Beautiful and fresh.

The best flavour by far!

Every time I fall asleep to this CD, I wake up in a cold sweat.

This is the movie that introduced me to Woody Allen, and I’ve never looked back (in a non-neurotic way) since.

Pretty exciting, engaging, and detailed Science Fiction book. I liked it, and want to read the next installment, but this is a book made for anyone who want to start a brand new Sci-Fi epic series, and nothing less.

The story is great. That’s all I can say.

I never did drugs. I was in a private Christian High School watching the metaphorical grass grow. I never even drank a beer.

I read this book in 1 day on a Saturday. I soared past all normalities. It was a ride of madness, not medication. Breaking through, not breaking down. Soaring into new, but old, skyways, not just “getting high”.

With no preconceptions, this book did not change my view of drugs or alcohol at all. I was straight-edge and thought they were all mind numbing escapisms from a dissatisfying world that needs to be explored and conquered by all, on a individual basis (especially the Hunter S. Thompsons of the world). But the era of this book is what came through. Where both paradigms met, most unnaturally (as evident by “all the hippies you see now days”), and yet with all the energy of a new Ten Commandments for a generation hungry for social progress more than a Moral or Power change of it’s peers.

There is a quote toward the end of this book about the death of the hippie era, which is one of the most beautiful literary phrases I’ve ever read. And that is Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. The documented DEATH OF THE 60s, the BIRTH of a new disillusionment in America’s youth, artists, and dreamers. Things were never meant to be so easy, complicated, or anything too serious really.

...or maybe that’s just the Peyote talking.

It’s a paradigm-shifting book. Not in a personal or spiritual sense, so much as, in expanding the limits of what a book can put across. It is famously the “auto-biographical” book of Philip K. Dick that documents his growing paranoia/insanity/spiritual revelations?, but these elements are really only the unfamiliar pillars at the base of a temple in a foreign land. And the temple itself I dare not try to put across, but rather I will say, “As an initiate unto the world of VALIS, I have seen both my greatest hopes and deepest fears realized in the mind of another, and the liberation I have found therein, has been as Juliet was the Sun to Romeo. And this is a Sun that will never set.”