While most of the people in my circle considered the seances and the hallucinogenic drugs as just a bit fun - something to relieve the boredom, myself and a couple of others saw them both as a vehicle to exploring alternate realities in a sense, and took them seriously and treated them with the respect and caution they demanded.
I guess we were clumsily trying to expand our conciousness and find answers to the un-aswerable questions. I'm sorry if I'm getting a little too Carlos Castaneda to you, but that's what we were doing.
Anyway, my friends and I were going to a big party in about week's time and a friend was going to take a half sheet of acid to the party to try and sell some, and everyone was anticipating that the acid was going to be there. We sat down to use the ouija board and got onto an entity that named itself CX.
Someone asked if it had anything to tell us and it started going beserk around the board spelling out COPS, COPS, COPS, COPS over and over.
"Where are the cops?" someone asked. -AT THE PARTY
"When?" was asked. -945
So, CX went on to tell us that this guy who we all knew but was not in our circle of friends and, to our knowledge, didn't do acid, was going to make an arrangement with the police to raid the party for drugs. This was gold!
By the night of the party, we had told our friend to hold off the trips. As soon as we got there, the girlfriend of the 'grass' came up to us and asked if there were any trips for sale, we said no, (we would have said no anyway - she was straight as they come!) and she went over to her boyfriend, the 'grass', and must have told him.
At exactly 9:40, the grass went outside. A friend of mine followed him a couple of minutes after, only to see him leaning in the window of a police car, presumably telling them it was a no go show. That was at exactly 9:45 on the same night CX had told us about. Such a handy little entity!
I haven't taken acid or mushrooms in along time - way too scary! Though I would really like to have another seance again.
CX, you're awesome!!!