Alright, readers. Following is Chapter 2 of Antrocles' Odyssey of the Innersphere - Costa Rica style. Installment #1 saw our intrepid traveler journeying up river into the heart of darkness (much like a modern day Colonel Kurtz - to whom he bears more than a fleeting resemblance) - and smoking weed with little people. Today's webisode finds our hero blowing out of both ends, hanging his hammock in the VIP tent and then gettin' down to the bidness at hand.
As a bonus treat, he requests that I post the attached photo. Will post the next chapter as I receive it. Until then, bon appetit! this has been the single most profound and amazing experience of my life by far. it has been indescribably difficult, poignantly
revelatory and brutally direct in its lessons. i have never done anything that has inspired greater growth in such a brief period of
time ever.
the first three days here, the group (as diverse as humanly possible) would wake up at 3am and gather on 'the island' in the rainforest
behind the property. a sacred circle was formed with women on one side and men on the other. the drink (yage) was a diluted version of
the ceremonial brew, and the point of these three early morning renewals was to cleanse the body in preparation. we would drink huge
gourds of this bitter drink until we began vomiting, then we continued to drink into the morning light. a primitive hole in the
ground within a copse of bamboo would be the place for folks to explosively relieve their bowels. the ground all around us was
painted with steaming vomit. farting, moaning, crying.... a veritable symphony of humanness. strangely one of the greatest experiences
ever.
the visions from these gatherings were profound. on the second night, i was entered by a spirit guide who spoke only the heavenly language. for 2 solid hours i did not understand english. i could not speak it. i instead whispered in tongues and sounds that were the architecture of all physical creation. i was shown things that had oceans of tears flowing from deep within. ultimately, i was set free of a tremendous amount of baggage i have been carrying for a lifetime.
the simple vegetarian diet and pristine deep jungle well water have done their part to assist in this purification process. shamanic
plant remedies and detoxes of other types all in concert to prepare for the ceremonies. in the secoya's tradition, they will do the
renewal purges for 20 days before they are ready to enter the spirit world and stand before god's rainbow-colored people. the body, mind and spirit was to be pristine like a clear crystal vessel to be permitted entrance.
the morning of the first ceremony, we woke up to a day of fasting. not even water after 12pm. at 6pm the ceremony began...
the secoya are a profound people. i cannot describe their purity. they are like 3 year old children with the wisdom of the universe
clearly visible in their eyes. they laugh constantly and raise the vibration of the group whenever they come around. the love i feel for them is immense. they saw something in me the first day i was here and did something completely out of form for them - they asked me to help prepare the yage with them. this honor cannot be explained and several other such honors have come my way as a result. they treat me as one whose spirit is very clear and told me i would most likely go to the spirit world during my stay here. these words fall very short of what actually transpired...
the first ceremony, i was given two stupendous honors. first, they gave me a traditional secoya hammock made by one of their oldest and
most venerable shamans, don bruscilio. this brought me to tears... but the fact that they placed MY hammock in the most honorable position in the ceremony - directly in front of the group in between the two shamans themselves humbled me to my very core. the
second honor bestowed upon me was that they asked ME to start the ceremonial fire for this first rite. this, i was told later, was the
greatest honor i could have ever been given.
i've never sweated so much with nervousness as i struggled to invoke the fire spirits to open the ceremony. it wasn't pretty, but i did
it!!
sadly, i cannot describe any of my visions during this first amazing journey into the spirit world. in the secoya tradition, what is shown is for you alone and talking about it calls the spirit away. i can only say that it was the sum total of every spiritual awakening i have ever had for the countless lifetimes of my celestial geneology. my deepest DMT journey is like a homeopathic dose in comparison to where i went, what i saw, what i was given and how it has impacted my life. this first journey was the equivalent of my deepest DMT breakthrough times a thousand, lasting 12 hours.
think about it.
it has and will forever be the start of my real path in this lifetime. i will never be the same and i will come to humbly work and study with the secoya whenever they come to costa rica as well as in ecuador. the work and it's spiritual rewards is everything i want in my soul. it is the most important work of my life.
the ceremonies begin with fasting upon waking. no food, no water. at 6 pm the work begins and at 10am the next morning, the fast is broken with fresh fruit and introspection of the most honest nature. when all is said and done, i will have done 3 36-hour fasts during this ceremonial phase. i am quite literally on another plane of awareness now and in my heart i know that there is no regressing from this new vantage. the gratitude is beyond anything i have felt for millenia.
the second ceremony was last night and the elders informed me that my place at the front of the circle is for the entirety of my time here. i have transcended far beyond fear now and i drank more yage last night than the shamans themselves. they speak with me at length at the end of these ceremonies and tell me that i drink yage the way yage is meant to be drunk. it is the nectar of the spirit world and one should drink as much as one can to honor the spirits. as i went up for my 9th bowl, i was tripping so hard i was trembling with my earthly mind's chatter of fear and limitation. i acknowledge this and drink anyways. the elders hug me constantly and their love is like the light of the cosmos. what they are in these ceremonies transcends language. it must be experienced by all who crave true divinity. i have never known such purity in my lifetime.
so now i sit here eating a banana picked from the land. my two nexian brothers (saidin and heyguyman) are beautiful blossoming flowers
sharing this experience with me. what we have shared is enough to cement our brotherhood for life. the final ceremony is tomorrow and i will drink until i leave the world of language and stand before god's rainbow-colored people. their world is the world beyond language. it is the truest communion. once experienced, i don't believe anyone on the spiritual path could ever not want to return as often as possible.
i cannot recommend this experience higher if i tried. save your money, for there is nothing you could spend it on that would serve
you greater. this is why we are here.
with the deepest love and gratitude,
Antrocles
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