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I’m dig­ging my new blog very much!

Ain’t it shiny? Don’t you just want to lick it?

If you do, I’ll charge you extra. This media whore don’t come cheap!

I espe­cially like my new ban­ner. Actu­ally it’s my first and only ban­ner. Ok, so I’m not a ban­ner expert. I still dig it anyway!

My younger brother designed it based on my rather loose spec­i­fi­ca­tions. He did the whole site actu­ally and could do yours too, for a mod­est, yet afford­able fee. Con­tact me for details.

The new site uses some­thing called Word Press, which seems like one pow­er­ful moth­er­fucker of a sys­tem. I don’t think I even know half of what it does yet. It’s a brand new world for me!

I spent most of Thurs­day mon­ged out of my skull on those Pur­ple Ohms and to be hon­est, I can’t say I enjoyed it. The expe­ri­ence has put me off piper­azines and LSA, which is a nat­ural pre­cur­sor of LSD.

For starters, I maxed out the dose, because my expe­ri­ence with these herbal highs is such that to get any­where, you need to take as much as they rec­om­mend pos­si­ble. Maybe that wasn’t wise, but fuck it, it was my birth­day and the pack­age promised “a shroom like expe­ri­ence.” Bullshit!

The speed­ier, piper­azine, BZP, or TMMP aspects of it were as described pre­vi­ously, a bit speedy, slightly euphoric and pleas­ant enough, so I think what dis­agreed with me was the LSA con­tain­ing Argryria Ner­vosa. I could be wrong.

Basi­cally, it lasted for hours and the trip­pi­ness wasn’t pleas­ant, it was that anx­ious, rest­less sort of feel­ing that you get from acid cut with too much speed. I didn’t really enjoy it at all.

When Mrs. H got home from work, I had to have a nap, or at least lie in the dark for a cou­ple of hours. She was not impressed to say the least.

I wouldn’t clas­sify it as a “bad trip” but def­i­nitely an unpleas­ant expe­ri­ence that I do not plan on repeat­ing. I get the feel­ing that a lot of these new herbal highs are just a mix of any old legal sub­stance that makes you feel some­thing and not a well-balanced mix of ingre­di­ents that yield a fan­tas­tic time.

Per­haps these new legal highs are still in their infancy and the real arti­sans of the indus­try haven’t cre­ated any­thing ideal yet. At least they are trying.

This lit­tle episode has made me realise just how good magic mush­rooms were and what a tragedy it is that the British gov­ern­ment took them away from us for no good rea­son other than to be seen to be leg­is­lat­ing morality.

My beloved shrooms were safe, reli­able and fun. You knew exactly what you were get­ting and if you were dosage aware, just how strong your trip would be. They were gen­tle on the sys­tem, with a grad­ual come up, com­fort­able peak and relaxed come-down. They were all nat­ural, unprocessed and cheap. Up until last July, you could buy them from a choice of rep­utable retail­ers, online or on the high street.

I miss shrooms quite a bit and noth­ing that’s come along since even comes close. I’m sure if I put my mind to it, I could track some down now, but I don’t want to. They’re “Class A” and I’d rather not mess with that.

No, what I would like is for this gov­ern­ment to do a U-turn. What I’d like to see is some Euro­pean Court over­turn the law! What I’d like is for shrooms to come back, fresh, legal and avail­able to grown-up, respon­si­ble hip­pies like me!

But I live in the real world and that’s just not going to hap­pen, is it?

Instead, peo­ple are going to keep look­ing for that next big thing. And you know what, that next big thing might be far worse than shrooms and it wouldn’t have come on the mar­ket if shrooms were still available!

Accord­ing to a recent report I saw on SKY NEWS, in this coun­try alone, the legal high mar­ket is in the region of 10 mil­lion pounds per year! That’s a shit­load of money; it’s a mas­sive mar­ket and I pre­dict it will expand in the com­ing years in ways none of us can imagine!

And yes, I’ll be here to test drive these new sub­stances for you! Maybe I’ll find one even bet­ter than shrooms!

Some­how I doubt that too!

Hello and wel­come to my brand new, all singing, all danc­ing, shiny new blog!

Dig it, fuckers!

