THAT LSD WAS A BANE TO ME. Talk about catalysis! A potential killer (two strong arms,two good legs, the blood lust you're these days not so much born with asfork fed by meat industry and fast food factories, especially postwar . .. boom!) takes a needle-eye of this silvery silt and pretty soon he'sriding the camel right into the realm of pacifism and self-satiety! Holyshit! This was an occasion for serious retaliation. No doubt theoccasion for this agent was cooked up much in advance of the constructionof the placid Swiss labs, somewhere in the beakers on the Bunsen burnersof his shitface sweetness hymnself, Gawd "Happy" McGuillicutty. Therecipe of its reaction was right off a blueprint for my eventualdestruction, cutting to the heart of my deepest deceits: the foremost being deceit!