“We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of True Romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.”—Hunter S. Thompson (via gouldy) (via jeanana)
“…and I have learned to live, as it were, with the idea that I will never find peace and happiness, either. But as long as I know there’s a pretty good chance I can get my hands on either one of them every once in a while, I do the best I can between high spots.”—Hunter S. Thompson (via buggerfck)
I have had the legal version, and it didnt do much for me. I friend of mine is importing some of the real stuff from Germany (I think she said it was 135 proof?) and we're planning on drinking it whenever it comes in. With sugar, of course!
awesome, let me know how it goes! (and at risk of sounding like a huge nerd, i completely encourage you to document any ideas or hallucinations you might have for posterity.)
Do you have a favorite essay from The Great Shark Hunt? I'm partial to the one about Argentinian class disparity, but I also like talking football with Nixon.
talking football with nixon is great, i’m also a big fan of freak power in the rockies/the battle of aspen. joe edwards was a fascinating man, and i love that the freak party platform was the one that mr. thompson ran on himself the next year. freak power!
well not many, i suppose. mostly because the version of absinthe that is legal here in the states doesn’t have any wormwood in it (or, more specifically, thujone), which is what causes people to hallucinate. i have had that stuff, and it was strong and damn tasty, but anyone who says they have hallucinated from absinthe without thujone is a liar. however, i know there is a brand of absinthe being produced that has trace amounts of thujone, enough to be effective, but since it’s only trace amounts it’s tecnically in accordance with the (frivolous) law. also, i must insist you drink absinthe with a sugar cube. as far as using hallucinations in general to (shall we say?) aid in the inspiration process? i’m all for it. have you tried it before?
“I never said he was (taking ibogaine), I said there was a rumor in Milwaukeee that he was. Which was true, and I started the rumor in Milwaukee. If you read that carefully, I’m a very accurate journalist.”—Hunter S. Thompson, referring to Edmund Muskie’s constant and uncontrolled use of Ibogaine. (via nowihaveablog)
“…a sense of alienation is likely to be very popular—especially among people young enough to shrug off the guilt they’re supposed to feel for deviating from a goal or purpose they never understood in the first place. Let the old people wallow in the shame of having failed.”—Hunter S. Thompson (via atticusdylan)
"I had turned around and two fierce eyes, firmly socketed inside a bullet-shaped head, were staring at a strange growth I was nurturing on the end of my chin. ‘Holy shit!’ he [Thompson] exclaimed. ‘They said I was looking for a matted-haired geek with string warts and I guess I’ve found him.’ […] This man had an impressive head chiselled from one piece of bone, and the top part was covered down to his eyes by a floppy-brimmed sun hat. His top half was draped in a loose-fitting hunting jacket of multi-coloured patchwork. He wore seersucker blue pants, and the whole torso was pivoted on a pair of huge white plimsolls with a fine red trim around the bulkheads. Damn near 6-foot-6 of solid bone and meat holding a beaten-up leather bag across his knee and a loaded cigarette holder between the arthritic fingers of his other hand." -Ralph Steadman, on his first meeting with Hunter S.Thompson, published in The Independent in 2005
“If making love might be fatal and if a cool spring rain on any summer afternoon can turn a crystal blue lake into a puddle of black poison scum right in front of your eyes, there is not much left except TV and relentless masturbation.”— Hunter S. Thompson
“I felt a little guilty about jangling the poor bugger’s brains with that evil fantasy. But what the hell? Anybody who wanders around the world saying, “Hell yes, I’m from Texas,” deserves whatever happens to him.”—Hunter S. Thompson (The Great Shark Hunt: Strange Tales from a Strange Time) (via thebaffled)
“If I’d written the truth I knew for the past ten years, about 600 people—including me—would be rotting in prison cells from Rio to Seattle today. Absolute truth is a very rare and dangerous commodity in the context of professional journalism.”— Hunter S. Thompson for Rolling Stone, February 15, 1973 (via theabattoir, truegrit)
“Some people will tell you that slow is good – but I’m here to tell you that fast is better. I’ve always believed this, in spite of the trouble it’s caused me. Being shot out of a cannon will always be better than being squeezed out of a tube. That is why God made fast motorcycles, Bubba…”—Hunter S. Thompson (via kayfabe)