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.