Like patterns in a tapestry, recurring themes emerge in my interviews with addicts: the drug as emotional anesthetic; as an antidote to a frightful feeling of emptiness; as a tonic against fatigue, boredom, alienation, and a sense of personal inadequacy; as stress reliever and social lubricant. And, as in Stephen Reid’s description, the drug may—if only for a brief instant—open the portals of spiritual transcendence. In places high and low these themes blight the lives of hungry ghosts everywhere.
