The wild field.

Shamanism is a species wide practice. No one group owns or has privilege to engage with the forces of the earth and the cosmos exclusively. No one owns, death, magic, healing, illumination. We have been shamanic longer than we have been "civilized" and cross cultural pollination has been going on for ages as we continue to do so now. We are natural born for wonder and knowledge. There is an investment by certain intellectuals to be unloving towards folks who practice this path without the credentials they think are required for validation in communing with the earth and supra sensible dimensions. Hilarious. There are all kinds of "concepts" out there that move beyond what these kinds of thinkers offer. Here are a few shamanic concepts : Heterotopia, Immanence, Inter-civilizational Dialogue, hybridity, geophilosophy, rhizome. These concepts offer novel ways to situate subjectivity, ecology, politics and the cosmic. Even with the aforementioned horizons the live wild goes on. Folks who attempt to restrict what genuine shamanic practices are have an agenda that, while admirable in attempting to protect certain groups from the perpetual predation humans inflict on each other and other sentient beings, nevertheless, miss the ontology of what controlled transcendence is pointing to.


Entries from the Lord of Flowers Journal.

Transcultural entheo shamanic consciousness
is a very specific "event consciousness."
We call it
Hummingbird heavens.

Our original instructions unfold.

Flower songs. Ritual.
Sacred Medicine is carried.
 We are set of relations from the molecular to the Cosmic.
 It is a choice of relating experientially to the world:
 An open present awareness. An inner disposition.
We are made of "god stuff":  Spontaneous emergence of self ordering systems as a property of matter. Luminous. Dynamic. Animism.
Fire flower: A source transmission from one sequential moment that is timeless and spaceless. Open intelligence. Lineage.
 Jaguar love.
There is this boundless inner freedom where the quality of attention outshines its contents yet "feels" them.
This state already has a set of capacities that come on line: : tranquility. wonder. joy. awe. inspiration. majesty. stillness...Beauty, in other words.
There is "Confianza": a fundamental trust to find our own way. a remarkable wisdom knowing: Intuition. As if a dynamic energy from elsewhere is guiding us.

 Star serpents. Red frogs.

There is overflowing joy.
We are peaceful. Sovereign.
Incredibly present. Fully here. Not distracted. Beginner's mind. Non resistant. Wide open. Deeply at ease. An unimaginable sensitivity to the evolutionary needs of the moment or context abides.

The world is ever fresh. A timeless spring. 
Evolvability. Adaptability.
We are serene.  Exalted.

 At home. In love with the Universe.

The Cosmophysics of shamanism: 
Reality is in a process and dependent on who is looking at the spatio temporal context.
 A glorious shape shifting Super Being abides. 
Hybrid Novelty is inherent. The multiple in the moment is ever present. The plane of potentiality insists. Subjective openness to possibility and realization is cultural agency. 
Shamanism is subversive since it lives permanently between categories. Sensitivity to transformative ethics is ongoing new medicinal syntax. The participatory logic of rhizomes is magic. There is danger at the edge.


Becoming chameleon

Become chameleon, says the Old one ( who in reality is a pack of many). Survive through adaptation. Blend with the forest.

So your mother thinks you have been kidnapped by guards at her door, that she is 7 months pregnant, that she attacked her caretaker from her bed with a cane accusing her of sleeping her with your dad, that she thinks you will arrive by a helicopter she paid for.

 There is humor in that in some way.  You don't have to carry her sorrow anymore or carry the guy who carries that.  

And this feral cat you have been taking care of for 12 years or so that the doctor says could be a vestibular infection as you watch Ms Grey shake her head spasmodically, tumble and fall, that you bring her food, that you bring indoors to hear her at times wail at full lungs in distress.

She lived to maximize her full feline wild thanks to your pack with the Jaguar clans.

Turn into dissolution, fragmentation, scattered flows, go with the undulating black mist, allow the pulsations from the unknown to take you in/out through..

Remember when you, your younger brother and newly born sister were staying in hostels and you saw that kitten be pumped full of bullets before breakfast in the middle of the courtyard because it was meowing too loud and it annoyed one of the tenants. At 9 years old you watched from the stairwell. Go with it. Surrender again.

Trust me, says the Old one who is not one but many.

You see the resonances between your feral, your childhood kitten and your derailed mother. What kind of archetype is this? What sort of assemblage?
And , the old one (who in reality is a pack) insists:

Don't forget how Dona Rosa found out about the killing and chased the tenant through the kitchen into the dining room where another tenant stuck his foot out to trip that hijo de puta. Yes, do not forget how Rosa, that big matron, straddled his chest and put the tip of that sharp kitchen knife on his chest and told him she would kill him if he ever did anything like that again. The tenant left the next day.

Remember Nietzsche, the Old one says :one must have chaos within to give birth do a dancing star.

I am just utterly amazed at this Strange Magic that leads me from sorrow to open ended intelligence.

