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March 21, 2010


Stephen Allen Smalley

Tried LSD once for the first and only time, yellow blotter I think he called it, from a stranger at a Oakland Coliseum rock concert by Jethro Tull in 1978. Had already drunk a bottle of plum? wine just prior that evening, or probably would not have been open to taking it. I remember sitting in the aisle at the bottom of the steps as near to the stage as I could get. The music was like a wave emanating from the stage into the crowd, and I was amazed at how the response from the crowd seemed seamless with the music. It was like one movement. Totally fascinated with this and with a feeling of love fluid and palpable in the auditorium, I refused to listen very seriously to the repeated warnings of the security personnel who told me to return to my seat. Finally one or two of them grabbed me and hauled me out, smiling. I had been kicked out of my first full-fledged rock concert! I was surprisingly cool with the whole scene. A friend who I was supposed to be sitting with appeared on the inside of the glass window exterior and gestured his regret to me with the most forlorn face I ever remember seeing. I really could not relate to his feelings of sadness for me and thought it strange he would act that way. Next a young girl who was also outside became sick and threw up right beside me. She was immediately ashamed and disgusted at what she had done but I was engrossed by it and not revolted in the least, which was surprising to me even while it was happening. : )
This was only the beginning of a very interesting evening to say the least.


LSD is a spiritual doorway to demonic activity. It is what is Biblically known as sorcery.

When I used to use LSD, I knew that what was going on around me, that I could now clearly see and sense, was a spiritual realm that human eyes could not see.

The reason that some people have bad trips is bacause some that are doing them are being spoken to by the Holy Spirit of God, and as the Lord is speaking with them, they hear Him and are hyper convicted of what they are doing, that it is evil. T

hen there are those that are truly spiritually lost, they do not belong to God and they belong to the darkness, to the devil...
Those people enjoy the darkness of the evil that they see, which they are experiencing through this LSD window to the occult.

When I would be having a really bad trip,it was only after I would beg GOD for forgiveness during these trips, that I would very abruptly leave the LSD bad trip and knew that it was GOD delivering me from that evil!

I havent used LSD in 25 years. I highly recommend that if you are planning on using LSD, DON'T!!!

It is absolutely a doorway to evil!

(my name means Christ Bearer)

Michael Powers

Mr. Nesteroff, it's so great to see you back with a vengeance, turning out these irresistible articles again. I thought I knew everything in print about Cary Grant's LSD skull-frying, which most of his friends over the years seem to concur was the key reason he chose to retire at a point when he was still offered every role remotely appropriate, a situation more or less continuing to be the case for decades after his retirement. Cary Grant is an endlessly fascinating icon: generations of writers pictured him as the leading man in so many novels that it almost makes sense to assume it was the case in any given instance unless told otherwise, a memorable example being Raymond Chandler's Philip Marlowe (a role Grant refused to play, unfortunately). The issue of his supposed homosexuality would make a column in itself and I was happy to see that you ignored it in this article. After reading through the cottage industry of gay biographers and reading and talking with people who actually knew him personally, I strongly intuit that he was not gay (not, of course, that it makes any difference), partly because he denied it so vehemently, at one point successfully suing Chevy Chase over a joke Chase made on the peculiar Tom Snyder's weird talk show, partly because he favored nubile young women even into his 80s, but mostly because no one who really knew him seems to have thought so. One reads about him sharing a house for years with Randolph Scott (like James Stewart and Henry Fonda around the same time) then in the next sentence you hear of the place being routinely overrun by women.

The pristinely perfect topic recommendation for you, Kliph: Bob Hope's face, which was destroyed in a truly terrifying accident when he was young and reconstructed via 1920s surgery into the lantern-jawed ski-nose look with which we are so very familiar. At least one photo exists of a pre-accident Hope just starting out in show business, looking perfectly normal and resembling the post-accident version in a way that puts one in mind of cousins. Apparently understandably traumatized (they wouldn't give him a mirror in the hospital for weeks), Hope kept it his darkest secret until he found himself so relaxed on a superb Cavett appearance (the other Greatest Talk Show Host, along with Paar) that he mentioned it publicly for the first time, around 1972, then Timothy White rebroke the story in Rolling Stone Magazine around '81 or '82 in a stunning article entitled "The Road Not Taken" (the magazine's lowest seller of its time due to the cover picture of an aging Hope with golf clubs---substituting an archival shot of Hope in the '30s, preferably without his hair slicked back, would've certainly turned that right around and then some). Young journalist White would have doubtless been shocked at the time to learn that the infinitely older Hope would outlive him by decades. But when you're hitting the big one-oh-oh, you're bound to unexpectedly outlive whole telephone directories of acquaintances, I suppose. Hope's own private behavior was something, by the way, he seems to have lived like a rock star where women are concerned deep into the 1960s, while seeing his wife occasionally, quite similarly to his co-worker Crosby prior to Crosby's finally settling down with a shatteringly ravishing trophy girl thirty years his junior.

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Lee Coleman

I know this is a WAY old post but thought I should weigh in here as there seems to be a lot of negative backlash about LSD etc.

Psychedelics themselves aren't bad - it's what one does with them (intention) and how focused one is on the experience (consciousness, lets say).

I've done 'mescaline' several times in shamanic tradition, and it was extremely profound, and absolutely life-changing. There were a few people in our group that had more 'vision-oriented' experiences - i.e. don't the curtains look strange darling? But I liken that to this: it's like being given a Ferrari...and then someone points to an adjacent parking space, and says 'you can leave it there, thanks'. You have the most amazing resource at your fingertips...and if all you do is think that your nose feels funny - one might have slightly missed the point.

Actually, quite a bit of what Cary said in piece is hugely related to shamanism/hermeticism in general. The universe as whole and complete, everything having an at one we all are in despite of our ego need to be different and separate. Honestly I found his commentary quite surprisingly delightful - if he was able to make these essential discoveries largely unguided by a spiritualist of some sort it speaks volumes about the depth of his experiences.

Just my two cents.

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