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Amazing! His lectures blow me away , the guy was next level intelligent
Can't imagine.Death, is loosing a daughter and wife
Never a happy event
Just a terrible loss
Leaving one ...empty
DEATH ......
So sorry for your losses and pain UncleDeath, is loosing a daughter and wife
Never a happy event
Just a terrible loss
Leaving one ...empty
DEATH ......
He was here in 96 or 97, doing some ethno-botanical shaman style retreat up in the hills behind Byron, near where my mate lives, who is right into that culture.Tell us the story.
Heart breaking Pt. I could never be so strong and I’ve written too many letters to the families of KIA hero’s during my tour…. To lose a daughter and your life mate, I.m sorry, I couldn’t handle it the strength and character you’ve shown us. I’m not ‘queer’ but love you brother…Death, is loosing a daughter and wife
Never a happy event
Just a terrible loss
Leaving one ...empty
DEATH ......
Much love and aloha sent to you on Coweye, PPK.Death, is loosing a daughter and wife
Never a happy event
Just a terrible loss
Leaving one ...empty
DEATH ......
Cool story, but you forgot to log in as Joe RoganHe was here in 96 or 97, doing some ethno-botanical shaman style retreat up in the hills behind Byron, near where my mate lives, who is right into that culture.
also surfs and is a lawyer.
he rang me up one arvo and said come up I want you to meet Terence McKenna, who I had barely heard of.
I went up to his place, beautiful wooden house nestled in the rainforest and met this strange, little man.
He was very friendly, very "young".
I was just young, dumb surfer, didn't know much about what he was on about.
He'd been experimenting with native acacias, which are loaded with DMT.
Not sure if that is what we had.
It was late afternoon in winter, cool with a golden light through the forest.
We smoked it. I had no idea what to expect. Not sure if I had even ever heard of DMT.
Immediately, my vision shut down.....I couldn't discern any individual shapes ....just this vast blurred golden field composed of strange bending light fields. Very, very intense visual hallucination.
It was my hearing which became incredibly acute.....felt like I could distinguish every micro sound; beetles crawling through leaf litter, the sound of wings flapping, everything creeping and crawling and flying and the sound of wind through every leaf.
It was extremely intense but extremely pleasurable and relaxing.
Felt like we had been gone for days but it must have been less than half an hour because when things came back to normal the sun was still setting.
He was laughing with us.
We drank a few beers.
And felt totally normal the next day.