So, I become a chameleon striped with multiple frequencies rotating perspectives with my lizard star eyes. I stick out my tongue and seize mana from the entropy and chasms. I let go of the branch and fall into the deep earth of my soul again changing this process to word colors that carry high wave luminosity where all of this mire of things shape shifts into novel forms of love.

Good medicine typically prevails.

sometime now


Plant Medicine

We are told to lay low.  Not to draw attention to ourselves or DJ.  If there is an out pour of support for him then a deeper investigation might lead to harsher penalties from a  French judge.

The strategy is that even though, there is a documentary, a book, videos, and many, many folks who have sat with him in Ayahuasca Ceremonies through out the planet, maybe the judge will send DJ back to Peru to be with his family, if, somehow, evidence of his long history abroad of bringing the Amazonian brew can be dissimulated.
Perhaps so.

France is very anti-immigrant at the moment so the charges of importation and distribution of a controlled substance against DJ along with his host, Cyrillio, who apparently had been on the radar of French police for a bit is mired in complex sociopolitical dynamics.

Sadness, loss, disappointment, anger and hope  is what I am experiencing as I write this.

They each have separate lawyers, Cyrilio and Don Jose.  The Ayahuasca Defense Fund is involved.  I presume DJ will be presented as what he is: A traditional healer from Peru. Cyrilio and his operation will most likely get scoured for trafficking. Money needs to be raised. 10,000 Euros to begin with and no less than 40,000 euros as Jose's case moves through the court system for the next year and half or so.  Maybe, though unlikely, bond will be posted and he can stay with a French family awaiting trial instead of incarceration at Vesoul, France.

 DJ has very wealthy friends and associates who support him.  There is a good chance that the funds for his defense can be raised.  Character references, testimonies of the benefits of Ayahuasca and so on can be sent to his lawyer and so forth.   The French Court, along with with many who work the levers of justice, politics, medicine, and spirituality will benefit from being educated about the Vine of the Soul or so we hope.
In the meantime, letters of support, clothing, etc., can be sent to DJ.  A prisoner number is given.  All correspondence will be checked by the guards.
I am saddened, first of all, because DJ and I collaborated on a book and documentary together through MWP Divine Arts.  We also activated Ceremonies throughout many new places. I learned much from him as his shamanic musician, ally, and most of all friend for many years. We had a great time together.  I feel a sense of loss and concern for my brother who must be experiencing fear, loneliness, regret, and anger.

I am also, passingly, upset with him.  DJ had been declared personna non grata almost 5 years ago for violating the conditions of his tourist visa in the United States.   I had advised him not to venture out as he was planning but sure enough the rolls of cash, paintings, business cards and the acknowledgement of a friend he trusted that he was earning income while in the US were obvious violations of Immigration Law.

Those of you inside the world of Aya know how treacherous certain components of the practice can be.  From the outset Aya medicine has been deployed as a shamanic weapon against enemies in the Wilds of South America. The healing properties of the brew can be secondary to other interests. Fear, avarice, protection, and retaliation have motivated many of the indigenous people to use this amazing compound in the service of all kinds of power games.  Even though the Aya Diaspora has brought other traditions from the West such as yoga,  Buddhist brushtrokes, New age sympathies,  neuro-cognitive therapies, etc., to generate unique hybridities in the ritual use of Ayahuasca, shadow lines st permeate the Aya habitat.  Such dark features of the practice along with Ayahuasca's illegality throughout much of the planet create a culture that is riddled with players that are in it for the money,  fame, power over others, status, and the full spectrum of the human all too-human.

Shamans, curanderos, healers as we know are self shamanizing while in Ceremony.  It is not just about the participants.  The facilitators of Ayahuasca groups are involved in an experiment of psychological and spiritual transformation of their own through the songs, music, dance, prayers, cleansing and stories that occur in these circles.  DJ is no different and here is where I will allow myself to voice my upset.  Why do this, my dear amigo?  Why jeopardize your well being, the possible loss of longtime contact with your family, the distress this brings to many of us by taking such a chance in bringing medicine to France of all places and on the way to Bhutan? Do you need the money that much when you have a thriving legal spot in Pucallpa that brings you folks all year long at pricey admission fees? Is it to spread the medicine when it has already wound its way through the planet in the hands of many solid facilitators and shamans?  Who in your circle of associates is whispering to you to be so reckless with your life?  What is their agenda?  What drives you to say "Yes" to such risk taking?

Very well.  Done.  I cleared an intense aggressive edge around the bust.

We are told to lay low.  In whatever country you reside and if you are tied to DJ in some way morph into an owl, bizon, armadillo, worm.  Avoid the surveillance apparatus. There is much value in this advice even though French law and the USA where I currently reside have different legal and sociopolitical and juridical constellations. Risk for an encounter with the Law is always a concern.  In my own personal case,  I choose a different strategy. I will continue on my path which is one of affirmation of many new collectives emerging, of novel subjectivities and embodiments, of hybrid lineages and spacious intelligence.  I will continue to surround my self with folks who have left behind certain kinds of predilections and ambitions.

