Este tipo con pinta de malo hollywoodiense é o cráneo previlegiado que perpetrou o que (ás veces) é o meu libro favorito. Hoxe atopei por aí unha entrevista dos sesenta na que disertaba sobre a influencia do LSD na creatividade artística. Pareceume fascinante o derradeiro parágrafo. Cópiovolo:

While one is under the drug one has penetrating insights into the people around one, and also into one's own life. Many people get tremendous recalls of buried material. A process which may take six years of psychoanalysis happens in an hour -and considerably cheaper! And the experience can be very liberating and widening in other ways. It shows that the world one habitually lives in is merely a creation of this conventional, closely conditioned being which one is, and that there are quite other kinds of worlds outside. It's a very salutary thing to realize that the rather dull universe in which most of us spend most of our time is not the only universe there is. I think it's healthy that people should have this experience.

Aldous Huxley, nunha entrevista para The Paris Review en 1960 que retomaron en 1999 Michael Horowitz e Cynthia Palmer para Moksha: Aldous Huxley’s Classic Writings on Psychedelics and the Visionary Experience (Park Street Press).

...xa diciamos Armental e mais eu que non era tan fácil decidirse entre a pílula azul e a vermella.