Halle-freaking-lujah you put this out there. What a read. Your writing is entertaining, astute, fearless, incendiary. The story about the psychedelic researcher was especially poignant to me as a research assistant in neuroscience. Thank you for reporting back from the MAPS conference. New programs (and they ain't cheap) are popping up in my town so people can become "certified" sitters at the psychedelic clinics that will be opening up (but haven't yet). Part of me understands the importance of this role (hello Zendo at Burning Man), yet some of this feels a bit like a profiteering scheme. Hearing about all of the "community building" out on land for the program participants (weekend camp-outs with ecstatic dancing, fireside chats, breath work, yoga, eye-gazing, trust falls, singing circles, conscious micro-dosing, etc.) makes me wonder how all of this will actually translate to the reality on the streets, where so many lost souls are sleeping. Who are these clinics planning to serve? Will they be non-profits? The ketamine clinic here is very, very expensive!
As you clearly point out, we face some real challenges as a collective, but as long as there are souls willing to witness and speak as you are, there is yet hope! Deeply appreciate your effort here.
The worst people in the world with ever-growing access and control over the best drugs in existence… The story you share Jamie, appears sadly inevitable- but not entirely unavoidable. So what does one do with such knowledge and perspective?
1. Keep sharing your stories Jamie.
2. Let’s find ways to activate the courage center in humans who still believe in cardinal virtues.
3. Develop alternative incentive models that prioritize connection with other sentient life- Wellbeing economy alliance and material ecology design for the future seem like good starting points. Cheers!
Thanks for speaking to this Jamie. There are an increasing amount of blips playing out in this psychedelic renaissance that really make you consider what the long term positive effects of these substances really are. I see it around me. I see it in myself. Are we deceiving ourselves?
If the neurochemcial substrates for courage are a magical admixture of cortisol, adrenaline, dopamine, serotonin and oxytocin- what then could be the ignition point? Communal shared adversity?
As always... reading you is akin to listening to my own head these past many decades & my conclusions mesh exactly. However... must admit some ol green eyed devil thoughts... you are embedded at the primary level. I must gather all my data thru sources positioned there in so many disciplines. Sigh. And thank you.
sometimes feel like an accidental Tom Wolfe, embedded in the sceneiest of scenes, but unable to take off my editorial hat. Obliged to contextualize and comment, without devolving into snarky kiss-and-tell. Hope it's halfway helpful
You have no idea! Well. No. That's not true. Always well done & the hughly knowledgeable snarky rant is a favorite shorthand form--to read & write. Dont stop.
Your writing style as you report on this depressing development evokes the chorus from one of our most original psychedelic rock bands, “I may be going to Hell in a bucket, but at least I’m enjoying the ride.”
Halle-freaking-lujah you put this out there. What a read. Your writing is entertaining, astute, fearless, incendiary. The story about the psychedelic researcher was especially poignant to me as a research assistant in neuroscience. Thank you for reporting back from the MAPS conference. New programs (and they ain't cheap) are popping up in my town so people can become "certified" sitters at the psychedelic clinics that will be opening up (but haven't yet). Part of me understands the importance of this role (hello Zendo at Burning Man), yet some of this feels a bit like a profiteering scheme. Hearing about all of the "community building" out on land for the program participants (weekend camp-outs with ecstatic dancing, fireside chats, breath work, yoga, eye-gazing, trust falls, singing circles, conscious micro-dosing, etc.) makes me wonder how all of this will actually translate to the reality on the streets, where so many lost souls are sleeping. Who are these clinics planning to serve? Will they be non-profits? The ketamine clinic here is very, very expensive!
Amen!
As you clearly point out, we face some real challenges as a collective, but as long as there are souls willing to witness and speak as you are, there is yet hope! Deeply appreciate your effort here.
So many pertinent points, love the writing style and the insights. Please keep 'em coming!
on fire!
Yes, yes, yes. Big Picture made clear.
*APPLAUSE*
The worst people in the world with ever-growing access and control over the best drugs in existence… The story you share Jamie, appears sadly inevitable- but not entirely unavoidable. So what does one do with such knowledge and perspective?
1. Keep sharing your stories Jamie.
2. Let’s find ways to activate the courage center in humans who still believe in cardinal virtues.
3. Develop alternative incentive models that prioritize connection with other sentient life- Wellbeing economy alliance and material ecology design for the future seem like good starting points. Cheers!
ima all about #2. seems like without that, nothing much else happens in the thick of it
Thanks for speaking to this Jamie. There are an increasing amount of blips playing out in this psychedelic renaissance that really make you consider what the long term positive effects of these substances really are. I see it around me. I see it in myself. Are we deceiving ourselves?
On the bright side, patents, trademarks, and market control will be very difficult/impossible to impose on kingdom fungi.
Amazing. Thanks for the perspective and laughs.
Very good
If the neurochemcial substrates for courage are a magical admixture of cortisol, adrenaline, dopamine, serotonin and oxytocin- what then could be the ignition point? Communal shared adversity?
Thank you. Stellar reporting and echo the sentiments x
As always... reading you is akin to listening to my own head these past many decades & my conclusions mesh exactly. However... must admit some ol green eyed devil thoughts... you are embedded at the primary level. I must gather all my data thru sources positioned there in so many disciplines. Sigh. And thank you.
sometimes feel like an accidental Tom Wolfe, embedded in the sceneiest of scenes, but unable to take off my editorial hat. Obliged to contextualize and comment, without devolving into snarky kiss-and-tell. Hope it's halfway helpful
You have no idea! Well. No. That's not true. Always well done & the hughly knowledgeable snarky rant is a favorite shorthand form--to read & write. Dont stop.
Your writing style as you report on this depressing development evokes the chorus from one of our most original psychedelic rock bands, “I may be going to Hell in a bucket, but at least I’m enjoying the ride.”