 We are exalted creatures of pure wisdom magic and of open ended knowledge creating benefit in all ways.  We will find ways to advance Shamanism as an evolving wisdom culture.

Certainly, there is "medicine"  to ponder besides my personal integration of the situation:  Who regulates what you put in your body, how, and why?  How can international law benignly accommodate alternate religious/socio/political/medicinal practices?  How to address the rampant mythologizing of Aya through out the globe? What are the ethical responsibilities of facilitators, guides, and participants when transgressing the laws of their respective countries?   What do "healing,"  "awakening," mean in Plant medicine practices? 

For now, I will send my friend, DJ, clothes, songs and money.   I look forward to swimming with him again in the Amazon streams.  I look ahead to practice Ceremony anywhere on the earth a free sentient being.



Xochigallo felt generous towards Rafasputin, at least that day. Amidst the clink and chatter surrounding their table at “Sun in Your Belly” café, a transmission occurred from Xochigallo to Rafasputin.  Acidhead Cannedy was there joining them at the table.  He was a witness to how it all got put in motion.

Rafasputin wanted many things, shamanic power, recognition, more money, more hair.  He wanted artistic notoriety.  He was seeking feedback as to how his spiritual work and practice was evolving.  Rafasputin respected Xochigallo and the Ritual Art Experiments conducted by him.  Performance events involving magic, theatre, dance, strange attractors and even ayahuasca Ceremonies were ancient medicine to the likes of Xochigallo, now an old mystic and provocateur.

Xochigallo was the one that suggested that Rafasputin stage a ritual performance to be streamed live with a small size audience from the Atlanta community of artists (sculptors, videographers, painters, rap wizards, a dancer, one musician), 5 women with shaved heads, 2 macaws, a mound of earth, a sheet of paper, candles.

Rafasputin was to perform a ritual to atone men for all their transgressions against women, nature, animals, each other, the mis use of technology, the general narcissism of men thinking they were the crown of creation (perhaps true) by enacting a Ceremonial bloodletting, like the Mayan priests used to do, as a way to appease their capricious deities.

And so, Rafasputin enervated by this cleansing spell of which he was the embodiment, the magical amulet itself, followed Xochigallo’s suggestion and pierced the base of his penis on stage at THAT ART GALLERY with a prismatic obsidian blade Xochigallo lent him and thus purified himself and malekind with crimson drops of blood.

The performance went viral on several media platforms.
We are now seeing the effects.


Illuminations and Deep Art. On Richard Sudden.

I adhere to the view that Art can be revelatory, transformative, and healing.  That art can possess such powers points to the way of a different kind of wisdom and practice in all manners Aesthetic.  For me, the mystery of say something like the experience of beauty is that, unlike a strict Platonic eidos, beauty is in itself is a shifting admixture of joy, serenity, awe, wonder, majesty. Beauty is of multiple design. The degree of power in an artwork  is in how the elements above are arranged according to varying degrees of intensity and inflection.

Liquid Modernity is a term used to denote art in flux. Our time. Signifiers, symbols, icons, are seen to be dislodged from their source horizon of meaning into a vacuous stream of images circulating the multiple media platforms of our age as mere surface fascination in the service of late capital interests. We are impoverished by this lack of substance and depth many would argue.

Calls are made for Artists to engage in novel productions of collective and subjective formations as a counter intelligence to market interests and the vacuity of current aesthetic production.  If there is a crisis in defining who we are or what we are about in part it is because we live in a post metaphysical age.  Each artist is an island unto themselves.  The impact of their work is limited to a few supporters who understand the private semiotic of their ouvre. We do not have a cosmological constant any more as in previous epochs.

What to do then if you are a contemporary artist sifting through hyper swarms of information, images, and divergent views on art, life, and death?  How does one become sane when Capitalism and Schizophrenia in a Deleuzian sense produce not affirmative liberation but more subjugated and emptied bodies?

One way through, I found,  is in the current exhibit of Richard Sudden titled "Illuminations" on display at the Madison Morgan Cultural Center.

The exhibit is divided into three separate Gallery rooms.  Respectively,  Gallery one: Timeline.  Gallery Two: Particle and Wave. Gallery 3: On the Nature of Things.

Unlike Physics, Art can show a particle and wave occurring simultaneously.  Using perforated cardboard and paint, the works in Gallery Two, where I started the viewing, manage to locate not only physical properties of matter but their ensuing metaphorical value. That matter, light, and energy differentiate into individuated particulars is a wondrous event, a marvel that Sudden treats with a quiet elegance that glimmers through out the space.  We are invited to experiment with grand themes such as speed and stillness, the unique and universal, the palpable and unseen, as well as the complexities of emergence as a property of nature. Hetero optics.  One can not help but appreciate how the very materials used to situate these observations are in themselves articulations of light and matter which are here a Univocity, nevertheless.

