The light had faded. The world was black. Nothing seemed familiar to him except a primal memory lingering on the edge of his soul. He looked down at his body but he couldn’t see its form. He lifted his hand up but he couldn’t feel it’s touch. His legs were airy.
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An old man once told me that I was enclosed by an emotional armor that prevents me from moving into new realms of wonder. “The armor shields you from vulnerability,” he said. “It’s comprised of old emotions, and it blocks you from dancing the dance your soul longs for.”
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Every day I read posts of one or more people overdosing and dying from drugs. No exaggeration. I can’t imagine how difficult it must be for their mothers and fathers and sons and daughters, brothers and sisters and wives. I can only pray that everyone suffering in one form or another may find a light of hope somewhere underneath the darkness.
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Ayahuasca is a medicinal brew that has been used in the Amazon for thousands of years. It contains DMT, or dimethyltryptamine. DMT is a naturally occurring psychedelic compound found in many biological organisms, including the human body. It’s suspiciously illegal in the United States.
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Somewhere there’s a place
Where hate dissipates into its own grave
Problems dissolve into solutions
Resolution kisses the brow
The iron washes over the rubble
Of time and place and circumstance
Beyond the doubt there is a place
Where mountains and fields collide
The drug is the answer,
The needle and thread,
Sowing the seeds of desire.
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Haven’t you heard?
The black widow princess is out of suggestions,
To cast in the box of reverence.
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