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Ayahuasca: A Memorable Fancy

Posted in Ayahuasca with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on September 8, 2018 by Jarrod Boyle

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The malocca was transformed into a throne room and the courtiers partied in the room below us. I sat on my throne, a giant black widow spider at either hand, remote in the shadows. Continue reading

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Ayahuasca: A Memorable Fancy

Posted in Ayahuasca with tags , , , , , , on September 5, 2018 by Jarrod Boyle

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The ayahuasca, a thick, tar-green puree, ran into the glass. I raised it to my lips, held my breath, and attempted to pour it down my throat without inadvertently tasting it. The flavour was like a fist squeezing the base of my tongue. Continue reading

Ayahuasca: A Memorable Fancy

Posted in Ayahuasca with tags , , , , on September 1, 2018 by Jarrod Boyle

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By the next morning, I felt physically sick and exhausted. I went to the dispensary and took the thimble of turgid green medicine. As the taste worked its way into my guts as a filament of revulsion, I considered giving the final session a miss. Continue reading

Ayahuasca: A Memorable Fancy

Posted in Ayahuasca with tags , , on August 27, 2018 by Jarrod Boyle

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The ceremony itself transpires in a ritual space called a malocca, which is a large communal hacienda. Each of the participants lies on a mat on the floor with a pillow, a blanket and a bucket at its foot. The ceremony begins with each coming forward to imbibe the ayahuasca, not unlike a communion of sorts. Continue reading

Ayahuasca: A Memorable Fancy

Posted in Ayahuasca with tags , , , , , , , , , , on August 25, 2018 by Jarrod Boyle

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“By degrees we beheld the infinite abyss, fiery as the smoke of a burning city; beneath us at an immense distance was the sun, black but shining round it were fiery tracks on which revolv’d vast spiders, crawling after their prey…

‘The air was full of them and seemed composed of them; these are devils and called powers of the air, I now asked my companion which was my eternal lot? He said, between the black and white spiders.”

  • William Blake,

The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

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I’ve enjoyed a limited, peaceful relationship with drugs and alcohol. I had a profound experience with LSD in my early twenties which had lived up to the hype with a bona-fide religious vision. Continue reading

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