fiftieth anniversary of lsd. san francisco. 1015 folsom street. we
got there at ten. angie. trevor. erik. mark. rich. and i. robert
anton wilson was just finished speaking. the music came on. the lights
up. dancing. spinning mirrors. we found a place to sit. a man comes
on. intense. drama. speaking. with a video on the television and a
drone. music behind. he spoke of evangelising yourself. telepathy.
contact the mind of yourself a year from now. brainwash yourself
before someone else does it for you. anger. hatred. love. intense
emotion. intensity. speaking. screaming. and then it ended. more
music. dancing. next.
illusion of safety. images flash on a large screen behind. as guitars.
rip. synthesizers pound. pound. pound. a factory. with a large press
pounding. to the rhythm. hard industrial. as old sixties films play on
about communism. the bomb. nuclear attacks. moral degradation.
exploding mushroom. as the music plays on. angie. trevor. now speeding.
now tripping. pounding music. stop. dance. lights. waiting for crash
worship.
slowly. slowly it begins. the festival. crash worship. beethoven music
played in the background. a demonstration of fire. as a man lights
paper in his hands and plays with it. red lights flashing. frequencies
not meant to be seen. so much quicker than a strobe. and the world
moves. then. drums. a horn. the parade marches through. half naked.
covered in mud. and paint. drums playing. powder drops. ignites on the
ground. flashes. here. there. drums. and once again the dance begins.
as the parade progresses to stage. crash worship begins again.