Tuesday, August 29, 2006
The Power of Suggestion
Since nothing interesting happens in my life any more, I present you with a story from the past that I was reminded of today.
I went to college in Buffalo. Buffalo is a boring depressing place where the biggest passtime is usually getting drunk or high to forget you are in Buffalo. Well, during my senior year one of my roommates bought a magazine. Harper’s Journal of all things. The cover story was about opium and had this article by a guy that became addicted to home made opium tea. Well the magazine sat on the coffee table for weeks and everyone in the house read it, repeatedly, and was of course intrigued.
One lazy snowy saturday I was sitting around watching tv with one of my roommates. The magazine had been taunting us for weeks.. finally we decided, hell, lets try it! So off to the supermarket we went. We purchased several ounces of poppy seeds, a spice grinder, and some coffee filters. When we got home we went about making or tea. We ground up the seeds in the spice grinder.. boiled them for like 20 minutes, and then strained the liquid throguh the coffee filters.
We both had a cup of tea and waited to see what would happen. After about 15 minutes of ‘do you feel anything?’s we finally decided that yes, we did feel anything, and it was goood. So we sat there for about an hour watching cartoons and generalyl feeling very high and spaced out. Then our third roommate, the one who had purchased the magazine, came home. He could tell pretty quickly that something odd was going on by the way we were acting. So we explained to him that we made the tea. His first question was ‘where did you get dried poppies?’. We explained that we didnt use poppies, we just got the seeds.
Well.. he urged us to read the article again, paying closer attention to the part about making the tea… specifcially the part where you dispose of the seeds first since they contain no opium.
And that is the story of the time I did (not do) opium, but got high anyway.




