Follies of an Awakening Fool

<p>I GET THE **** JOKE! IT'S ALL A GAME A REALLY DUMB GAME WE KEEP PLAYING WITH OURSELVES TO PREVENT OUR SOUL'S BOREDOM! </p> <p>This vomited out of my mouth somewhere around midnight after my second cup of Ayahuasca and an energy clearing from the shamans-one American and one local villager-just outside of Iquitos Peru. It wasn't the only thing that vomited from my mouth-no ... I think I puked my organs out as well. And that wasn't the only projectile that I purged. At 8:30 pm on December 14 I finally experienced my first Ayahuasca journey thirteen months after I first stumbled across it during a shamanic trance search on the Internet. It was in fact my first official drug experience ever. It answered every question I have ever had in this lifetime. </p> <p>Somehow during this time I tried crawling into my bucket for the vomitivo which was about one foot tall and about eight inches in diameter. I was determined to get my monkey form into this bucket in which was a vortex. </p> <p>When I awake it is light outside. I walk outside the lodge and look down to see a cut tree stump with a plant growing up from it and several mushrooms attached. I start to cry at the beauty of this that I somehow had forgotten because I have been playing the asleep game since I was a child.</p>