Whether you are gazing at Red Oculus 3, White Orb 2, Penelope and Telemachus,  or any of the other 11 "paintings" one can not help but be provoked into deeper intimations about processes which subsist, insist and persist as sources of our own embodied cognitions.

Before I go too far into my study of the exhibit I want to point out that much of the voltage in "Illuminations" is the  refined sensibility by which Mr. Sudden maps out his endeavor.  There is a luminous, serene, refined, and meditative quality that evokes higher contemplative registers, say of Taoist Masters, yet executed through a very modern technical sophistication.

Gallery One named "Timeline" is a study on a small scale of larger Cosmological processes.  As you enter  an already darkened room where a deceleration of light appears to occur, on a table, there  is a fossil  artifact with jagged edges at both ends dimly lit by an small overhead lamp. I took this private moment to be an observation not only about my own finitude/continuation but also about the nature of Time-Light-Matter as well:  As you move in further into the room there is an amazing installation piece revealing, as if from some Mystery School Initiation inside a hallowed cave, the Order of the Cosmos. Continuity. Discontinuity. Light. Shadow. Polarities. Intensity.  Distance. Immediacy. Gravity. Lightness.  Openness.  Closure.  Patterns.  And, unlike the rigid mathematical fixity of fractal patterns navigating the Popular Imaginarium, the regularity of what nature constructs has a more organic temperament through Mr. Sudden's lenses.  A sculptural piece on the corner of the gallery called Alabaster Brain suggests an animating intelligence to the Meso Cosmos we are embedded in.  Key to the "effect" of Gallery One's ecology is a black and white video stream embedded on the wall above the fossil artifact.  The video shows silhoutted tree branches waving slowly as clouds pass above us.  The architecture of the World has permutation and fluidity.

We move onto"On the Nature of Things"  at Gallery 3.  There are several large sized canvasses hanging from the ceiling as if they were Potent Scrolls/Palimpsests for a people yet to arrive or a people that came and went and, or, more likely, myself,  a dweller of the Deep Art Ecology the entire exhibit explores.

 Here are some titles from Gallery 3:  Cosmos, Geometry of the Egg, Graviton, Bees, The Leaf, Seed, Mudra, and there are two sculptural pieces completing this habitat: Meditation and Hive.

For now,  I will mention the piece called Mudra since it allowed me to more keenly see how the materiality of the canvass paradoxically disappears making transparent developmental forces not readily seen that interweave with human agency ( Sun, plants, cells, gravity, language,  concepts themselves, electricity, death and on).  A Mudra is a Sacred Gesture.  Like Art can be.

If thought is a form of light itself, as Sudden  implicitly demonstrates in his work, and art is material for its many adumbrations, then Liquid Modernities' unhinged proliferation of fascinating optics without a pause  can be reflected through Bio cosmic sensibilities, where without converting into existential mystics (and yet that too is allowed), art morphs into affirmative declarations of interdependence and emergence. 

Sudden's "Illumination"  is a steady study in Bio-cosmology shown to us with the masterful craftsmanship, patience and the "simplicity" of a Zen Culture Creative: Graceful. Curious. Trusting. Knowledgeable. Warm. He shows us a living Universe from which we emerge, respond, and co design with. The materials he works with evoke intimate atmospherics as well as super subtle luminosities.

The very first and last piece you see in this exhibit is called Neurons.  This complex system of self arising cells which are conduits for our experience and seen under steely microscopes mirror the Canvass piece called Cosmos. A cosmos we also explore but through massive telescopes.  Densities of Light and Shadow.
To see with "both eyes" is to see both the local and the global.  A rare attainment in this age of the Anthropocene.

Thank you, Richard.


Mercado Sagrado

(for Shana Robbins)

In Bali, The Majestic Volcano Agun, hosts at its summit, what the Balinese call the Sacred Market.  Each day at Dawn the various deities, gods and goddesses convene to agree on how and when they are going to play, mix with, influence, and alter the fate of the humans down below. Their transactions rule the day. 
As the sun rises they go forth to the island.  Proper offerings to the Transcendent are a must.

In Aztec lore there is the Tonalmatl,  a cosmic individualized design  that is a practical psycho spiritual/cognitive map to guide, edify, cultivate, proper behavior in response to one's living.

At  a Mercado Sagrado,  the art of managing the various forces both from Unseen worlds (i.e, the Archetypal Non visible, The Nagual,...) and evident worlds (beauty, wealth, wisdom, power)  guide the exchanges of art, music, and craft, to bring about the most auspicious and advantageous alignments within the divine framework of a person's life.  Right reciprocity is welcomed.


Strange optics in Visionary Art.

I write this in haste.  What follows is more of a marking to disassemble a very complex socio historical space.

