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I'm getting a raging clue right now!
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Lol, "you're giving me such a clue!" "Let's follow it, it's pointing that way"
But my clue is pointing this way!
No point mentioning those bats, I thought. The poor bastard will see them soon enough.
The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon. Probably at the next gas station.
In my early years, I was offered ether once. And I've never seen nor heard from it since (granted, I never really tried to find it)... but it was probably one of the rarer substances I've crossed paths with
When I first read Fear and Loathing, that quote stuck out a bit for me. I could see it; how easy those depths could be found (and completely forgotten). I've done my fair share of Xanax-over-indulgence in the past, but even that didn't fully compare.
Xanax is over and done when you've lost yourself; there's no memory coming back. Ether keeps downing you while you're constantly coming back, and it becomes a hell of a rollercoaster. Like a fever-dream type thing — it is not something I could imagine publicly-indulging on... let alone, doing that while tripping, fucking hell!
So that quote rang a little true to me. I'd wager there really is nothing 'more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge', especially when compounding with other chemicals. I literally couldn't imagine... and kinda glad I never found out lol. God speed for anyone testing those waters
This is bat country!
We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.
