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"I had no desire to use. Do you know what thats like, for a junkie?"

 
Hello, a friend of mine got hooked on heroin,
you know, she says she can quit, but you know how that goes.
 
I did not expect much help from treatment centers,  
as they probably cost a whole lot, and you gotta have
insurance, plus, they dont seem to work.
 
I am a big news fan of "the daily beast", which
is pretty reputable, and when they printed an article
that described a drug that, after a psychedelic trip,
where you  put yourself into the care of others, while you
are on this awake-while-dreaming state, and all these demons come out and you face them, or so they described.
 
Then you get all introspective, and sort things out, and
see why you got into heroin,
then the nice thing is after it is all over,
your urge for even thinking about heroin is just gone.
 
So I wanted to pass on this article to you,  
in case you did not know about it yet
and wanted to.
The drug has a funny name, Ibogaine.
 
In the DUP 'advanced search' box,
I typed in 'Ibogaine',  
and found  a poet that actually went thru
the experience, and shared it.
 
The article I read told how  
that even if you are free of the monkey,
it is a good idea to find a way to  
stay away from the old lifestyle and people,
 
as the person may find themselves taking
heroin 'for the first time'
all over again.
 
To read the articles I have bumped into  
so far, Google: "The Daily Beast Ibogaine"  
also "Wikipedia Ibogaine"  
also what looks like a sincere website about drugs,
 Erowid DOT org, search word Ibogaine  
 
 
Here is a quote from  
   
The daily beast article:  
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Mugianis’s story is a lot like those of the drug users he now treats. Raised in ’70s Detroit, the Greek American was first exposed to drugs at the age of 11. Exuberant and creative, he moved to New York City at 19 to become a poet and a musician. Aiming to follow the Beats and the punk rock stars he idolized, he imitated their lifestyles, first with cocaine, then with heroin. “Everyone I admired—from Keith Richards to the Sex Pistols—was doing dope,” he says. In no time, he was hooked.  
   
By the 2000s, Mugianis was 39 years old, living in his parents’ basement, and battling a severe heroin addiction that was slowly stealing his life, the way it had stolen the lives of most of his friends. But it was the death of his pregnant common law wife from endocarditis (a disease of the heart brought on by unclean needles) that sent him over the edge. “I wasn’t just dying,” he says. “I was ready to die.”  
   
On his last leg, Mugianis remembered a Lower East Side anarchist and musician talking about a drug he’d been introduced to in Holland that could cure heroin addiction—ibogaine. With nothing to lose, Mugianis decided to take it. When he arrived in the Netherlands for his treatment, he was raging drunk on free beers from the international flight. What he’d imagined would allow him to live for a few more months changed the course of his life forever.  
   
“I was in Amsterdam with a pocket full of money and I had no desire to use,” he says of the days after his 24-hour trip on ibogaine. “Do you know what that’s like? For a junkie?”  
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