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The Teachings of Don Juanita.

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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 12:07 AM
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I came across a desert toad. I knelt down and took the toad into my hand.

From nothing came a sphere that morphed into the shape of an octagon. From a centerpoint, a Kaleidoscope symmetry of swirling colors. An infinite fractal emerged from the polygon encompassing my vision.

Reflected in each pane was a divergent scene. My eyes fixed to one.

I saw the faceless toiling. They were working in the most menial way. The mechanization of their existence ran machines of pointlessness, and they were compelled to slave away without expression.

The air surrounding them was industrial filth. Blackened by soot, sunlight could barely seep through.

I saw it sprawling for the endless miles.

The radial reflections of many scenes retracted, it rotated counter-clockwise to a pastural one. The green grass and the rural farmhouse. The clear blue skies. But the faces were still expressionless and their bodies were still toiling. The sun beat down.

A fence lined the pasture. It extended for what seemed like infinity. My view followed the fence.

But a repeating frame starting passing as I follow along. The farm kept disappearing, reappearing, and changing each time.

I could fast forward through its several incarnations. As it progressed the farm turned more into the industrial hellscape which each successive variation.

Then it reversed back and spun to another pane.

The land was lush. I progressed through an infinite rainforest. Much like the farmhouse, the landscape followed an endless scene, an endless river. Each bank high in the sky with impressive foliage. As you followed along the trees lining the periphery began to dissappear. Replaced by pallets of goods for shipping. From nature to loading dock.

Then it transitioned to its final scene.

The ground was cracked and the plants were gone. The cracks of an arid endless playa came into view.

They sky was a hazy shade of orange.
There were no more faceless toiling.
Just the cracked ground going on forever.

I followed along without any deviation to be had.

At that point the progression stopped. It quickly rewound all the way back through all the viewed landscapes.

Then reality.

I was back with the desert toad. The landscape was most normal looking once more. I set the toad down and let him hop along its way. As he moved out of view the toad stopped and turned, and I could hear his thoughts, "Why the hell did you just lick me and drool for 15 minutes? It's gonna turn you into a hippie."
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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 12:23 AM
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a reply to: Degradation33

I like it a lot!!! A published book will be out soon for you!



posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 12:25 AM
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a reply to: JJproductions

Lol... thanks.

But I'm probably gonna kill my editor with my laissez-faire use of grammar first.
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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 12:38 AM
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a reply to: Degradation33

You have a fine talent and the words and images you use are entirely fitting and enhance the narrative!

ETA...

Having read it again, I realise it's something that needs a few reads as it's easy to pass over some lovely imagery. I'm so silly, I even missed the Castaneda allusion lol.




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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 01:00 AM
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a reply to: midicon

I may be treading a line of Terms and Conditions. I don't want it to have such a direct drug reference. I used toad licking because it passes network prime time standards and practices. Tried not to glorify it.

It an homage to Castaneda in a way, but also based on a dream.
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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 01:34 AM
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a reply to: Degradation33

Yes, it was a bit Castaneda-like. Enjoyable read


Cheers
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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 03:38 AM
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a reply to: F2d5thCavv2

Synchronicity is a weird thing, as I just listened to Carlos, in an interview from way back, about the six years he spent with Don Juan and the conclusion of its effect on him from two different world views.



posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 07:54 AM
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a reply to: Degradation33

Reality: drooling


I'll just grab the fractal
spin me back
back
jigsaw puzzle trees
back
Okay.

There were three of us that afternoon, sitting on a concrete pipe which had once been part of an irrigation system. The sky was a medium blue, nearly cloudless.

The first guy looked up and said "hey
Look at the footprints
all over the sky."

Then I looked up, and sure enough
"They're in a circle"

In unison "all over the sky"

The third guy didn't even look up, so he missed out.

First guy: "Look at the big one"

Me: "It's flipping the bird."

The music just came, all on its own:

Together we sang:

The Cloud Song

Look at the footprints
all over the sky.

