by boolie » Sun Jun 05, 2011 11:04 pm
On Thom tavern, the whole foreigners world from Iquitos spins around Thom tavern, having a chat with my buddy Ben about ayahuasca, we were waylaid by two americanos who heard me speaking english to Rodd and the gringo shaman. They were mother and son. The son around 27-30 years old, the typical image of a young american- tall, blonde, wide shoulders (back), football player type, but well behaved[raised] ( we were about to write each other on e-mail, after my return from States).The mother around 50, athletic type, tanned, slim, and above all, open minded. A new age type from vintage age, raised in the spirit of the 68 th. They only wanted to keep in touch after we were about to experiment ayahuasca together. On the first place, they came to Iquitos for ayahuasca, -to see how ayahuasca can offer them the gate to the other world promised (in vain until then) by the whole constelation of new ages people. It was crystal clear that both ( but above all , the mother) were not prepared to quit. Well understood, they spent time and money(in the mother's case-a lifetime[whole life] propably) betting on an idea. And, at least honest, they were not prepared to be defeated.
They were disapponted, ''regarding vomiting, we threw up both'', but my mother went to toilet for the big job(shat) only once. (We have all the time in the world, she nodded confirming the story). ''Regarding myself, i was ill 24 hours afterwards. I think i vomited and shat all my guts. But apart from this, none experimented something special. I have to admit, it was a different shaman though. Maybe yours is better.'' Maybe.
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boolie on Mon Jun 06, 2011 11:59 pm, edited 1 time in total.