The First Ride Through the Dream: Bicycle Day & the Sacred Return
April 19, 1943. Albert Hofmann, barefoot at the edge of human understanding, swallows 250 micrograms of LSD and gets on a bicycle. No safety net. No precedent. Just intuition and madness wrapped in Swiss precision. He didn’t take a drug. He cracked a doorway. That ride wasn’t about escape—it was a return. A return to […]
