[Ibogaine] implications for the long-lasting actions of the anti-addictio...
ptpeet at nyc.rr.com
Sun Oct 15 22:35:55 EDT 2006
you make the choices Randy, remember.
Believe me, I can empathize with your feelings (as I imagine most of us here
can in some way[s] or other[s]) of fear and the need for a soothing release,
one that opiates can and do offer.
But will you honestly be happier using them? And how long are we soothed
when we do use (or rather, abuse)?
Best thoughts for you and your mom. She's very good people.
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The American non-dream is precisely a move to wipe
the dream out of existence.
The dream is a spontaneous happening and
therefore dangerous to a control system set up by
William S. Burroughs
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----- Original Message -----
From: BiscuitBoy714 at aol.com
To: ibogaine at mindvox.com
Sent: Sunday, October 15, 2006 9:30 AM
Subject: Re: [Ibogaine] implications for the long-lasting actions of the
In a message dated 10/15/2006 9:04:55 A.M. Eastern Standard Time,
ptpeet at nyc.rr.com writes:
I honestly believe that not everyone is supposed to not be using- and under
our current system, sometimes the only safe way to continue "using"
opiate-like substances is to take methadone, so more power to them.
I also believe that something like ibogaine should be available to those who
decide they want off or out from under the addictive effects of opiates.
But I think I'm merely stating the ultra-obvious with this email.
Well Preston I think you know I agree with you. This morning I wish I had
some methadone. I don't want to be addicted but I sure wish I could get that
feeling of all is well I got from my 'done. My Mom got rushed to the
hospital last night. It looks like it's her pancreas. They're doing tests
right now and I guess we'll hear something in a little while but I'm scared.
My mind is going 1000 miles an hour. I didn't get to see her before she
left, I got up at 6:30 like always and she was gone with Boyd to the
hospital in Hudson so I'm freaking out pretty much. I don't know if I'll
ever be able to deal with life without thinking of, much less not doing
drugs to deal with bad feelings. I just realized I had a big shooting dope
dream last night too. It just now hit me. Needles with broken points that I
sharpened, using other peoples fits without being able to clean them out
good, all kinds of scary shit. Heroin, oxy's and at one point there was a
big jar full of hydrocodone that I just put water in and used a great big
needle to pull it up with. This is freaking me out. Why did I dream this? I
didn't know my Mom was sick then. God give me strength. I'm so worried about
my Mom I'm shaking. Randy
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