Peyote Story by Roseman (6 results)

Soft cover. Condition: Very Good. 93 pages. Minor edge wear, pressure bend to the book parallel to the spine. Text clean.

paperback. Condition: Very Good. Minor shelf wear, binding tight, pages clean and unmarked. With underground LSD use came underground manufacture. The first recorded underground LSD laboratory was set up by Bernard Roseman in 1962. Roseman, who now lives in seclusion in Oregon, was later arrested for allegedly attempting to smuggle 62,000 doses of LSD.Excerpt from The Peyote Story; The only mind that strayed from the meeting was my own. The resounding drum thundered throughout my being. I could not distinguish the hogan from the interior of my own skull. I drifted further away from the meeting until I was completely unaware of sounds or the presence of others. I walked over to a huge velvet curtain and as I touched it, it slowly parted? On the other side a magnificent world sprang up. This world was sprinkled with little shining crystals, and the absolute silence lent itself to a silent song that continued without an apparent end. Little droplets of pure molten silver were falling from the heavens, and each blending of non-existent sound had blended to become the purest light. Each sight in this most magnificent of worlds represented infinite perfection. A sharp knife-like distinction separated each spectacle from all others. All about were the most perfect cogs, too perfect to be known in my everyday world. These cogs were spinning in opposing direction to one another, with no other purpose than BEING. The universe was enclosed in a huge round dome and contained millions of replicas of the same world, each representing a different plane of consciousness. These worlds were forever missing each other by inches; and as I mentally moved them up a degree where they met and formed the one complete world, the state of perfect order became. I laughed at my former prejudices and what I had considered to be sin in myself and others. I saw all this as being my own manifestations, and only my considering it sin had made it so. I was living in a timeless pulsation that bridged the gap between all barriers. I reached many eternities, and felt akin with infinity. At long last I knew the relation all things had for one another! All objects seemed to be complete in themselves; as I searched the depth of an object I would see many worlds buried in it. And as I examined each world, I saw that each had objects of its own which were seen as worlds and objects endlessly. Everything had a new interest for me, for everything was continuously in flux, and each new thing became newer than it was the instant before. All my senses merged and acted as one as they caressed and encompassed everything they perceived. A thousand sense feelings closed in upon me, stirring up within waves of climaxes that kept sending my mind to even greater, undreamed-of heights. The beginning was forgotten and no end was in sight. I had arrived back to the place of my origin. As each mystery exposed its true nature to me, each revelation was accompanied by vast explosions of vibratory color, flowing liquid blending perfectly together to form a sea of radiant beauty. A consummation of me, my purpose and creator unfolded and seethed to further heights undreamed of; a tremendous upsurge of blissful emotion poured its intention into a tiny shell that expanded larger and larger. It reached its unbearable breaking point, and then release as the shell burst and a huge burning white flower grew bigger and bigger at a slow unceasing rate; the petals reached out to their fullest extreme, and then closed at the same unceasing rate, to rest? I continued to float in this heaven of satisfaction and contentment for an immeasurable time. Then far off in the distance I heard a thunderous sound which vibrated my world of infinite color; the sound became louder, and I was wisked backwards through the velvet curtain of confusion once again. As I returned to the hogan I saw myself as a huge magnet and all my worldly emotions and attachments as being small iron shavings and at the instant of returning these shavings sprang up, charging in on me, until I was once again a victim of sense objects and emotions. I reluctantly opened my eyes and saw the Indians across from me still singing and chanting. Tears formed in my eyes and I realized the world that someday awaits my return. A peace descended over me that I was heretofore not familiar with, and I recognized it as being the peace that descends when life transcends to death. I looked about me and felt more Indian than white as I was carried along in the rhythm of the chants as we gave our combined thanks to Pioniyo.

Softcover. Condition: Near Fine. 93pp; Covers clean & bright, text unmarked, binding is tight, Near Fine condition. Related news clipping laid in. Scarce, vintage guide to the hallucinogenic use of peyote. Illustrated with drawings.

8° - 94 S. OKtn., 1 Ecke l. best., ordentl. Exemplar, ohne Einträge. Sprache: Englisch 277 gr.

Staple Bound. Condition: Good. book has light wear to ends of spine and corners, mild wear to staple binding, mild to moderate smudges/toning to back cover- some light creases to back corner, some ink bleedto cover, page 26 has slight staining to top edge- a bit onto otherw pages, otherwise in solid bright shape. on the line of very good and good, please feel free to inquire for photos,

softcover. oop scarce.