drugo Posted January 21, 2014 (edited) Ayahuasca is a relatively new poison to enter the Australian population. The intoxicant is prepared from a variety of botanical sources and has some antiquity to the human central nervous system given the resonant molecular coding of our neurochemistry to the abominable concoction. The admixtures know as the ‘light’ are the botanical components of the brew from which certain visionary qualities, the optical spirits, and the doorways to the ineffable may come to life. This molecular ‘light’ grows in the bark and leaves of Australian acacia trees yet is also invested naturally in each and every human, in babies and elders, criminals and judges, musicians and truck drivers, and is responsible for the tantalising decay of true blue moral purity. Despite the encompassing distribution of this natural biological poison of ecstasy throughout the population, the historical and social design of the human sensorium and imagination Downunder hinders the internal production of 'light' and makes ayahuasca intoxication appear extremely novel to the horizons of Australian consciousness. The population in question has been subject to historical processes of disenchantment and a subsequent lack of cosmological larrikinism that channel perception, affect, and creativity into the narrow bandwidths of alienation, boredom, and despair. The means of evoking the ‘light’ in the dusty hallways of human biology may be acquired not only through ingesting plants but also simply by transcending disenchantment and occasioning the finesse of spontaneous human exaltation, the ecstasy of social communion and trickery, the absurd and inseparable twists and turns of story and everyday life, not to mention the strange practice of mentally absorbing the philosophical written word. But similar to the cultural location of the ayahuasca intoxicant in Australia, our own endogenous or internal poisons are hidden, obscured, and rendered obsolete under the massive exterminating force of civilsation and its spirits of mediocrity, its demons of exploitation, its shallow celebrity cults and its consumer gauntlet of identity, and, of course, behind the sweet smile of your lovely neighbour who has stopped cleaning for a moment to wonder what in the hell is that strange music and pungent vaporous smell swirling out your window. Edited January 21, 2014 by drugo 5 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MikeyMagic Posted January 21, 2014 Yes, I had noticed my neighbor has started acting a lot more reserved around me! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
∂an Posted January 21, 2014 Haha what do the neighbours think? Is there a witch living next door?! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
quarterflesh Posted January 22, 2014 Im a little confused at what this is trying to say. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Dreamwalker. Posted January 22, 2014 haha..................well put Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