I’m the northlon­don­hippy, the “biggest inter­net celebrity you’ve never heard of”, but not for much longer!

The relaunch of my blog is just the first step in my world wide web dom­i­na­tion! I’ve got big plan to take over the world and your life.

Just leave every­thing to the hippy and all will be very cool!

I’m not new to blog­ging, far from it. I’ve been at this for nearly 2 years and over 400 posts. So what?

So I ain’t no fuck­ing ama­teur, you get me? I know a thing or two about blogging.

I also know a lot about sex, drugs, rock & roll and life, but more on that later.

My OLD BLOG is no more. I’ve stopped writ­ing there and from today onwards, all of my new posts will go onto this brand spank­ing new page, designed and admin­is­tered by my younger brother.

I’d like to take this oppor­tu­nity to thank Blog­ger for pro­vid­ing me a host and home for nearly 2 years. It’s not that I don’t love Blog­ger, because of course, I do, but we’ve grown apart recently.

We’ve gone in dif­fer­ent direc­tions, we’re just not the same blog­ger and host/interface we used to be. We’re part­ing as friends, we’ll stay in touch and my archive will always be on Blog­ger as a reminder of days gone by.

If my clever younger brother has his way, my archive will also be imported into this blog. Groovy! You can get down with the old hippy and brush up on your hippy history!

You see, I’m the hippy you all adore…
Because I am a com­plete media whore!
Read a bit of my blog and you’ll play into my hands
Because I’ll con­vert you all into hippyfans!

You see, I’m liv­ing that hippy life so you don’t have to! Imag­ine all the money I save you on drugs and whores! I’m doing you a real favour here!

That’s true you know, in every­thing I do, I’m doing it just for you!

This hippy is all about truth and I’ll never lie to you. Some of the truths I’ll share won’t be pretty, about myself, about our world, about everything!

Here’s a truth for you: Today is my birth­day! No shit, fuck­ers! I hold noth­ing back!

So it is some­what appro­pri­ate that my hippy rebirth is hap­pen­ing on the same day as my 43rd birthday.

Yep, I’m forty-fucking-three years old! And I bet you thought you stum­bled upon some teenager’s blog. Well, think again, fuckers!

My arrested ado­les­cence con­tin­ues unabated. I’m the Id to every­one else’s Super-ego! I’m the great cor­rup­tor and prince of all things fun! I say and do all the things you wish you could!

And I get away with it!

Would you like to know how I’m going to spend my birth­day today? Of course you would!

Well, I’m off from work today. I’m actu­ally off quite a bit, prob­a­bly more than I’m actu­ally work­ing. I work shifts, mainly overnight and that helps me to live my wild and wacky lifestyle.

It’s nearly 10am on a Thurs­day; I’m not even dressed. I’m smok­ing a juicy, skunky spliff and it’s not my first this morn­ing. In around an hour, I’m going to start tak­ing PURPLE OHMS, which are one of a new class of legal highs, based on nat­ural ingre­di­ents. After that, I hope to be off my face for the remain­der of the day.

This, my first blog entry in my brand new blog, will be the only pro­duc­tive thing I accom­plish all god­damn day! And not only am I not ashamed of this, I’m actu­ally quite proud!

I work damn hard and damn often, I also put a lot of time into out­side projects that I’m writing!

You see, my view is sim­ple; you can’t be labelled a fail­ure if you’re still try­ing! Though I’m a middle-aged nobody, I haven’t given up on doing some­thing really cool with my life.

I’ve already done lots of cool things; my career so far has been pep­pered with cool­ness. If I told you what I did for a liv­ing, you would think it was cool, but it’s not cool enough!

I’ve got books inside me, fea­ture films, tv series, you name it. Just gimme some money and I’ll show you what this hippy can do!

In the mean time, I’ll just keep qui­etly plug­ging along. For a con­firmed drug addict, I work far more than you would expect. I’m wasted, but I’m no waster!

Today’s my birth­day, I’m enti­tled to be unapolo­get­i­cally self-indulgent!

Even the UK gov­ern­ment is down with the hippy today and are pro­vid­ing me with a lit­tle birth­day gift!

