This is a rather bizarre article from Time Magazine 12 November 1984. It might be worth your time to look at, although, frankly, it upset my stomach.
Back in July, I received from my eldest brother a journal he had found that I had kept back in 1984 from the time I regained consciousness until the end of the year. At that time, I promised you that I would publish it for you to read inn November. Now it is almost November and I wish I hadn't said that. But since I did, I will keep my promise.
In this blog, I will publish a slightly cleaned up version. In the original, I use quite a lot of filthy language, am occasionally obscene and say a few things about Hindus I really don't want my name attached to. There is no way I can clean up the first couple of entries enough to put them here. The rest of them, however, are doable and, since I promised, I will do.
Go here if you want to read the unexpurgated version.
They journal - except for the last few entries, which I have not yet transcribed - is in a blog that is available to invited readers only. I will invite anyone who sends me a request. My address is in the right hand column. If you send me your e-mail address, I will use it for nothing except to issue your invitation. I believe this will keep the search engines out of it, which is my fervent desire.
So if you want an invitation, let me know and I'll get it out to you as soon as I can. By the way, I have put some thought into the appearance of this blog and am quite happy with the look of it.
