Psychedelic Bump XXXIV

yeah, i can't wait for my annual summer camping trip with my brother. it's gonna be harder to schedule than it has been in previous years. he lives across the country now.

and i'm anxiously awaiting a music festival or two this summer as well.

 

CALIFORNIA (Ann Shulgin) --
via ShulginResearch.org

Dear People,

First, my apology (yet again) for the long silence. I’ve been dealing with pain control for months, due to a bad left hip joint which can’t be dealt with by surgery, and –- as many of you know – pain tends to diminish energy, and writing takes energy. Things are gradually improving, with the help of good doctoring by Dr. Paul Abramson, and here I am.

It’s not just because I’m feeling better that I’m communicating with you today; it seems to me that the full story of Sasha’s health has to be shared with you right now, since all of you have – miraculously – helped to keep him safe and well cared for at home, and you deserve to know what has developed within the last few months.

You know Sasha has mild dementia, which means that he talks and laughs and creates marvelous puns, but can’t remember what he had for breakfast, or even that he actually had a breakfast. He remembers old friends, but can’t easily remember the names of his care-people, who have been with him for over a year. It is because of the dementia that I have not told him what I am now telling you, which is that he has recently been diagnosed as having liver cancer. It is absolutely painless, thank God, and we hope it’ll continue to be so. He has lost a lot of weight and is beginning to weaken, but the girls keep him exercised and walking so that he can visit his favorite Starbucks and interact with the group of nice elders who gather there every day.

We have the help of Hospice, which is wonderful. There isn’t much, yet, for them to do except take his vital signs once a week, but they are there when and if we need them.

If Sasha were mentally clear and able to understand fully what the situation is, I wouldn’t hesitate to tell him, but as it is, he would take in the information and forget most of it, but the images and fears would be there when he woke in the morning and he would spend a lot of time wondering what was wrong and why he felt anxious, and we would spend all this precious time with him trying to explain over and over again and reassuring him and wishing we’d kept quiet and allowed him to enjoy these months. After all, he is happy most of the time, and I want him to remain happy. He will be 89 years old in June, and we will celebrate his long and fruitful and loving life with all our hearts and he will remain at peace.

I thank all of you, yet again, for having helped us so much during these past years, and believe me when I tell you that we are grateful for every five dollar bill (and there have been many) as well as every one hundred dollar bill. Not many people have such friends and such compassionate and caring acquaintances, and so many people expressing gratitude at the end of their lives. Thank you.

Blessings -- Ann

Sasha Shulgin, c/o Transform Press
PO Box 13675
Berkeley, CA . 94712

 

He is a very special man. The psychedelic community owes him allot. I know I have had many good experiences from his chemicals and benefited from his knowledge.

 

Could the dementia and liver cancer be related to his wide range of "RC" use over the years? Which was mainly oral administration which would go through your liver, no?

 

painting a friend and i collaborated on a few days ago while on "acid". this is the second time we have done this "acid" which i am not so sure is the real thing. on 3/16" square flintstone tabs. very bitter slightly numbing little bit minty taste. definitely potent!!! 2 and 1/4 tabs had me absolutely destroyed. seeing straight through my hand, hearing images, "seeing colors for the first time"

 

i was thinking the same thing, but remember...he is 89 years old. it's not like he got cancer when he was 40 or 50. we all have to die from something. but i'm not saying his drug experiments didn't contribute either.

sounds like NBOMe, if you didn't already know. "very" bitter is not LSD. and "numbing" is a hallmark of NBOMe blotters. they are usually potent because NBOMe is cheap. be careful taking multiple hits...it can kill you. for real

 

I think that possible exposure to chemicals such as Dichloromethane and other reagents may of slipped into Sasha over the years, or maybe during his careless youthful years, and not adhering to safe chemical handling. After all he is a chemist.

 

or it could be that he is 88 years old..

 

I would say this is the most likely reason. Sure it is possible that some drug he took or handled contributed to it. But at the age he is at there are many people who never did those things who have the same problems.

 

Although he worked with lots of chemicals for which we do not know long term effects, dementia is common at his age, as is cancer.

And even at 40-50 we see plenty of cancers. Men start yearly prostate exams at 50 for example.

Growing old really sucks hard.

 

I went pretty loony for a few days after an Mxe binge last week, be careful with heavy disassociative use.


I'm trying to get back in shape, been feeling better already these past few days and limit my drug use.

 

"they" recommend you get your first at age 40

 

Thanks for posting that letter orison. He's always meant a lot to me. Sad to see him going but it's okay knowing it's just his time. I will never forget such an important and genuine man!

 

It's life, my friend. It's good until it's not and if that happens, you do your time the best you can. I'm glad I'm growing old.

 

"it is a privilege denied to many"

 

Doesn't always go this way, but as "they" say: "The older, the wiser".

 

i like that, been there..

 

:sultan:

 

http://www.laweekly.com/westcoastsound/2014/05/23/woman-tasered-at-lightning-in-a-bottle

Crazy...