Perhaps, it is best to begin formulating the question.  This first pass will no doubt be inadequate.

What if during the advent between Buddhism and psychedelics the African American wing of the political corpus had already achieved economic, social, and spiritual power?

What I want to get to is that visionary art is far from complete the way it is represented now.  The privileged white class intelligentsia dominated the narrative of how to approach altered states of consciousness.

Much of the visionary art out there purporting access to Platonic dimensions and hyper space realms is usually heavily tinged with Hindu and Buddhist mythology. We must be discerning as to their veracity and inadvertent duplicity with social forces that might not fully liberate novel subjective and collective formations. By that I mean, both Hindu and Buddhist paradigm can lead to a withdrawing of praxis in the advancement of political and economic parity.  Altered states are often a by pass away from action.

Is it worthy to examine how the works of Alex Gray and many others from similar schools trap thought, spirit, emotions into a pre ordained theological horizon?  I think there is fertile soil in such a venture sociologically, philosophically and artistically.  Where is the liberation in re instantiating of theological world views that too often replicate both the hiearchical structures  of Christianity and Capitalism?

Aesthetically, the visionary work is compelling and seductive yet their representations remain Androcentric and didactic. Compassion, love, transformation are possibles within the human experience and pursuits of mine as well. Much of visionary art points to this.  I am sympathetic. Yet, there are absent streams of expression that are problematic.

The oldest shamanic cultures are from Africa. Their spiritual force is in the immediacy of the body through dance, chanting, shaking, laughter.  The passage between "first world" and "second world" is experientially somatic vivid and true. The healing and empowering voltages received during their alternate states are not those of Shiva, Buddha, Christ, or Fractals extraordinaire. What would the "inner" panoromas look like in say, painting? Would not the intensities, flashes, and deliverance  be full of transmission as textures of color, lines, flashes and not as representational paintings of men and women dancing?  What kind of spiritual milieu would we be living in aesthetically, ethically,and philosophically if  the power of thinking and being had not being curtailed by certain Eastern forms of transformation impactful as they can be?

MesoAmerica remains replete with singular hybrid creatures and widely divergent responses to subtle cognitive realms of embodiment.  The early groundings of contemporary entheogenic metaphysics missed opportunities to generate other states of becoming or even ontological narratives that are forces for liberation and understanding.   The current representation of shamanic states also has been populated for a variety of reasons by an iconography suited to Western/Eastern tropes which I consider a disturbing development.

We need to explore further the implications of what the exclusion of other shamanic/transformational accounts mean for the story of awakening/enlightenment/shamanism/psychedelia and how alternate visionary accounts could favor more freedom of thought and action for the context we are living including the lack of female visionary artists. The power of the state to control what you think, feel, create, and consume is unprecedented throughout the globe.  Does contemporary visionary art liberate us to novel subjective formation or does it help perpetuate a passivism and restriction of what else can be constructed?

I pose this as questions that I am still developing further and propose that instead of a visual catechism we explore through color and form the diversity of climates in alternate states mapping out zones of intensity and passage for a while instead of mystified anthropocentric selfies

The void is teeming with life.

a. r.



The mindstream now must be luminously fluid, adaptable, steady, capable of morphing, assimilating, reconfiguring, and releasing. We are in a new animism where our digital devices have agency just as plants, stones, and animals have personhood for other people on the planet. Our relational condition is way more complicated in an age whose ordinates we are stammering and stuttering to encode and decode. We dwell on a new cultural edge where the power to affect and be affected is hyper realized. The talisman, the sacred fetish at the altar is discernment. How to keenly cultivate this power that differentiates and orders to optimize our sentience, cognition, and efficacy. The entire Cosmos is alive with information. Personally, the ongoing challenge and practice is how to liberate joyous affects and put them in circulation. To get to joy requires a very individualized process of coming to terms with the terrible savage beauty that surrounds us and we are part of. We are nature. Nature is multiple with its overabundance of horrific and majestic offspring that affects us and we affect. A life long art of open incantations, hard science, surrendering to love and grief, the numinous and art is a fruitful live experiment for me. I would call it ZenDada with an accent on the discipline of Dada and the humor of Zen.


Tools. Gear. Medicine Bag. Ayahuasca.

Because of the singular process that an Ayahuasca Ceremony provides, for you, specifically, my stance is one of an unyielding trust in your deep intelligence to bring you to your Deep Bright over time:
 Trust, in this authentic, direct, open source, the ground of all lineages, the many transmissions as we know them, and of more to come, to align what is best for you as you commune with ancient and novel allies.

A few words are in order, nevertheless.  Drinking Ayahuasca is a very special undertaking.

You are allowing yourself to go for a major ontological/life changing experience when you embark upon this particular shamanic practice.  Treat yourself with love and respect.  Eat sanely. Clean Foods. Move your body. Hydrate. Prepare yourself at least a couple of weeks before drinking with us.

