practical pairings (pt 3) – doors of perception

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Paul let me into Steve’s home. Student accomodation, 9 boys sharing a kitchen and washrooms. Ewe. Steve was lying face-down on the hallway floor making a gurgling sound that could have been a variation on his normal giggling.

what’s wrong?

he’s stoned

drunk?

No, high

I laughed. Steve had already started without me. Our coursework was an experimental study of the effects of the Muller-Lyer illusion characteristics on visual perception.  Steve had clearly bypassed the constraints of the specific illusion, the visual sense and the experimental method. Steve had gone straight for an immersive qualitative experiential study through the doors of all perception.  You had to admire his rebellious,  innovative and hands on approach to his degree studies.

I’d heard about drugs, not taken any, not really interested in taking any. The opportunity to talk to someone while stoned was a first for me and very tempting. Our interviewing skills practical wasn’t due for a while, but a bit of up front practice could come in handy.  Happily I bounced over Steve’s twitching body, sat on the floor by his head and tried to attract his attention.  He garbled and giggled and gurgled, but nothing recognisable as a word, no phrases. I got bored of watching this body with all the control skills of baby.

when is he likely to be compus mentus?

I dont know

can you let him know I called and ask him to call for me when he’s got his marbles together

yeah

practical pairings (pt 3) – doors of perception
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  1. Madame Defarge writes:

    It’s been insightful reading this run of posts. I recall my uni chums and wonder why a) I ever hooked up with them and b) why I ever lost touch with them. It’s both wistful and bittersweet when I consider all those lost memories.

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  2. Happy Frog and I writes:

    I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t get on with most of the people I used to get on with at Uni. It is quite incredible how quickly people and perspectives can change.

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  3. wendy writes:

    It sounds like I may be very lucky. 5 of my facebook friends are people I met while studying (83 – 86), 3 of them I’ve visited in the last 5 years, those 3 are more special now than they were in the 1980’s and they were special then.

    I’ve exchanged a few emails with others, but like Happy frog, they seemed to have moved into places where we have no real spark of anything that would be a foundation for friendship now.

    Other people died. Aids took a noticable toll on my generation who were enjoying sexual freedom and exploration as young adults just before the 1986 Govt. awareness campaign. I’ve always considered myself lucky to have lived beyond my 30’s.

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