Tagged: Daime

Rio de Janeiro: Stalking a Crippled Masturbator

Rio de Janeiro: Stalking a Crippled Masturbator

Rio de Janeiro: Stalking a Crippled Masturbator. March 17. Our friend Csilla from Hungary is an English teacher here in Rio de Janeiro.  When she used to live in an apartment in downtown Rio, the doorman of her complex thought she was a prostitute.  An eastern European woman who had plenty of male visitors in business suits, who would stay for an hour and then leave again… St Patricks Day No Way.  I just do not feel like drinking right...

Rio de Janeiro Forest: After Ayahuasca

Rio de Janeiro Forest: After Ayahuasca

Rio de Janeiro Forest: After Ayahuasca. March 16. I woke up in my tent at noon.  It was hot.  Sweaty hot.  I packed up my tent and went to find the others.  It was the next day after ayahuasca and everyone was hanging out on the rock.  I felt like an outsider because all I wanted to do was go home.  So, I went to the church where the guitar remained from last night and I played it for a bit...

Ayahuasca and Mental Inception – Rio de Janeiro Forest

We were up early to meet a group of three other gringos at Central station at 10am. We were early. We were tired. We caught an air conditioned seat reclining nearly empty bus to somewhere outside of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. I was not in charge so I had no idea where we were going and I did not really care. I just knew that the road was taking me to a place I have never been to in my consciousness.

Rio de Janeiro Before Ayahuasca

Rio de Janeiro Before Ayahuasca

Rio de Janeiro Before Ayahuasca. March 14. It was hot and the mosquitoes who used to bite Csilla at night, have found me at the half way point to her room and, being lazy mosquitoes that they are, dine on me instead so Csilla no longer has bites in the morning.  You are welcome!  They were relentless to me last night and I could not sleep until 4am and I had to have a shower to make myself tired enough...