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Roads stretch endless
north, east, west, south
unmarked, unknown, untested
Branches and turns
blocking vision
obstructing any insight
Leaving feet to
find their own way
scuffling through eons of dust
No helpful prints
left carefully
in place to indicate the way
No maps given
no compasses
leading on to perdition
No neon lights
yellowing sky
indicate humanity
No lonely howls
drifting overhead
giving pause to wondering
Only silence
suffocating
heavy weight of decision
yawning the night
opens up to
swallow procrastinators
Forcing movement
this way, that way
confusion is inherent
Standing still is
not an option
intuition must be found
Methods, movement
mayhem slowly
dawning, suffusing the path
Leading the way
on a lonely
path known only to the night
and those who have
travelled this
lonely road, reality
klm2016

Kymmacg 7 Dec 14
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Very good poem! Try to channel the unimaginably long line of your ancestors that represent virtual infinity of both retrograde time and latent genetically encoded wisdom that we all have within us.

Since my intense personal ancestral memories were accessed by pre-operation medications, with no mastery on my part, I cannot teach you- only bear witness to the admittedly subjective fact of their existence. We each create our own versions of reality, of course. Religious believers confuse this retrograde infinity with a highly unlikely future infinity, with our fortunately unique Pan sui fallenda / Self- deceiving ape hubris.

Here is what my dear old friend and mentor, clinical psychiatrist and former President of Wisconsin Medical Society Darold Treffert has to say about the astonishing unlearned skills the savants he has studied for 60 years routinely and effortlessly exhibit. He is fairly certain they are accessing genetic memories. Save this vast and fascinating website that takes weeks to fully explore with its many interviews and galleries of savants!

Consider using LSD 17, NOT higher titration LSD 25, in vision quests. I have experience in both, but therapists helping dying cancer patients embrace the process of dying most often employ BEAUTIFIC LSD 17.

[wisconsinmedicalsociety.org]

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An awesome nomadic adventure.

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