Be at ease as you approach the ceremony as best you can.  Meditate. Stay buoyant.  Listen to what shows up in your awareness. All the content previous to and after a Ceremony is valuable information. Nectar. Runa. Possible norther stars.

 You can set intentions and attempt to guide your process, of course:
  What are you seeking through this ceremony?
 Healing? (around what/time/relationship/with whom).
 Clarity? (are you asking the right questions?).
Power? (what kind of power and in what context. Power to give? Power to receive?)
Love? (how do you want to love, what kind, whom, where, when, in order to...)
Creativity? (what do you need to express and through what mediums: language, dance, painting, music, thinking, silence...)
And of course, your intent can be to be available to whatever surfaces from the depths of your being. This latter approach is highly revered.

What i mentioned previously can help you optimize benefits from the Ceremony but no more than to suggest that you let go of any preconceptions you might have about the Aya experience.  Beginners mind.
The content of your journey will vary.  Some insights will be very direct and the results of your healing or intention can be immediate.  Other times, there can be discomfort.  Physical. Psychological. Soul aches. Grief. Terror even.  Excellent.  One of the powers of Ayahuasca and the Ceremonial setting is the release, the purge, the letting go and reintegration of places where you are hurt. Soul loss and Soul retrieval.  This is very good. You can and do decide what is your best life.

You can spend time in realms that are multidimensional, celestial, deep and true.  Images that come to you might need interpretation and reweaving into the fabric of your path as you return to your world after the journey.  Be judicious in who you trust with your precious mindstream for sharing or assistance.  Be fluid, playful, respectful and open to what is released in the Jaguar Heavens.

Sometimes, the experience is a "felt" one.  Somatic.  No visuals per say.  Yet you are altered and reconfigured  in ways not quite accessible to you at the time.  Be patient and listen to the subtle within.

All of the above can happen in the course of the 4-5 hrs we will be in Sacred Space-time.  Intensity, Depth, Variation will vary from person to person and within the Atmospherics of what shows up in our Sacred Hoop.

Or nothing might happen to you at all.

I suggest that through out the Ceremony you return  to your breath as a means to anchor your flight.  No matter what the content, whether  joyous or despairing, be mindful of your breathing.  Remember the following: No matter what happens through out your excursion you will return to a new normal after the ceremony. You will come back.

Also, the follow up after your journey is a key ingredient in your transformational success.  Practices that can maintain and advance your evolution abound and within each there are schools with respective methodologies.  Yoga? Shamanism? Therapy? Dance? A religion? Zen? Neuropsychiatry? Your own mixology of the Sacred Ancient and Novel Arts?

I can not answer this for you at this time yet remain available for further dialogues and suggestions if you want.

I have been practicing Shamanic Arts (and there are many) most of my life across many settings with amazing, fulfilling, and life affirming returns over and over again.  I have studied and learned from many traditions.  Men and Women of honor, grace, magic, and love have given me ways into my own truths and power.  Much gratitude to them all.  Always.

I hope this very brief map is of benefit to you.  You are among kindred spirits.  We have been around for ages.  Welcome.

May all you love thrive and may the upcoming Ceremony bring you wisdom bliss and wisdom beauty.

Pura Vida.



Performance Philosophy

Shamanism as I cultivate it is a new form of complexity without a set definition because We are inside its very evolution. It is not a neo paleolitic revival as a response to the encroachment of dominant technological, political, economic forces although practices can go that way. Our responses, however, are embedded within 21st century historicity and constructed within the available artistic, scientific, and affective resources that contemporary culture offers. Shamanism is the embodied exploration of interdependence. Interdependence is "dimensional" since we investigate/advance ontological, epistemological, and ethical ripostes across various platforms. Shamanism reformulates, invents, revolutionizes forms of subjectivity, collective formations and hyper riffs on Love.



schizophonia. Shamanic Construct.


Music as phantasmic language of the alien.
 interactive and extractive processes that produce traffic in the production, circulation and consumption of novel sound relationships that stimulate negotiations and license in the regulation of identity.

Interplanetary howls mixed with a rattle.

The Time Crystal

The Time Crystal is shamanic gear.  A construct.  Concept.


The power lies in the ability to seize different histories, epochs, and ages within a unifying psycho active object.

Of course, we can go from cosmos to radical individual through its optics.  We can apply its reflective properties at various scales of intensity, depth, size, and motion. Simultaneous instantiations of past, present, future are featured.

This multifaceted Crystal with various vectors stemming out shining at different lengths, widths, and layers organizes to contextualize the unfoldment  of a people, species, culture, star system, or a person.

The branches can signify different orders of temporal trajectory and reflection.  Biological, sociological, political, psychological, molecular, Galactic.

This Crystal is oracular. A source of agency.  A shamanic maneuver to shift in a variety of directions what is requiring modification.

You too as well as myself can be seen through the Time Crystal.

The Time Crystal itself emerges, shines, and vanishes.


