To evade detection "Alice D. Millionaire." shipped suitcases with millions of hits of acid
around the country by Greyhound bus. The shipments were in permanent transit as they were reshipped to a new destination as soon as they arrived anywhere. The urban myth is that now that Owsley has gone to the big Dead concert in the sky some of these shipments will soon become available. ________________________________ From: ultrarishi <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Sent: Monday, July 25, 2011 1:53:52 PM Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Maharishi's Sandia --- In [email protected], Bhairitu <noozguru@...> wrote: > > On 07/24/2011 10:38 AM, Mark Landau wrote: > > Thank you, w. The best time to have written it would have been in the late > > seventies or early eighties. It's so long, now, much of it is lost. But I > > hear you and one never knows. > > > > On Jul 23, 2011, at 2:05 PM, wayback71 wrote: > > > > Hehe, I keep looking at the title of the thread and decided to change it > to fit the theme of the 1960's. I usually don't like thread hijacking > but this is more of a joke. This group pretty much is a nostalgia group > for "aging baby boomers" (or "aging babies" as someone else suggested > here) who were involved in TM. I missed the "party TTCs" because by > 1975 they were 6 month courses and more organized. I always heard > tales, some pretty wild, of the early ones. On mine the first 3 months > coed and the second 3 months they split up the men and women. Some > people like it and others didn't. > Following in Bhairitu's footsteps (no pun intended), I decided to hijack the thread with my own 60's based subject line. Any others out there, good people?
