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This remarkable, sometimes incoherent transcript
Illustrates a phantasmagoria
Of fear, terror, grief, exaltation
And finally, breakdown
Its highlights have been compressed on this recording
To make their own disquieting points

The time is 9:30 p.m.
One hour after the participants
Have eaten sugar cubes saturated with LSD
We hear Brian and his fellow travelers
Observing their gradual transformation

Brian has been amusing his friends
By chewing on some plastic flashbulbs

Brian's mood is gradually changing
He orders all of his friends into another room
Closes the door
He sits alone on the wooden floor
Visible only by the dim light shining from the bathroom
He talks to himself

The time is now 1 a.m.
Brian is unable to snap his fingers
And terminate the trip
Which continues

He sobs
As his joy turns to fear

Brian's rocky journey
Ended twelve hours after it so innocently have begun
He was shattered by it

This young man never had a bummer
In some 33 LSD trips
Every one of them was a delight
Everything under control
He needed only to snap his fingers
And down he came, any time
But on voyage 34, he finally met himself
Coming down an up staircase
And the encounter was crushing