Three days later he replicated the experience and took the most famous bicycle ride in history. April 19th, 1943 will always be remembered as the great "Scrooge experience." Ghosts of the Past, Present and Future appeared, along with, coincidentally that very day, occurence of the Warsaw Ghetto Uprising (the first serious resistance against the Nazis).
A doctor, during a conference in the late '60s I can't exactly recall, got up and said: "I've never taken LSD, but it has changed my life completely."
The sum of LSD's effects are equal to the positive emotions and thoughts that occur immediately in such an experiment -- plus their resonances, reverberations, ripples and rhythm -- minus the negative side of all this. My feeling is that the positive side greatly outweighs the negative side, and I'm grateful and glad it was distributed in my lifetime.
Richard Alpert (a.k.a. Ram Dass) says that all he has done since 1961 may well have been the working out of his first trip.
A man in his 80s, who had been an atheist all his life, began to have doubts. Abram Hoffer, one of the great early investigators of LSD, took him on a trip in which he reaffirmed his atheism, and was later said to have died happily.
Stanley August Owsley III favors mainly eating cow's meat and drinking their blood, and doesn't touch a vegetable (even broccoli). He, however, as one of the great alchemists of the 20th century, assisted by his girlfriend, Melissa, turned a significant proportion of what are now middle-aged folks into vegetarians. This is one of the few clear cases where the exception actually "proved the rule."
The largest acid tab I ever saw was at least 3/4" in diameter. A decade or so later I took a speck of it with five close friends. We lay beside each other for about six or eight hours without anyone saying anything. The ball (residue of a tabbing operation) had gotten down to about 1/4" in diameter at that time. I was very impressed with its staying power.
Timothy Leary was once asked, "I can understand why you might want to do this once or twice, maybe even a bit more -- but why do you want to do it all the time?" Timothy cupped his ear, having been more hard of hearing earlier, and asked, "I didn't fully get that. Were you talking about sex? Or drugs?"
A friend, tripping on acid, was -- coincidentally! -- interrupted by a call from his mom. Feeling warm and responsive, he explained he was on LSD. "That's all right, dear, as long as you don't smoke any of that marijuana stuff."
