Maybe last time he had thrown them away and then he read my mind and was trying to prove to me he could do it, not realizing how strong the "medicine" really was. Guilt and anxiety poured through me. But when I looked at him again he was perfectly normal and looking at the watch.

At the end of an hour it was obvious nothing had happened. His reactions had been a total put-on. And then he asked, "Have you got anything stronger?" I didn't. Then he said, "These medicines were used in Kulu Valley long ago. But yogis have lost that knowledge. They were used with fasting. Nobody knows now. To take them with no effect, your mind must be firmly fixed on God. Others would be afraid to take. Many saints would not take this." And he left it at that.

When I asked him if I should take LSD again, he said, "It should not be taken in a hot climate. If you are in a place that is cool and peaceful, and you are alone and your mind is turned toward God, then you may take the yogi medicine."

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ha, nice post nullis! Is that quote from a book? If so which book?

This book: Still life with woodpeckers.

By far the most bizzare wierdo book I've ever read. It has the most ate up story line, and if I read it baked my mind would just fryyyy.. Speaking of, Im digging that thing back out right the fuck now

House of Leaves by Danielewski is a pretty interesting read.

cartman said:

ha, nice post nullis! Is that quote from a book? If so which book?

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I do believe that quote is from Miracle of Love by Ram Dass.

heir proctor said:

House of Leaves by Danielewski is a pretty interesting read.

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how do you read that? lol like a puzzle book or something?

It certainly can be puzzling haha. It's very ergodic. The text starts off relatively normal, kinda jumps between a few different view points but each view point has a unique font which makes it easy. Then, starting at page 200 it becomes like what you see in the picture. There is a lot of flipping back and forth between pages as many paragraphs start on one page and finish on another. At first your like "What the FUCK!!!" but after a few pages you kinda see the pattern. Still takes a LONG ass time to read though. It gets even crazier too. A good bit of it is in German, there are English translations in the back. Some pages are blank save one word, others have just a single line of music, tons of poems, pictures, etc. I remember one page was in fucking braille!!

Interesting plot though. Definitely recommend it.

Here is a link to a good pdf download for it if anyone's interested. Would be really hard to actually read it without hurting your neck with so many upside down words, but you can get a feel for it.

http://www.mediafire.com/?dozthom4mz2

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woahhhh i have not seen this thread hrmm idk if these were mentioned but this is what im brining to the table...

Puffer might have read these already.


First off is my book of books maybe cliche but god is it beautiful in essence.

Ultimate Hitchhikers Guide To the Galaxy

This is what my copy looks like


and my 2nd runner up

The Abarat Series



A MUST READ ! Clive Barker Illustrates as he goes along in the story every detail paid attention to.

heres a sneak peak my fav character Christopher Carrion

All time winner: RANT by Chuck Phalanuik: Author of Fight Club!

And Hichhikers guide to the galexy has to be one of the funnniest books i have ever read. I literally laugh out loud every time I read it.

My fiance is a huge Phalanuik fanatic

I'm resurrecting this thread, although I have a feeling it will be in vain as no one seems to read books anymore! I would love to see some contributions from you though Puffer Fish. I know you must have some interesting literature.

Some things I've read so far this summer:

The Penguin Dictionary of Curious and Interesting Numbers, by David Wells



This book is about number theory and it's pretty neat. It's like a dictionary of numbers instead of words. If you are interested in mathematics, I recommend checking this one out.


Be Here Now, by Ram Das



I think a lot of you are familiar with this one already. It's sort of a staple in any psychonaut's library. It describes the transformation of Dr. Richard Alpert into Baba Ram Dass. This first part details Alpert's studies as a psychologist and his work with Leary in the field of psychedelics. The next part is a collection of metaphysical aphorisms. The book has a lot of pictures which makes it all even better.


Finally, Godel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid, by Douglas Hofstadter



This is another book that deals with math and science, but in a very unique way. It uses the drawings of M. C. Escher and the music of J. S. Bach to illuminate Godel's Theorem. It also touches on topics such as zen koans, thinking anthills, and the genetic code. Between each chapter is a Platonic dialogue in which the characters argue over questions like "Which contains more information - a record, or the phonograph which plays it?" Each dialogue is different and one can be read either forward or backward. This book is so cool, highly recommended.


So what tripyy/neat/thought provoking books have you all been reading?

you sir are not alone i read... OFTEN its good to do so !