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One part of this excellent piece of literature caught my eye.
Quote: I presume that you have taken the precaution to choose carefully your moment for setting out on this adventure. for every perfect debauch demands perfect leisure. You know, moreover, that hashish exaggerates, not only the individual, but also circumstances and environment. You have no duties to fulfil which require punctuality or exactitude; no domestic worries; no lover's sorrows. One must be careful on such points. Such a disappointment, an anxiety, an interior monition of a duty which demands your will and your attention, at some determinate moment, would ring like a funeral bell across your intoxication and poison your pleasure. Anxiety would become anguish, and disappointment torture. But if, having observed all these preliminary conditions, the weather is fine; if your are situated in favourable surroundings, such as a picturesque landscape or a room beautifully decorated; and if in particular you have at command a little music, then all is for the best.
Set and setting baby!
All the way back when the first modern experiments with cannabis took place this ideal was present. Of course, it goes back farther than that into the old time shamans and sadhus and back to The Tibetan Book of The Dead.
Though one things I feel like saying is that sorrow can be good because drugs like cannabis and psychedelic can help people come to peace with their issues by facing them.