The home sec­re­tary, Charles Clark is to announce that after review­ing the sit­u­a­tion, cannabis (this hippy’s favourite sub­stance) is to remain a “Class C” drug! This is good news! Read it RIGHT HERE!

But not great news, no; great news would be that it was legal! In my dreams! Maybe yours too!

So happy birth­day to me! Wel­come to my new blog! Dig it, fuckers!

It’s Mon­day morn­ing, and I could have used a bit more sleep really, espe­cially con­sid­er­ing the day I have ahead of me today. I’m not unrested, but I could have ben­e­fit­ted from sleep­ing later. I went to bed at about 2am last night, set my alarm for noon, but woke up at 8am. Don’t know why, well maybe I do.

The Israelis killed Sheik Yassin with a mis­sile. He was the spir­i­tual leader of Hamas. He was in jail for many years, but released a few years ago when the peace process in the mideast appeared to be mov­ing for­ward. His death today is going to have a very seri­ous effect on the sta­bil­ity of the region. Expect major retal­i­a­tion and revenge against Israeli for this, they’re say­ing Ariel Sharon per­son­ally approved the oper­a­tion. I’m not going to argue whether they were right to assas­i­nate him or not, it really doesn’t mat­ter. Now that he is dead, there’s going to to be a whole new level of shit there. I’m watch­ing live cov­er­age of a huge his funeral in Gaza right now — show­ing tens of thou­sands of very angry peo­ple. It’s not going to take long before it all kicks off.

I spent the day off my face on magic mush­rooms yes­ter­day. I’ve men­tioned them before as it is a fairly recent hobby of mine. If you check my very first blog entry, there are sev­eral links to sites you may wish to visit for more infor­ma­tion. They have been used by peo­ple for thou­sands of years and have a very strong effect.

I’ve taken acid a cou­ple of times and I have to say I much pre­fer magic mush­rooms. They are nat­ural, eas­ier on your sys­tem and there is no real come­down. From what I have read, you would need to con­sume your own weight in shrooms for them to be toxic, so phys­i­cally they are fairly safe, as long as you know what you are taking.

I’ve never picked them in the wild and wouldn’t know how to spot them any­way. All the shrooms I have had were farmed, either in Hol­land or here in the UK. You can order them on the net, many head­shops sell them, the mar­kets in Cam­den and Por­to­bello road also have stalls which sell them.

I pur­chased a grow kit a few weeks ago to pro­duce my own. It’s amaz­ingly sim­ply, you just take the lid off the take-away style con­tainer, put it some­place slightly warm and spray it with water twice a day. The shrooms grow very quickly, I’m nearly fin­ished with my third flush in as many weeks.

In their fresh and nat­ural state, the mush­rooms are 100% legal, the com­pa­nies who sell them had this point clari­ifed by the Home Office in writ­ing. They become a class “A” sub­stance when you inten­tion­ally dry them, so its best to keep them fresh.

They are also more potent when they are fresh, though you have to con­sume a fair bit to get the really wild effects. I took a rea­son­ably large dose on Sun­day, but at this point I am quite expe­ri­enced and know what to expect.

I always make sure I am in a safe, secure place when I trip on shrooms, phys­i­cally and men­tally. Evy­thing that needs doing around the house gets done before I start. I’ve recently dis­cov­ered that it is more enjoy­able to trip dur­ing day­light hours, as the nat­ural light makes things look bet­ter, so I ingested the shrooms at about 2pm.

As I hate the taste, I threw the shrooms into my blender with some juice and turned it into smoothie. It tasted absolutely foul, but I man­aged to gulp it down quickly. Then I sat down and smoked a spliff.

Peo­ple can some­times feel a bit of nau­sea when they eat shrooms, but this passes quickly and a joint at this stage helps min­i­mize this feel­ing. Within about 15 min­utes, I could feel them begin to kick in. Like any drug expe­ri­ence, it is a bit hard to describe, but I will try.

At first, it is almost a bit speedy, like you just had ten cups of espresso. You start to feel happy, almost euphoric, some­thing def­i­nitely changes in your brain. Within about 30 min­utes, the visual effects begin. It starts with per­ceiv­ing light dif­fer­ently, you may notice a sud­den increase in bright­ness on the edges of your vision, as if some­one was shin­ing a torch at you. Colours increase in bright­ness and inte­sity, your vision becomes sharper and more crisp. At this point, you might also notice things mov­ing or breath­ing slightly. Pat­terns begin to emerge in the tex­tures of fab­ric, my cat’s fur breathes as well.