They're in a circle
all over the sky.

Look at the big one,
its flipping the bird.

That was our number one greatest hit.

Reality: It became our inside joke.

Not even the other guy got it.
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Additional note: I could have made a standalone thread with this, but then I would have had to re-create the context, and readers would wonder "What fractal? What fractal?"

Lazy man that I am, I decided to ride Juanita's coattails.

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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 11:24 AM
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a reply to: Degradation33

Great imagery and an unexpected end.




posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 11:46 AM
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Out of all my experiences, only Datura was worse than Kambo.



posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 12:38 PM
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a reply to: pthena

Reality is always drooling compared to the grand epiphanies that preceeded it.

a reply to: Enica

Thank you.

a reply to: olaru12

Not Kambo. But a reference to the Colorado River Toad (Sonoran Desert Toad) that secretes the compound 5-MeO-D*T from their legs. But it wasn't really needed to be explained in useful detail, so it was danced around somewhere near PG13. And like Kambo, several have horrible experiences with it. Not recommended.

The horror stories I have heard of Datura.

Always along the lines of "I was found half naked, dehydrated, and near death on the side of the road".

Jimsonweed needs this PSA as one of the things ONE SHOULD NEVER TRY. And so does amphibian venom while we're at it.
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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 02:24 PM
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a reply to: Degradation33

Jimson weed the witches flying fuel......finely Ground up seeds mixed with Patchouli oil and rubbed on your

3rd eye. Next stop....around the bend in about 8 miles.

Desert toads are abundant here in the "Land of Enchantment" very popular lil dudes, it's a cryin shame they can't keep a secret.
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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 02:56 PM
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a reply to: Degradation33

Flowers are always pretty.
I almost posted a flower picture
but read your PSA
so:

Honeysuckle

Sourgrass


Sweet and Sour Bass

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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 09:04 PM
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a reply to: Degradation33

I love the title .... So appropriate to the small tale of a desert toad. Love it.



posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 09:06 PM
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a reply to: olaru12

That's why their lips are sometimes sown shut. but lizards are worse so maybe not necessary with toads.



posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 09:08 PM
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a reply to: Degradation33

The poltice made from the root of the ally called datura is how the brujas skinwalk.



posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 09:54 PM
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a reply to: pthena

Seabass is freaking great. Thank you for the plants resembling flowers then.

a reply to: CoyoteAngels

Thank you.

Call it Locoweed for a reason.

The only legit Bruja i ever met was a Palo Santo Bruja. That is a supremely disgusting version of a Caribbean/West African hybrid. Comes from Cuba.

It's essentially an altar of dead animals and human remains (like a skull) that gives you power. You have to feed the altar (Nganga) with dead or sacrificed animal blood, flesh, and maggots. The object being to harness the power of its disgustingness. Basically Santeria with rotting flesh instead of candles of St. Anthony.
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posted on Sep, 17 2023 @ 11:45 PM
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a reply to: Degradation33

A few years ago you could buy cones of datura at the pharmacist, they were sold to actually smoke in case of a bad asthma attack, which it did immediately, The effect is totally different from ingesting the plant, in the East, it is called poor mans opium, for obvious reasons, It is a plant that must never be eaten. Many toxic plants can be smoked without ill effects but eating them will kill you quickly.
The zombification in Haiti used this plant after the initial burial to keep the unfortunate subject stupified when enslaved in the plantation which would be their residence for the foreseeable future..



posted on Sep, 18 2023 @ 07:35 AM
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a reply to: anonentity

I'm not sure where you are but the datura variety in the SW USA, smoking is bad too. Experimenters end up in the ER trying to do just that.

I thought zombie drug came from puffer fish.



posted on Sep, 18 2023 @ 07:35 AM
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a reply to: anonentity

I'm not sure where you are but the datura variety in the SW USA, smoking is bad too. Experimenters end up in the ER trying to do just that.

I thought zombie drug came from puffer fish.



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