The Kundalini Trip; Part Two

Natures Finest Acid, Direct from the Source

(Continued from Part One.)

Nobody needed to know the plan; the first thought was to arrange a trip to the Antipodes for Mother’s birthday and whoops — accident on the stopover — so my body could be sent back to the local cemetery for the children’s sake.

O to speed where there is space enough and air enough at last! -Walt Whitman, One Hour to Madness and…