'Twas a very long time ago. Anthropology class. A film about indigenous Amazonia. The guys went for a hunt. Took a peccary. Then they chopped some vines. The narrator said it hosted a fungus. An hallucinogen.
They put the peccary on a spit and scraped the active ingredient from the vine and put it in a pot cooking up something like tapioca. They ate the meat as the pot bubbled.
Cooled it off and had dessert. They were off to 'meet the jaguar' and lounged around the camp fire. After a bit, some agitation and restlessness. Then twitching. Bug-eyed, they pranced about increasingly spasdicated.
The snot commenced to run out their noses as they moaned and wailed. Aha... there it is. The jaguar. Quite the vignette.
A lesson in a cultural behavior, yes, but also "I never, ever want to look like that." Hence layed off the drugs save for the harmless hempish variety.
Ha... might get an argument there.
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