Yggdrasil-The Trumpet of the End (510 hits)
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Submitted by Mr. Mojo Risin (View user info) at 2005-12-20 22:55:43 EST
"The body and mind must be subjected to extreme stimulus by means of drugs and music. "
Hunter S. Thompson
Background reading:
http://www.druglibrary.org/schaffer/lsd/loudun.htm
Aldous Huxley on Self Transcendence
http://www.druglibrary.org/schaffer/lsd/doors.htm
The Doors of Perception by Aldous Huxley (Both are full texts)
The start of the day was no different, except my intentions. Crawling out of bed and pulling the nearest thing resembling clothes over my body, I looked out my window and noticed the mystical green plant swaying in the light Floridian December breeze. Although it was a week before the official start of winter, outside it was still a temperate 70, or so my atomic clock flashed. Still looking outside I noticed the driveway was empty. Only 8:30 A.M., there was a good 7 hours for me to abuse, and every second was going to be utilized.
I left my room and went outside. The fiery green goddess twinkled in her earthen home with the early morning dew, still clinging to her pink trumpet shaped blossoms. Never to insult this divine
being with iron or steel tools, I used my hands to gently pick one of the medium sized flowers. Although not nearly the biggest flower on the plant, it was still a giant, reaching nearly 12 inches in length. This trumpet would ease the pathway between the known and the unknown, and show the infinite. Or so I had been told by fellow pscyhonauts. Yet others held foreboding tales of sickness, vomiting, hospitalization and hell. Moderation is key, the others say. The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom, Blake said.
I took the newly acquired goddess inside and began to boil approximately two cups of water. In accordance of the ancient law of no iron touching this sacred plant I tore the flower apart with my hands and set it in a bowl. After washing my hands and the plate I set the flower on (for the last thing I need is somebody touching the plate and then rubbing their eye or myself doing the same in a drugged stupor) I went outside on the backporch, to light a bowl of kind herb and wait for the water to boil. Applying the flame and sucking in, the weed felt Right. The kickoff to a spiritual journey.
Finishing the bowl and walking back inside, I checked on the water. Finally, it was boiling. I put the torn up flower into the water as I turned the heat off, and let it seep until the water was cool enough to drink. Waiting for the water to cool off, I undressed and stepped into the shower. Showering, brushing my teeth, doing all of the motions of the morning, all in an attempt to be completely comfortable with self. Set and setting, say the most experienced psyche sailors. When I was done, I wiped off the foggy mirror in preparation to shave. Looking into myself, I felt like Krishna, the new blue god. I also decided to forgo shaving. Physical appearance doesn't matter to those astral beings.
Now clean and dressed, I stepped into the kitchen and checked for the oily dermis forming ontop of the water. There it was, and below it the red concoction I was to drink in order to divinate. Pouring into a cup through cheeseclothe, I washed the pot it was boiling in and heated it in the microwave, as it had become fairly tepid. It was my blood, I thought to myself. Here's to my memory. I downed the red beverage with no aide, prefering a natural approach to this tea. Within 2 to 3 minutes, I felt as if I were floating...
TBC, maybe...
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Submitted by drumfeeb (user info) at 2005-12-21 13:08:13 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
OK... the Yggdrasil is basically the universe in Norse mythology. The world and all of the afterlife worlds are contained within the tree.
Submitted by FartSmeller (user info) at 2005-12-21 08:17:00 EST (#)
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Yggdrasil... that's the name of one of the treeships from Hyperion
Submitted by Nellypaal (user info) at 2005-12-21 07:31:58 EST (#)
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Drugs are bad, mmkay
Submitted by indoninja (user info) at 2005-12-21 07:30:05 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Dude, I'm doing drugs!!
Submitted by XFile (user info) at 2005-12-21 02:34:45 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
The Doors named themselves after the 'The Doors of Perception' article!
+2 for that alone!
Submitted by Deconstruction (user info) at 2005-12-20 23:38:47 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No, I'm the druidic Tree God.
Submitted by Dante_Alighieri (user info) at 2005-12-20 23:20:33 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Yggdrasil... Isn't that the druidic tree god or something?
Submitted by ih8u2man (user info) at 2005-12-20 23:03:12 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
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