It's not me, it's the drugs talkingThey make you do stupid stuff and say stupid stuff. Drugs ROCK! Old-time B3ta person Fraser says, "I remember turning to a flatmate once, after getting stoned and sitting through an episode of Casualty, and proclaiming "Wow! Those actors are *so* talented!". And really meaning it."
What do you regret doing under the influence?
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chthonic, Thu 15 Dec 2005, 11:19)
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really, really wierd coincidence...also, while I remember, at the same festie I've posted twice about, I ended up staying in this blokes bus, 'cause I had nowhere else to sleep and he was kind. On the last day of the festival, this woman was wondering around giving away her last acid tabs, 'cause the police were patrolling the perimeter - too scared to come in but picking people off and searching them as they left. She ended up sitting with me and him - all off our faces on her acid and talking bollocks.
A few months later, I become a Christian, and two months after that I'm at some church do in Southampton, and who should I bump into, but the bus bloke, who'd aslo become a Christian.
Then, six months or so after that, in Torquay at a meeting when this woman comes up to talk about the dangers of drug addiction. As she was talking, I kept wondering where on earth I knew her from, till I realised she was the drug dealer.
In the space of three months, the three of us had gone from dropping acid around a bonfire and evading the police to proper full on born again Christians. Did God just look down and say "want them ones"? Or did we, in our acid fuelled wierdness, all hit on some deep and meaningful truth that took us all in the same direction? Who knows?
(, Thu 15 Dec 2005, 16:08, Reply)
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