Courage, Demi, as you recover.
Do not feel ashamed.

William James, not only our greatest American philosopher, but a hell of a psychologist too, experimented with nitrous. Here is what he says in his classic Varieties of Religious Experience:
I myself made some observations on . . .
nitrous oxide intoxication, and reported them in print.
One conclusion was forced upon my mind at that time,
and my impression of its truth has ever since remained unshaken.
It is that our normal waking consciousness, rational consciousness as we call it,
is but one special type of consciousness, whilst all about it, parted from it by the filmiest of screens, there lie potential forms of consciousness
entirely different.

This experience, which in James's words involved
"the strongest emotion" he had ever had,
remained with him throughout his life.
In 1882 he first described his experiments
with the drug;
in 1898 he published an article titled "Consciousness Under Nitrous Oxide"
in the Psychological Review ;
in 1902 he recounted the experience in his greatest work,
The Varieties of Religious Experience ;
and in 1910, in the last essay he completed,
he implied that nitrous oxide had had an abiding influence
on his thinking.
When he took nitrous oxide, he was for all intents and purposes a religious mystic.
("Thought deeper than speech!" he wrote while on the drug.
"Oh my God, oh God, oh God!")
Nitrous oxide was the passport that allowed James
to see religion from the believer's perspective,
traveling between the worlds of science and faith.
He wrote some stuff while high. Later it all seemed drivel, once he was sober.
Here is some of it:
What's mistake but a kind of take?
What's nausea but a kind of -ausea?
Sober, drunk, -unk , astonishment. . . .
Agreement--disagreement!!
Emotion--motion!!! . . .
Reconciliation of opposites; sober, drunk, all the same!
Good and evil reconciled in a laugh!
It escapes, it escapes!
But--
What escapes, WHAT escapes?
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He admitted he was no mystic, because he had to reach his
insights artificially.

(For James, these alternate forms of consciousness
were accessible only by way of artificial intoxicants.
Others, he hypothesized,
were able to reach them without the aid of drugs:
in his view the great religious mystics,
and certain mystical philosophers including Hegel,
were "unusually susceptible" to these extraordinary forms of consciousness.
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Damn straight!
As a philosopher kinda guy, I adore Wm. James, with his Pragmatism, which was severely misunderstood and made into a motto for this nation. If these new fangled so called pragmatists only knew what mr. james thought of them, they would shrink in embarrassment.
Well, probably not . They would have brought up his drug use, to defame his ass.

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The moral flabbiness born of the exclusive worship of the bitch-goddess SUCCESS.
That — with the squalid cash interpretation
put on the word success — is our national disease.
Letter written to H.G. Wells, September 11th, 1906. 95 yrs before sept eleventh……………….
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Most people live, whether physically, intellectually or morally,
in a very restricted circle of their potential being.
They make use of a very small portion
of their possible consciousness,
and of their soul's resources
in general, much like a man
who, out of his whole
bodily organism
, should get into a habit
of using and moving only his little finger.
Great emergencies and crises show us how much greater
our vital resources are than we had supposed.
§ Letter To W. Lutoslawski (1906-05-06)
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Why, why do we seek these highs?
Do not dare to tell me it is for escape, it is from weakness.
(this philosophy is a money maker indeed...endless futile therapy sessions in which all mystical knowledge is downgraded
to
pathology.
unacceptable.)
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it's a tired old cliche of a quote, from Mr. Blake,
but i will throw it at you anyway:
" If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
§ A Memorable Fancy
§ the marriage of heaven &hell...
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Big Pharm , folks, is looking into the EndoCannibinoid system.
The endocannabinoid system refers to a group of neuromodulatory lipids and their receptors that are involved in a variety of physiological processes including appetite, pain-sensation, mood, and memory; it mediates the psychoactive effects of cannabis and, broadly speaking, includes:
- The endogenous arachidonate-based lipids, anandamide (N-arachidonoylethanolamide, AEA) and 2-arachidonoylglycerol (2-AG); these are known as "endocannabinoids" and are physiological ligands for the cannabinoid receptors. Endocannabinoids are all eicosanoids. [1]
- The enzymes that synthesize and degrade the endocannabinoids, such as fatty acid amide hydrolase or monoacylglycerol lipase.
- The cannabinoid receptors CB1 and CB2, two G protein-coupled receptors that are located in the central and peripheral nervous systems.
The endocannabinoid system has been studied using genetic and pharmacological methods. These studies have revealed that cannabinoids act as neuromodulators[2][3][4] for a variety of physiological processes, including motor learning,[5]synaptic plasticity,[6]appetite,[7] and pain sensation.[8]


