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A friend of mine who's done quite a lot of acid said something interesting to me the other day. He said he came to the conclusion that taking acid was really just having a small trip inside a big trip. That struck a chord with me. So I'd probably just have to say, to spend the rest of "my life" drugged up on something, it would have to be life.
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Next time you say "I have nothing in common with this person," remember that you have a great deal in common: A few years from now - two years or seventy years, it doesn't make much difference - both of you will have become rotting corpses, then piles of dust, then nothing at all.
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