Another amazing breakfast of rice water and boiled carrot. The better way to start your day. Honest. Thankfully the dieta ended in the maloka with a refreshing drink of lemon water and another floral bath. As soon as the blessing had been dispensed I charged off to find my other half and spent the rest of the day remembering what it was like to be able to touch. Absence of physical contact makes the heart go mental.
Other synchronistic moments connected to the lightning outside happened about seven times. In the malestrom of the experience I would have the sense that lightning was about to strike and, on each occasion, it did. Not so strange when you consider the ability of some animals to sense such natural phenomena before they happen. Maybe ayahuasca tunes you in to electromagnectic fields in a more sensitive, refined way. Maybe I'm full of crap. I just don't know for certain.
Later, I found the strong smells of tobacco and vomit unbearable. Despite the considerable effort of moving around in the dark in that state, I decided I had to empty my bowl to get rid of the smell. I made it to the door of the maloka when, once again, I felt a spider on me. I tried to remove its big, fleshy body as gently as possible before returning to my mattress for my torch. Confused, I first arrived at my girlfriend's spot. Upon hearing her scream, which I thought was the other girl, Kristen, I went to my bed which turned out to be Asger's. Eventually I made it back without too much mayhem caused and carried my torch whenever I ventured outside in the pitch black conditions created by the moon's absence.
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