Now, what’s hap­pen­ing in your brain is that the drug is mak­ing your neural synapses fire a bit quicker, mean­ing your brain is receiv­ing more infor­ma­tion than is really there, its almost a state of hyper-reality. Your mind can race, flit­ting from one topic to another. I find myself try­ing to not think, and just expe­ri­ence what’s going on around me.

Music takes on a dis­tinctly dif­fer­ent qual­ity, sound­ing crisper, fuller with more seper­a­tion between the indi­vid­ual tracks. You may expe­ri­ence sound as a phys­i­cal sen­sa­tion. It it really a lovely feeling.

Once I am peak­ing, I like to lose myself in music video chan­nels. When you dis­cover a new song or video while under the influ­ence of shrooms, it can amaz­ing, yes­ter­day was no excep­tion. I heard sev­eral songs for the first time, which really impressed me.

The first was from a band I’ve never heard of before, called Ras­mus. The song, enti­tled “In The Shad­ows” is a hard-edged, rock-pop song and very catchy. The video is an expen­sive, well directed piece, and is sure to grab your atten­tion. I don’t know any­thing about the band, but keep an eye out, I expect it to sell well.

The next one I dis­cov­ered is the lat­est sin­gle from N.E.R.D, called “She Wants to Move” and it blew my mind. I’ve read about N.E.R.D before, but never really paid atten­tion. This song rocks! It’s got a great fusion of beats, funny, nasty lyrics and some wicked gui­tar. I am down with these guys, I could do busi­ness with them! I’m down­load­ing, I mean pur­chas­ing this one from my local high street retailer today!

The third song that grabbed me is the lat­est offer­ing from Out­kast. I’ve had the Speakerbox/The Love Below for some­time, and I have been hooked on Dre3000’s disc. “Hey Ya” is as close to per­fec­tion as a sin­gle gets. I hadn’t really given Big Boi’s side that much time, but I heard “The Way You Move” prop­erly and was blown away. The horns are very retro, 70s, Earth, Wind and Fire style and it is a very smooth slick sound. It’s another win­nder. Those Out­kast guys are very tal­ented, they first caught my atten­tion with Stanko­nia a cou­ple of years ago. It deserves all the acclaim its received.

The other gen­eral obser­va­tion I came away with yes­ter­day after watch­ing sev­eral straight hours of music videos is that they want every­one to be a cool black guy, pimp daddy. Every video seems to be show­ing me that all the cool black guys have all the fun. This is hard to explain, but if you watch, a com­mon theme emerges from all these videos. They say, “I’m a cool black guy, I’m rich, I know how to dance, I know how to party. All the sexy, hot­ties want to get down with me. If you pay atten­tion, I can show you how, just like this. Break it down!” Watch a bit, you will see what I mean.

Any­way, that was my day on Sun­day, totally mon­ged off my face on strong magic mush­rooms. Its not for every­one, but I surely do like it!

Believe it or not, I have a job inter­view today. A real one, for some free­lance work with a very large cor­po­ra­tion. I’m try­ing not to be ner­vous, but the fact is, this is the first real inter­view I’ve had since I left my last job. Yikes!

It’s going to be infor­mal, I am meet­ing the guy for a cof­fee this after­noon. I’ve been in touch with him for nearly six months, wait­ing for an open­ing. Finally, last week, he told me there was the chance of loads of work with him. I am very encour­aged by this, but not count­ing my chick­ens just yet.

I still don’t know when the job might start, what the hours will be, how many days a month I will get, and how much it will pay. Its a senior posi­tion, so the money should be decent and the hours shouldn’t be too bad. I’m hop­ing that it will be full-time or fairly close to that, as I really need some money.

I’m going to have to wrap this up now, I’ve to go try on my suit and see if it still fits. This hippy doesn’t dress-up very often and its a very long time since I’ve worn it. If it doesn’t fit, I’m going to have to make a quick run up to the high street and hope to find some­thing in my size.

Stay cool, stay groovy, ride the vibe.