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Originally posted by reptiliannogmar
Originally posted by Kandinsky
reply to post by reptiliannogmar
I'm no stranger to psilocybe...years ago. The thing is, these guys are 15 year old boys in the 1950s on a recce for the Naval Cadets. It's before Flower Power or recreational drug use...there's no suspicion that they'd been on a psychedelic trip.
Could have ate some amantia muscaria
Originally posted by 11I11
Great thread my friend. As a child i experienced a similar phenomenon with my friends... crawling through a hedge and entering what appeared to be another realm. When you are younger it doesnt seem odd, so you dont notice, however as you grow older you tell yourself it was just your imagination. sad really.
There is a street in my hometown of Liverpool's city centre called Bold street that has had lots of reports of timeslips:
Originally posted by Robbnn
I always enjoy time-slip stories even though I think time travel is impossible. Presuming the story is "true" as perceived by these boys, if not the mushroom or Ergot ingestion, then mold or gas that put them in suggestible state where they built the shared hallucination by talking each other through it and it became "real" to them.
As for the fellow with the time blank, my brother went through this all the time. He had epilepsy and more frustrating than the petit mal and grand mal seizures were the unnoticed ones, which started, left him functional, then ended and he'd forget everything in between. These were normally brought on by, yes, lightning storms or power surges.
Originally posted by Kandinsky
I know the place well and miss the Christian Bros selling cheap fruit near the top! Round Xmas 2002/3, there was a power-cut in the Berry Street/Bold Street area and it made Bold Street seem like it had gone back in time. The place seemed more magical and, for some reason, much quieter. That was back when the Cafe Tabac did a great breakfast!