4 Fragments on a Neo Shamanic philos0phy

To some Ayahuasqueros, hear me:   The only Aya Manifesto is what you uniquelyd display after your journey inside the Healing Hoop.  Your life is the Evolving Statement.. The Ayahuasca Manifesto as an ecrit is a totalizing voice that is shamanic misinformation, passe, and arising from the priest mindform which replicates the dominant hierachical power structures onto the counter intelligence which is the Shamanic Fire. Beware of the Metaphysics of Presence and Societies of Control.  If you want Church go to Santo Daime.  Otherwise, elude the apparatus of capture rampant in neocolonialist appropriations of the Sacred Wild by the sheer beauty and power of your "flower songs."

In Shamanism there is no Universe or Universal.   There is the Heterocosm. A number of possible orders self arising and self organizing and at times in interdependent relation and tension. The shamanic field is heterotopic. Multiple divergent forces occupying alternate zones.  "Soul" is a polyphony of intensities at variable rates of potency and unfoldment.   The Motor of Shamanism is Motion, Change, Transformation. Not even gods and goddesses know how this will turn out. Nevertheless, activated humans can participate in Design engineering. Your  precious loving heart is the Sun dial.

You are born with a double essence.  There is your personality/history/ DNA encodings and there is your Nagual.  You communicate with your Nagual telepathically.  We border cross in Ceremony to tweek and recalibrate the Abominable and the Marvelous of our Nagual. An alive here. An alive elsewhere.  In Meso American Art the Nagual is represented by hybrid creatures with different features, powers and duration.  Your Nagual Shapeshifts.  The Nagual is triggered and sparked by the architecture of your Deep Ecology. Your Habitat. This is the Sacred Nuptial.

Remember that before words become Worlds there is laughter. Laughter precedes language. This Intimate immediate embodiment is immensely pleasurable. Opening intelligence is the precursor: the one whose name can not be spoken.  Delight in the soma angels of the Mystic Canopy.



Some of the new gods are ethereal entities rising from specific historical terrains: Capital. Technology. Military. These forces, in a Titanic Copulatory Menage, birth: Amazon, Google, Facebook: The Internet Triumvirate. The Cyber Trinity. Our identities are both seized and ordered through the angel gadgets: video games, cell phones, and drones in a sweeping electronic storm whose particles we are streaming and assimilating in our respective Central Nervous Systems and Habitats. The Grid has all seeing emissaries . The Luminous is not a counterfeit Numinous. The shine from Tablets and I phones is The Deities' splendor. Worship my friends. Worship. (From a dream where an eight winged silvered dragon fly tapped this message to my forehead with its dancing appendages). 

I woke up. Amused. Delighted. I drank from the gold cup once more. This water had no front or back.



This one.
This transformation.
Unlike others before it.

Now,  I understand that not the grief alone of my brother's passing brings forth the upheaval and fragmentation.  An intelligence from the deep. Ancient deep. Is. Guiding me to an Unknown.  Old personnas die and must be buried.  If I am steady.

In the meantime, shadows, voices, repressed, surface to shine, rage, weep, laugh and fade.  They Make way.

Sometimes,  I feel this tremendous voltage inside me: Intimations of what is to arrive.

Beware.  I am not him anymore.   I might not love you like I used to.

I might be an exotic stranger declaring in fresh tongues my new truths.

For the moment.
For the moment.

Let me.
Let me.




The 9th Heaven of Xochipilli

Temples. shamanic utopias. clear minds confronted with their own luminosity. 

Mind fields are emergent intensities of bright. What bejeweled architectures are displayed  effulgent.

I smile. Eyes wide shut. My body is at ease shining without limits.

There is an Open Intelligence. The incalculable darkness I rise from is transparent.

An endless Vision abides.
A flower heart beats itself out with Love.
Immaculate. Awake.



Lucid risings

9 flowering trees surround an open pit.

tdancing spark passes through my forehead.
 Black seeds rolling inside my rattle flare cerulean tongues.
 the earth opens its dreams to my songs.  

I see a bird cage with a photograph inside.  Incense burns.

9 flowering trees surround an open pit.

turquoise waters expand and contract on the wrinkled palms of orange haired apes with peacock feathered helmets.

I hear giant glaciers creak across galactic nights.

My skin mirror is a sun.

 Amethyst  petals coil time pass landscapes where new soil is made from the pupils of talking fish.

She is healing.

The earth is healing.

se waters expand and contract on the wrinkled palms of orange haired apes with peacock feathered helmets.

I hear giant glacers creak across galactic nights.

My skin mirror is a sun.

 Amethyst  petals coil time pass landscapes where new soil is made from the pupils of talking fish.

She is healing.

The earth is healing.



Ancient the belief in the unexplained powers of nature.
Long before the rise of theologies and hierarchies
an elemental intuition still holds sway.

