Drugs Hypocrisy

Two days spent in Manali while attending the World Music Festival felt like two hours. I made a few new friends there with great vibes. We instantly connected like childhood friends. There was some magic in the air. I was still digesting the mind-altering experience I went through. In those two days, I might have slept hardly for 5 hours. The loud trans music beats were still ringing in my ears even if I was sitting in a silent place. My body was moving gently on the beats coming from beyond. We all were vibing to our internal music. Passersby would have found us crazy seeing us rocking our bodies without any music. That looked like we all had been possessed by some spirit. When you spend much time in the swimming pool or river, you would feel that your body was still in the water even if you had come out. Listening to super loud trans music for straight two days made our ears still play the music even in silence.

We left Manali on the third day at dawn. I was sitting in the back seat looking out of the window. Sun was about to rise from the snow-capped mountains. The cool morning breeze was bringing goosebumps on my skin. I was still cherishing the mystical experience from the festival. It was hard for me to believe that some substances were so potent to alter your consciousness and show you an entirely different perspective about your life. I felt like my brain had gotten rewired in some new unique creative pathways. I was suddenly thinking differently and looking at the world differently as if I had just born. My old depressed self was missing in that new day's sunrise. I had never experienced something of that power ever in my life. I wondered why those substances were banned, which carried such a great potency to transform our perspective towards life. I had done my homework before deciding to experiment with them.

I wasn't that kind of person who would judge things by watching the news channels or hearing gossip from those who hadn't stepped their toes into the water. If I would get curious about something, then I would prefer to explore that area all by myself after doing my homework rather than relying on others opinions. I was often laughed at and criticized for reading OSHO. Those who advised me to stay away from him were those who had never read his books, listened to his talks or done his meditations. They had chosen to get influenced by the media who had tagged Osho with evil titles. But I had tasted freedom in his words, and my love for him was greater than the mockery I was facing. Something had resonated deep within me after encountering that mad man. I didn't mind becoming an outcast. His talks were so rebellious and on taking down everything fearlessly, which was against life. He didn't spare governments, religions, priests and stupid rituals. I was fascinated by the truth he would speak so boldly and openly. I guess reading him deeply for several years had made me carefree about approaching things.

Osho himself had suggested the use of psychedelics for patients suffering from chronic depression. After doing my homework, I found out psychedelics like LSD, magic mushrooms and DMT were the least harmful and non-addictive drugs among their lot. To my surprise, alcohol was the most dangerous and addictive drug on the list, and yet that was legal all over the world. Alcohol and tobacco were responsible for getting into a bad lifestyle, many life-threatening diseases, and even deaths. No wonder alcohol was far more dangerous than heroin and cocaine. My rational mind was going for a toss. Why the hell alcohol wasn't banned along with the other drugs? If the world leaders and governments were so worried about the health of people, then they should have banned the most dangerous drug first, right? But it was legal. What hypocrisy! People were so naive to believe whatever the bullshit mainstream media would shove down their throats. These media houses would be mostly owned by big corporations and political parties whose vested interest was in enslaving the people to alcohol, tobacco, sugar and pharmaceutical medicines. That's where the money was.

Most of the diseases in the world would be the byproduct of stress, depression, consumption of alcohol, tobacco and sugar. Wasn't it wise to ban these deadly monsters first? But if psychedelics became legal which could take people out of their depression, stress and addictions, then who would buy pharma medicines, alcohol, tobacco and sugar? Government and corporations would be at a big loss. Everything should be kept under the microscope to study its harmful effects, and then only it should be labelled legal or illegal. And not based on how much money it generates. Even the bigger problem was that alcohol was branded with high status and a cool lifestyle by mainstream media. King of the good times was worshipped until he proved himself a devil. The ignorance was so widespread that the same people who would be sceptical about drinking a protein shake and would warn you about its side effects on the kidney were the same ones who wouldn't mind gulping sweets, white sugar, preserved shelf products and alcohol down their throats. What hypocrisy! At least some countries like the Netherlands and Switzerland were open enough to understand the benefits of psychedelics.

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