22 August 2008 - 12:16“But I would not feel so all alone…Everybody must”…read this book!

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Today’s title is brought to you by the classic Bob Dylan song ‘Rainy Day Women, 12 & 35′…

I know that this’ll be a difficult pill to swallow (pun intended), but apparently the government believes that drugs are bad. In the event that you are not prepared to believe this, I have provided a recent government report of said topic.

Let me preface what I’m about to say with the subtle disclaimer: BOOKHOUND IS NOT CONDONING THE USE OF DRUGS.

That said, I want to engage you all in convivial discussion about the possibility (I believe, probability), that artistically, much good has come from the ‘assistance’ of various mediums.

Take for instance:

Baudelaire, Burroughs, Carrol

Clinton (whatever- he still smoked it)

Dali, Doyle, Edison, Freud, Gates (as in, William. He too, had some college days), Hoffman, Huxley

I still have quite a bit of alphabet to go- but you see the point. (here is the full list). So I present to you William James. His works in general ask much of the reader insofar as to insist that the very logic that is utilized by the majority of us, is in fact- wrong. A bold move for anyone. Certainly, this wasn’t a man who was out to placate the populous.

They say that alcohol is the truth serum, something to loosen one up, make it easier to ‘mingle’. Imagine then, the boldness that must come from copious amounts of nitrous oxide- one of many ‘tools’ that James was know to employ. For anyone who has ever questioned the nature of things- this is your book. James didn’t just want to check out the grass on the other side of the fence- he wanted to tear the thing down.

Varieties of Religious Experience

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