Wed 5-3-06, 7:30am...wake up. still alive. Need to wake up, was told last night by Omer, the property Manager, 25 years old, to splash water in my face as soon as I woke up. No, I need a cold shower. Must wake up...get out of bed. Wash my body...NO, not MY body, the body I am using to experience LIFE. Last night 8pm Omer and Don Jose showed up, went to the small cottage/hut, near the main Hut. Dark. Noises everywhere. Sitting across from Elizabeth. Don Jose first whispers into his hands, blows tobacco smoke over the Ayahuasca, chants softly, a whisper. I have the first taste, shot glass size, brown thick but runny, chocolate, with fingernail polish remover taste. Melting into my stomach. gargling. We wait. Time passes as I begin to feel the first
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