Don't Tell Me What To Do: A Spiritual Memoir
Just kill me now, LORD! I'd rather be dead than alive, because nothing I predicted is going to happen. – Jonah 4:3

What is micro dote acid?

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Lysergic acid diethylamide, abbreviated LSD or LSD-25, also known as lysergide (INN) and colloquially as acid, is a semisynthetic psychedelic drug of the ergoline family, well known for its psychological effects which can include altered thinking processes, closed and open eye visuals, synesthesia, an altered sense of time and spiritual experiences, as well as for its key role in 1960s counterculture. It is used mainly as an entheogen, recreational drug, and as an agent in psychedelic therapy. LSD is non-addictive, is not known to cause brain damage, and has extremely low toxicity relative to dose, although in rare cases adverse psychiatric reactions such as anxiety or delusions are possible.[3]
potent, with 20–30 µg (micrograms) being the threshold dose. New experiments with LSD have started in 2009 for the first time in 40 years.[7

Just about every street drug I've tried, but didn't like, I never tried again, which includes acid. Acid was the most psychotic and hallucinating drug I have ever experienced. Read the excerpt from my memoir to understand what I mean . . . .

I purchased a couple of sheets of micro-dot acid and drove over to Hampshire College, where I had recently met Miriam, an exotic-looking Latino woman from Spanish Harlem in New York.

When I knocked, she came to the door, surprised to see me. She was wearing a sheer, lavender negligée. Her long black hair, draped over her shoulders, shined like polished onyx. I stepped into her room, sat on the bed, paused and gazed at the curvy silhouette pressing against the negligee. I pulled out the sheets of acid.

“What is this stuff?”

“Acid.”

“What do we do with it?”

We cut out the dots into separate squares and sucked on them. We looked at each other for a few minutes. Within seconds, it seemed, I was s lightheaded. My body felt weightless. Everything in the room began to float around me. Miriam, glowing like an apparition, was laughing loudly. Her nipples grew larger, her face contorted as she grabbed hold of me, pulling me to her, tightly hugging me, then squeezing me between her arms. We began to make love. I felt as though I was splashing in warm water. Miriam’s murmurs rang and echoed in my ears.

Then she abruptly began to struggle against me, frantically pushing me up from her, now screaming obscenities as if she was afraid of me. Her violent reaction stunned me. My mind cleared for a moment. I tried to calm her down, to reassure her as she started to sob. I told her that “everything is okay,” although I wasn't sure of that myself. She loosened her grip, seeming to recognize me.

“Whew!” I said breathlessly. “You had me scared for a moment. Are you alright?”

“Yes, I think so,” she answered.

“I’m going to take a walk,” I said to her, hoping that the fresh air would clear my mind altogether. “Will you be okay for a few minutes? ”She nodded yes.

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"...I purchased a couple of sheets of micro-dot acid and drove over to Hampshire College, where I had recently met Miriam, an exotic-looking Latino woman from Spanish Harlem in New York. When I knocked, she came to the door, surprised to see me. She was wearing ..."
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"... person wearing the overalls was a young woman. As she walked closer to me, I just about panicked. I was still high from the acid. I wasn’t sure how I looked or if my words would come out twisted. She spoke first. “Oh, hello.” “Hi,” I said before I realized that the ..."
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"... I was about to leave, then remembered that I still had a sheet of acid in my shirt pocket. I thought of Miriam’s trip on acid, and my near disaster of imagining that I could fly. I’ll stick to smoking weed and snorting cocaine, I told myself. ..."
"... I left Hampshire College and went home to Kathy’s apartment. She was out attending classes. I sat in the recliner, savoring the comfort of the soft leather, leaning back, propping up my feet, quietly meditating for a few minutes while still coming down from the acid. This was my home for the moment. Kathy was good to me but I wasn’t sure I was good for her. ..."

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