I was somewhere in america I think, it was the summer time and me and a few friends were over there for some reason, playing a little football (that is to say "soccer") in a park where some american 18-19 y.o. high up in a sort of huge climbing frame that you'd get in a playground shouts out "LSD LSD" This is my cue, I thought to myself, this is LSD finding me. And he sold me about 200 tabs for 100 dollars. My only worry was getting it back to the UK. Now... could this mean that LSD is almost upon me? After waiting and searching and never getting and I've just quit weed which I think was destroying me. Now does that mean the Lucy will bestow her grace upon my front? I mean the old hippies always say, "You don't find acid, acid finds you!"
Nice. LSD could very much be upon you. Me, being a strong believer in the law of attraction, I will just keep telling myself I will have LSD come to me. It really does work. Acid finds me. So if I were to put more effort into finding it it shall be easy as 1 2 3 to find it.
i pray LSD finds its way to you. on the side note: i think bicycle day should be celebrated more festivally, where everyone with a willing soul to trip, no matter how rich or how poor, how wide or how thin, how tall or how short, no matter what region of this planet they reside in, should be given as many hits as it will take for them to trip. imagine how insane that would be. a day when everyone who wants to fry, frys. so when you are trippin on that day, you will know that all across the world people are trippin with you. -Tos
It does find you! It found me before I even knew what it is, but I was ready for it and it came. Actually, when I think about it, it always found me before I had a chance to look for it!