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"Whip it good."
Still, there's a reason the '60s were fueled by LSD, not nitrous oxide.
of illegal drugs. horror stories abound in the
straight world.
reality is, what, now?
by the particularity that u are.
DREW, lsd is synthetic.
we ought to concentrate
on the natural stuff...
for..political reasons..
The total possible consciousness may be split into parts which co-exist but mutually ignore each other.
Ch. 8
Consciousness, then, does not appear to itself chopped up in bits...A 'river' or a 'stream' are the metaphors by which it is most naturally described. In talking of it hereafter, let us call it the stream of thought, of consciousness, or of subjective life.
Ch. 9
I'd rather return to childhood forms and start coiling that swing seat around and around and around and hop on for the whirl....that high would at least last longer.
It was Platonic.
She always fled.
She go `heehaw.
Counsel Americans.
Discipline 3- year old.
I know one who ask:
`
"You have any candy?"
Then - "I love Pa Pa."
Again - "Get me candy."
*
I ask him this - "Lewis?"
He butters up - adore.
He stair me down`gin.
He says if I ask him . . .
`
"Are you a good goof?"
"You a good boy today?"
"Did you read any blogs?"
Lewis say " I'm a happy boy."
Then - "Go get me some candy!"
I ask . . "Are you good or bad boy?"
He say ..
"If you buy candy I am happy boy."
I used to wonder how my acid thoughts would interpret
to "sobriety."
Always an education 'ere Emmerling
? "I'd rather return to childhood forms and start coiling"
i do that everyday, access little jimmy, still there,
suffocated and buried by the
experience big jim has had.
he is a stalwart companion, a force that will never die,
my child, me. i am now loving father to him.
It wasn't the whip its.
It was the Red Bull.
That shit can kill you.
child psychiatrist with a interest in mystical Easter thought, I can fit the bill.
Platonic loves love to flee. The old injunction of
I f ya love em, set em free, is the key.
They always return, in some form.
candy is a mighty stimulus to knowledge and morality.
I am now channeling little jimmy, re candy..
Big jim: what would u like most in this world?
Little: oh maybe a snickers or a tootsie roll or, both?
Both?
Yeh.
No, not both. Choose.
Ok, uh, well, maybe reeses’s pieces?
Oh good choice!
Why? U like em?
Heck yeh.
Well then ok I will get them and I will give u some!!!!
You are a good boy.
Well, yeah. I am. I try my bestest.
Boy!
Yeah?
Have you heard of such things as misery, doubt, treachery, and tomfoolery?
No what are they?
Listen, as we buy our reeseses, to me, yes?
Of course!
These things they will give you. The adults. Do you like adults?
Mostly but they are pretty stupid.
I am a lot older than u and I agree.
Wow!
Does this mean, jimmy, you must not listen to adults?
No sir! But..i gotta take em with a grain of salt.
Right!
Ok!
Yummmmmmmmm.candy
a teacher. a principal!
i gotta honor the old man.
They were trying to mix booze with caffeine & power stuff here in Ct,
But we outlawed it!
A relationship with her schoolboy friend Aster Cushion (or whatever his name is).
Nitrous oxide ... the dentist gave me some and I didn't feel any difference at all. What does that say about me, dear doctor?
in a very restricted circle of their potential being." How true.
But Wm james will help u thru it…(for he fell short of religion, mysticism)
When all is said and done,
we are in the end absolutely dependent on the universe;
and into sacrifices and surrenders of some sort,
deliberately looked at and accepted,
we are drawn and pressed
as into our only permanent positions of repose.
Repose, I like that. Not permanent tho>>>>>>>>
Now in those states of mind which fall short of religion,
the surrender is submitted to as an imposition of necessity,
and the sacrifice is undergone
at the very best without complaint.
Complaining gets ya nowhere.
. Religion thus makes easy and felicitous
what in any case is necessary;
and if it be the only agency
that can accomplish this result,
its vital importance as a human faculty stands vindicated beyond dispute.
It becomes an essential organ of our life, performing a function which no other portion of our nature can so successfully fulfill.
Yay.
Somehow, I get the sneaking damn suspicion that the RELIGIOUS IDIOTS have stolen my religion, which I do not have any of.
As Dylan sings, “I practice a faith long forgotten…………”
MARGARET: artificiality has no meaning except once you have exited the subjective reality.
Subjective reality is real.
Sniff glue, smoke pot,
Whatever..i do not recommend it, but if u do, what is IN YOUR MIND
IS REAL.
REALER THAN THIS PHANTASMIC WORLD.
Of course we should all be natural mystics. But…it is a hard thing to do. Too many distractions from hell, which projects itself across our tv and computer screens with promises of something better than simple being. Satan says, you need this. Whether it is a new tv or a new attitude of “take no prisoners tough bitchiness” or just the reliable repose of sexual intercourse…the devil’s message is MORE MORE MORE.
RATED!
Chicken: that is indeed its name, in the profane world. It tends to show u the absurdity of our ideas about being, non-being, existence, teleology, etc. also it gets a tooth out without the excruciating numbed pain I felt on novacaine, related to cocaine…ouch.
I told her in my piece to stop smoking the patchouli and get rid of the kid.. Nothing will be finer than a few cheeseburgers in a diner when she feels better to..
HUGGGGGGGG
http://crabbygolightly.com/mt/2012/01/was_demi_moore_smoking_synthet.html#more
It scares me to think about what our government is "experimenting" with...
Very interesting post. I read William James a few years back and was very impressed.
I am on a metaphysical cloud of doubt
doubty cloud of faulty reasoning
I am a bricoleur
a patron of bricolage
I am indulging my fancy for this line of work
as I collect my Social Security
and Medicare
before they figure out how to take it away
I wish they paid for facelifts
so I could loose the keen sense of expression I have on mine
and look more like Demi
and the women I met at the Sausalito Women's club
"Whip it goo"
Mee too
rated with love
Having said all that, I have a duty to the readers to let them know that Ashton had nothing to do with Demi's misfortune. The question remains why did James M. Emmerling dump Demi Moore? Well said, Maestro. R
Whipped cream, whipped dream, whip extreme, demizine.