a light at the end of the tunnel

We're all wired into a survival trip now. No more of the speed that fueled the sixties.
That was the fatal flaw in Tim Leary's trip. He crashed around amerika selling consciousness expansion to anyone who would listen. All those pathetically eager acid freaks who thought they could buy Peace and Understanding for 3 bucks a hit. But their failure, is ours too, because what Leary took down with him was the central illusion of a whole lifestyle he helped create.
A generation of permanent cripples, failed seekers, who never understood the essential old mystic fallacy of the acid culture, that desperate assumption that someone, or at least some Force, was tending the light at the end of the tunnel.

in Thompson, Hunter S. - Fear and loathing in Las Vegas: a savage journey to the heart of the American dream (1971).

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