I explicitly DO NOT think I am cool. Mostly as of LSD I can not hear music that touches me anywhere without moving significantly. Oh and also, Random Access Memories. I’m at home now and I just did Contact full volume, pitch black room, strobe, full random flowing feels, hair down (that hangs at least a half foot below the bottom of my pectorals, which is, by the way, why I only wear it back at the moment.)
About LSD… Many people, including some certain friends, have a problem with the idea that LSD is mind changing. After one friend’s first few experiences he insisted that absolutely nothing felt new or different, even after without doubt in experiences with me, shared a witness to certain events that blew our minds so bad it downright scared us, not in a bad trip way. But I am 100% certain and confident it actually has a profound effect. All of my very self-reflective and insightful close friends were in agreement life had become new and blessedly manifesting. One friend, my best friend at the time, is remembered to have said something along the line, “I don’t know, but I feel just like I am living with a special gift.” So I really think case is closed on that, and I philosophically am influenced to the core without question by my experiences from those years. I have previously written on this blog about certain dreams that are evidence of such, a type of vivid dream that entrances you consciously with the sounds of sirens singing the order of life.
Oh and also, if you did not feel that way, that is most definitely not some indication you were actually already very enlightened. According to what I think is an old wise tale about LSD, that is known by large amounts of LSD not having any effect. Not saying people who do LSD are enlightened, it doesn’t work that way, but LSD enlightens.
And about Daft… They relate strongly to those years as well, because during the time of my first year in college, my reactions to hearing certain music during those experiences was to weeks on end being obsessed entirely with that artist, including at least one week where that artist is the one and only artist you listen to. Daft Punk was one of those. The jam-trance band The Disco Biscuits had performed an absolutely magic carpet of a cover of Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger and that was that. That process was also how I got into Phish, but more importantly how Umphrey’s McGhee became my favorite band.