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Mirror Mirror at the Head of My Bed
By
© Ludis Cuckold
Tribal
Consciousness 2
The concrete and glass walls of
academic institutions and their contempt for subjective thought of homo sapiens notwithstanding, the glans
sex of the latter percieves the object—which the transgendered professors of
the English Department at Princeton U. have in mind— more accurately than the
professors. I am thinking of the subjectivity that rules when Joyce’s Leopold
Bloom and Molly Bloom speak. Most of what
they spoke or thought is for ever lost.
Subjective thinking in a world that
is contemptuous of it and limits itself to ‘scientific thinking’ surely is a
“no” in a universe, where Molly’s “I said, yes… I will, yes…” echoes to Leo’s
“Say, yes, my mountain flower…” is tread into transgendered academic hamburgers.
… forgive us city
people, for we know not what we think, say, or do! !
Here is what I recently wrote Daisy
about the separation of body, mind, and spirit. I was encouraged to transgress
my ‘through presence only’ method of teaching with a linear missive after
several days of ingesting muscaria
amanita, which I did after a few years of abstinence. The encouragement
came as a result of this being the right season (tis August, and I had the
chance to buy four pails full of amanitas
from my neighbors who fear the amanita
is ‘poisonous’), and a spell of time during which I had cpme to feel that my
mind had begun to stagnate.
A day earlier, I had told Daisy
about an experience I had after ingesting an amanita. I spoke about my experience, because I wished to suggest to
Daisy* that she, too, try it.
*At
this time, Daisy continues to exhibit many timid traits (which I discuss in
Part 1 and 2 of this 3 part 'book'), and the story about the mushroom being
‘poisonous’ has taken hold of her belief system seemingly beyond repair.
As I explained to Daisy: …the only
‘’frightening thing’ you might experience during the first day or two (or
three) of ingesting a ‘poisonous’ amanita
muscaria is that of a sense of body and mind separation, or what those who
have had a near death experience describe as an ‘out of body’ experience. It is
true that the experience of being separated from one’s body may frighten those
who never have had such an experience. I do not deny that this may produce a feeling
of anxiety. However, the experience is harmless in that it is but a surprise
one gets used to. In a worst case scenario of anxiety (heart palpitations; onset
of diarrhea), one should be encouraged to close one’s eyes, listen to Dietrich
Fischer-Dieskau sing Franz Schubert’s Du bist die Ruh, have a friend hold hands, and go take a nap.
My first course meal (after any
period of absence) of the amanita is
to consume one middling size cap (about 5 cm across or a teaspoon of amanita powder). After brushing off the
spores that cover the underside of the crown with a knife, I cover the
underside with butter and blue cheese (if you do not like blue cheese, you may
substitute it with feta cheese; it masks the taste of a raw or dry mushroom cap
that some may not be used to*), then thoroughly chew and swallow.
*the
fat content of butter and cheese may be important in activating the chemicals
inherent in the cap of tbe amanita. While I do not know if it is essential, I
know it is essential if one takes marihuana as tea, butter must be added. This
is why on a long ago trip to India, I was offered marihuana in a cup of
unskimmed buffalo milk and Tibetans offer tea with yak butter.
If the portion produces no results
(one middling cap is my recommendation for first time users), repeat dose on
the following day, with the brave ones perhaps adding a second mushroom cap.
There need not be a rush. If you feel apprehensive, take a year off. If you are
determined enough, the experience will not escape you;--you will be haunded by
memories of failure until you overcome it. On the third and fourth day, take
whatever amount of mushrooms your up to date experience leads you to think you
ought to take. I seldom exceed three mushroom caps. I am reminded of the
sensation I had some sixty years ago when I first smoked a marihuana joint from
one end to the other. I giggled only the second time around a year later.
So, this is what I told Daisy: “In
the beginning God created Eve, and Eve created for herself a companion she
named Adam. At this time, both Eve and Adam had not yet had an out of body
experience, but were wholy in-body creatures.
“Then one day both Adam and Eve went
berry picking, and when they got to a berry grove they knew, they were met there
by a snake who addressed them: “Pssst! Der Feind hoert mit!* I know something
you don’t know! If you follow me, I will show you what it is.”
*”Psst!The
enemy is listening in”. The message of certain German posters during WW2
warning not to speak publicly of military movements
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