I was born in 1962. This meant that I was just beginning to become concious during the hippie era. I heard my mother go on about the horrors of LSD, and I wanted to know what it was, and how can you tell that someone is a person who takes it. Somehow I internalized that a person on LSD assumed the appearance of the swirly rainbows that one sees in an oil slick on top of a puddle in a parking lot. And that people who looked like this left trails behind them of colored light as they walked. I looked and looked to find people on LSD but never did find any. Not a one. Oh, well.
A childhood belief about drugs
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that there was a person in the mirror who looked exactly like meAnon
- My mom said she had eyes in the back of her head. I looked and looked, but never found them.Anon
- At about age 7 I thought one could see the people running around on a map, if one looked hard enough.— Adam Smith
- I used to believe that which ever way you looked it was north, never understood how people got lost :-S— Simon
- I thought that asylum seekers were people who were mad and wanted to find an asylum.— Little Penguin
- I used to believe that I was the only person who had my name, and that no two people could have the same name.— Rebecca