it's full of stars

henry get off the phone off the phone off the phone

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Forest floor! [source]


Forest floor!

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Someone’s leaving ice dicks around a park in Portland. 

Update: The ice dicks have toy prizes inside of them. 

This is Portland’s version of the hidden cash guy. Ice Dicks. With toys inside.


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I’m not a player, I just crush a lot.

Man crush: Harrison Ford.

From Indiana Jones to John Book, the ever memorable Han Solo, to Rick Deckard, and his portrayal of Linus Larrabee.  Heart eye emojis for this heartthrob.

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June 17, 2014 at 10:39am
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Pink Floyd - Pow R. Toc H.

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Epic Illustrated #10 (“Heart and Steel” - Epic Comics - February 1982)
Writer/Illustrator: Kaze Shinobu


Epic Illustrated #10 (“Heart and Steel” - Epic Comics - February 1982)

Writer/Illustrator: Kaze Shinobu

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June 15, 2014 at 6:16pm
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Paul’s first LSD trip with John was on March, 21, 1967. During the recording of the song “Getting Better” John accidentally took LSD. After he noticed that something was wrong he let George Martin know that he wasn’t feeling well and he couldn’t concentrate. George and Paul were aware of the situation, but George Martin wasn’t. He really thought that John was just feeling ill so he took him to the roof in Abbey Road. As soon as Paul and George knew what was going on they went up to get John. That night Paul decided to take John home (Cavendish) and drop acid with him for the very first time. 


“We stood there for a minute or two, with John swaying gently against my arm. ‘I’m feeling better,’ he announced. Then he looked up at the stars. ‘Wow..’ he intoned. ‘Look at that! Isn’t that amazing?”.

I followed his gaze. The stars did look good but they didn’t look that good. It was very unlike John to be over the top in that way. I stared at him. He was wired-pin-sharp and quivering, resonating away like a human tuning fork.
No sooner had John uttered his immortal words about the stars than George and Paul came bursting out on the roof. They had come tearing up from the studio as soon as they found out where we were.
They knew why John was feeling unwell. Maybe everyone else did, too - everyone except for father-figure George Martin here!
It was very simple. John was tripping on LSD. He had taken it by mistake, they said - he had meant to take an amphetamine tablet. That hardly made any difference, frankly; the fact was that John was only too likely to imagine he could fly, and launch himself off the low parapet that ran around the roof. They had been absolutely terrified that he might do so. 

I spoke to Paul about this night many years later, and he confirmed that he and George had been shaken rigid when they found out we were up on the roof. They knew John was having a what you might call a bad trip. John didn’t go back to Weybridge that night; Paul took him home to his place, in nearby Cavendish Road. They were intensely close, remember, and Paul would do almost anything for John. So, once they were safe inside, Paul took a tablet of LSD for the first time, ‘So I could get with John’ as he put it- be with him in his misery and fear.

What about that for friendship?” - George Martin       


"I thought, Maybe this is the moment where I should take a trip with him. It’s been coming for a long time. It’s often the best way, without thinking about it too much, just slip into it. John’s on it already, so I’ll sort of catch up. It was my first trip with John, or with any of the guys. We stayed up all night, sat around and hallucinated a lot. 

Me and John, we’d known each other for a long time. Along with George and Ringo, we were best mates. And we looked into each other’s eyes, the eye contact thing we used to do, which is fairly mind-boggling. You dissolve into each other. But that’s what we did, round about that time, that’s what we did a lot. And it was amazing. You’re looking into each other’s eyes and you would want to look away, but you wouldn’t, and you could see yourself in the other person. It was a very freaky experience and I was totally blown away. 

There’s something disturbing about it. You ask yourself, ‘How do you come back from it? How do you then lead a normal life after that?’ And the answer is, you don’t. After that you’ve got to get trepanned or you’ve got to meditate for the rest of your life. You’ve got to make a decision which way you’re going to go. 

I would walk out into the garden - ‘Oh no, I’ve got to go back in.’ It was very tiring, walking made me very tired, wasted me, always wasted me. But ‘I’ve got to do it, for my well-being.’ In the meantime John had been sitting around very enigmatically and I had a big vision of him as a king, the absolute Emperor of Eternity. It was a good trip. It was great but I wanted to go to bed after a while. 

I’d just had enough after about four or five hours. John was quite amazed that it had struck me in that way. John said, ‘Go to bed? You won’t sleep!’ ‘I know that, I’ve still got to go to bed.’ I thought, now that’s enough fun and partying, now … It’s like with drink. That’s enough. That was a lot of fun, now I gotta go and sleep this off. But of course you don’t just sleep off an acid trip so I went to bed and hallucinated a lot in bed. I remember Mai coming up and checking that I was all right. ‘Yeah, I think so.’ I mean, I could feel every inch of the house, and John seemed like some sort of emperor in control of it all. It was quite strange. Of course he was just sitting there, very inscrutably.” - Paul Mccartney

June 13, 2014 at 10:12am
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