Years ago this idiot I knew wanted to be an Urban Shaman. He ordered 4 ounces of Mimosa and alot of Rue. It was supposed to be split 3 ways but one comrade pulled out upon sensing the scope of the departure. Now it was down to two, but worse, these guys ate the rue seeds, but could not hold down the mimosa sludge, like earth vomit that made it impossible not to vomit. Finally this guy boiled it down into a wet resin that he was able to swallow, but in doing this he lost dosages and was "winging it". He kept it down for 20 minutes, his friend friend for 30. This man rolled along the walls saying "so bad so bad" and then proceeded into the bathroom. Violent hallucinations took over the visual sensory. All become a tunnel of light with sun wheels eminating from the center and a wall of liquid metal that seemed like an ocean from high above. This crazy Goddess/Dominatrix was there and seemed amused at this man's suffering. It was taken as an unpleasant however honest interaction with his particular earth animus link. Slowly the physical world returned and some sick freak put Seal on the CD player. It sounded like underwater mammals singing to one another. Took days to recover, gained much wisdom. Have not done since.:sultan:
