Locked Sagan Thread
Posted: 09 Mar 2010, 21:27
Can someone please explain why my thread about Carl Sagan was locked. It didn't break any rules, and I had a lot more to say about the subject. I don't like having to start new threads about every little thing as some other posters do. Is it the way I express my ideas? Because that's how I talk and express myself naturally.
And I didn't even begin to talk about his pot use.
Apparently, he smoked a lot more marijuana than we knew. Here's the whole essay.
http://www.marijuana-uses.com/essays/002.html
I can remember the night that I suddenly realized what it was like to be crazy, or nights when my feelings and perceptions were of a religious nature. I had a very accurate sense that these feelings and perceptions, written down casually, would not stand the usual critical scrutiny that is my stock in trade as a scientist. If I find in the morning a message from myself the night before informing me that there is a world around us which we barely sense, or that we can become one with the universe, or even that certain politicians are desperately frightened men, I may tend to disbelieve; but when I'm high I know about this disbelief. And so I have a tape in which I exhort myself to take such remarks seriously. I say 'Listen closely, you sonofabitch of the morning! This stuff is real!'
Interesting, huh?
And I didn't even begin to talk about his pot use.
Apparently, he smoked a lot more marijuana than we knew. Here's the whole essay.
http://www.marijuana-uses.com/essays/002.html
I can remember the night that I suddenly realized what it was like to be crazy, or nights when my feelings and perceptions were of a religious nature. I had a very accurate sense that these feelings and perceptions, written down casually, would not stand the usual critical scrutiny that is my stock in trade as a scientist. If I find in the morning a message from myself the night before informing me that there is a world around us which we barely sense, or that we can become one with the universe, or even that certain politicians are desperately frightened men, I may tend to disbelieve; but when I'm high I know about this disbelief. And so I have a tape in which I exhort myself to take such remarks seriously. I say 'Listen closely, you sonofabitch of the morning! This stuff is real!'
Interesting, huh?