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have you ever drank an electrolyte solution a current was running through, or licked a battery? it's like battery soup. vaguely acidic, unpleasant burning sensation. your amylase surrounding the electrochemicals completes the circuit and shocks you, so you want to taste as little as possible.
cooked it's like gelatin or shark fin soup. monkey brain soup often purposefully undercooks itself so that it avoid resembling 'common dishes' like shark fin, though a correctly-cooked monkey brain tastes just like any other gelatin soup.
doesn't do anything if you're already experiencing an adrenal seizure, so idk.
"We can't stop here, this is bat country!"
he was writing at the time of synthetics, and being censored about the synthetic nature would have caused him to invent another samoan story to cover his editor's own censorship.
I vaguely remember talking to him about it at some point and he said it was synthetic, and that similar to bath salts (also a 70s invention) it was crap. could've been a between-raves bathtub hallucination; could have been a timeline I created in the bathtub out of explorative boredom then revised because that's not what I was in the tub for. I was trying to keep it cool until the next rave, normally, without timehopping.
the regular stuff isn't something you can really extract with a hook and cleaver setup tbh, but there were a few situations where people's cerebral vertebrae spinal fluid wound up in my mouth during a fight and something in there was kinda groovy. but again, it barely did anything. I was already experiencing what it would do; it felt good because the impure stuff from an outside source was bringing me down, and it just feels awful on its own. my body's experiments with refinement only reinforced this; the purer the (dilute) extraction I got from my hook alterations the more unhappy it made me feel. the more it made me feel weak and helpless. vulnerable. like someone could walk into my cell and beat me up because I was resting again, and I wouldn't be able to defend myself like it was a sleep paralysis dream.
I don't get the appeal of such drugs. I think that's what he was trying to write about; the helplessness adrenochrome made him feel and the sick fasciation with helplessness which defined the modern drug culture. Not psychonautica, but simple biological bondage. The exact opposite of exploration and freedom. A metaphor for the Murican Condition?
Couldn't tell you. I come from psychnautica. :-P
But what I have learned from drugs outside of that from being around others is that you're correct, it is about biological bondage and the physiological condition and limitations of being human, whatever being human even means. But that's also why I like Thompson, he wasn't afraid to explore and ask that kind of a question outside of one linear perspective. It's why I used to talk with other users from different worlds even though I never partook. The conversational value of the state and about their experiences was interesting and educational. Different people derrived different things from their states.