THE THING THAT WOULD MAKE EVERYTHING OKAY FOREVER
Transcendence, Psychedelics, and Jesus Christ
ASHLEY LANDE
The Thing That Would Make Everything Okay Forever:
Transcendence, Psychedelics, and Jesus Christ
Copyright 2024 Ashley Lande
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“Thorn, you weaponed loveliness,” I called up to her. “If I knew what kind of person could distinguish reality from unreality, I would follow that person to the ends of the galaxy.”
—R. A. Lafferty, Annals of Klepsis
Jesus answered, “You say that I am a king. In fact, the reason I was born and came into the world is to testify to the truth. Everyone on the side of the truth listens to me.” “What is truth?” retorted Pilate.
CONTENTS
Chapter 1: The First Taste Is Free
Chapter 4: Glutting the Sensorium
Chapter 7: We’ve Got to Get Ourselves Back to the Garden
Chapter 8: With Gods Like This, Who Needs Demons?
Chapter 10: It Is Well with My Soul
Chapter 11: Tasting the Real Thing
The last time I ever tripped, I ate mushrooms I’d grown myself.
Like an anxious mother, I fretted over my spore jars, frequently checking the cabinet where they germinated in the secret dark until a web of snowy white began to crystallize against the glass. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the embryonic fungus proliferating like frost on a window: my manna. Mother Nature had provided.
I transferred the star-seeded soil to a Styrofoam cooler over which I hovered, checking every few hours, waiting for just the right time to harvest: when the mushrooms had grown an inch or two, their heads hooded like medieval monks and weaving toward the light on tender stalks, their caps poised to bloom into a gilled umbrella and drop an invisible rain of spores. I spread out my hands and blessed them with my scrambled patois of two-bit Sanskrit and new-age-inflected ...
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About The Thing that Would Make Everything Okay Forever: Transcendence, Psychedelics, and Jesus ChristFor years, psychedelics were my religion. All I ever wanted was The Thing That Would Make Everything Okay Forever, the panacea, the cure for what plagued me. From those first moments when I tasted the earthy pulp of a psilocybin mushroom, it was love. Psychedelics were my sacrament. They shot me into cathedral vaults. The promise of eternal life through chemicals glittered seductively, but hid a yawning abyss. The Thing That Would Make Everything Okay Forever tells my story of psychedelic devastation and spiritual rescue. It chronicles my trajectory from acid enthusiast to soul-weary druggie to psychedelic refugee. I finally found The Thing That Would Make Everything Okay Forever—in the last place I thought to look. |
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