Across the globe,  Planetary neo primitives salute the Giant Techno Totems.  Release your inner Shaman.

We give way to new rituals for possible advents from the unknown.
Deliberate trancers paint their faces beyond neocolonialist neon. 
Many neurohack their bodies for untold perceptions and alliances through Research chemicals and live electronics.
The night has many eyes and hearts. 
Some freaks were born before us. Many now die as we breathe. The pulse goes on.

Come out. Come out. Come out even more,
You who know the finest of light.
This world is ending and we need your fragrant flower waters,
and songs.
We need mother crystals and the first dances for the sun.
And do not forget a good blunt.

There is a communal chant passing through this earth.
Just maybe those that demand your life for their sake will
disrobe upright  before the moon. Perhaps  only to fuck you over till they are satisfied----Whatever it is.
But who knows? Some could see the numinous veils and surrender to the Bright.

If they do not brothers and sisters,
tell each day of your love.
Tell the plants, animals, and the sea.
Walk through your cities with peace and grace...
And just the right dose of hate.

Share with the Entangled ones a good joke.


Skyloops, earthloops, fireloops, self shamanizing...

We engage in sensory engineering: sound, rythm, vision technics repurposed to intensify sensations and propagate new sensory life forms.

Transit without passage....perpetual liminality....yes, this can prevail and yet

there is a call to adventure, thresholds, death, ordeals, a return to the world, the Unknown Thing,

We are ritual syncretists, enact
spiritual edge work...through  

"research chemicals",    psychoactive commodities...diverse sacra...

 We enjoy the counterfeit infinity of psychedelics as well as the counter infinity of a deepest sobriety...

We are the Mixtics

Alberto Roman

Buddhism and Ayahuasca

Shamanism, Buddhism, and Ayahuasca

For several years, I’ve been exploring the relationship between shamanism and Buddhism.

The indigenous expression of Bon shamanism and Buddhist practices are historically interwoven in Tibet. The current form of Tibetan Buddhism is a near seamless synthesis of the two traditions.

One way of viewing shamans is that they are the cultural creatives of their communities. Whether they are providing healing through plants, balms, tonics, antidotes, chants, art-objects, music, story-telling, dance, and ritual, the shaman liberates a Cosmology for a collective according to interdependent forces and variable technologies.

Mastery, of course, varies as it would in any field.

It is to Ayahuasca (a dark bitter brew that some Amazonian tribes drink) that I want turn to within the context of Buddhist meditation and offer some perspective on it.

There is a record of Bon shamans ingesting “entheogens” to bring medicines, power, and knowledge back to their tribes as they interact with various “worlds.” Ayahuasca, in many circles, is revered as a Master Teacher.

The sense of awe, power, and mystery that is available at Deity-like scales during an Ayahuasca journey can serve a practitioner who wants accelerated access to states of consciousness such as detailed in The Flower Ornament Scripture, which Wikipedia notes as describing “a cosmos of infinite realms upon realms, mutually containing one another.”

Much of the accounts of communion, interdependence, participation, and personal humility that we find in spiritual/religious texts throughout various schools are experiences that Ayahuasca can provide. Mind you, Ayahuasca is not Shamanism. It is a “tool,” just one of the many technologies available for positive transmorphing.

I recall that my Vajrasattva practices during and after Ayahuasca experiences, the Sky gazing techniques of Dzogchen, the cutting through, the immense sense of compassion, gratitude, and peace that were part of my conscious practice with Ayahuasca left me blissful and as one with All That Is.

The sense of belonging, possibility, and deep affection that is the afterglow of many Ceremonies is enticing and hard to release. The shamanic sangha is quite the love and beauty fest. “Ceremonial” experiences have impacted my art anddying, but only because I have been a practitioner for several decades.
However, as I got invited to co-chair ceremonies with established Ayahuasqueros (also know as Curanderosand Vegetalistas), my sense of the overall value of this technology led me to the following awareness:

I am more comfortable with the term “hallucinogen” as opposed to “entheogen” (that which releases the divinity within) since I see the word entheogen now as just a psychedelic-politically-correct way to refer to these substances that casts them in the most positive light. There is an unquestioned dogmatic structure operating minimally on the surface of the term that pervades as an “attachment,” even though it is to god realms.

Curanderos are not gurus, spiritual leaders or even necessarily brilliant thinkers. They are quite often afflicted with traumatic developmental histories that remain unresolved after decades of imbibing the brew. They can be invested in power hierarchies, and are often impaired in the areas of intimacy and emotional maturity. In many ways, their level of insight is no greater than the seekers that come to them for illumination and relief.

I have come to view true transformational technologies as being deeper and more thorough than what the volatile ethno-botanicals can deliver on their own. We can bring meditation, therapy, yoga, transversal ontologies, and so on to our practices in styles that enrich us and help us attain greater degrees of participation in a fully self-expressed life. Our syncretic moves are a benefit to Upper Amazon curanderismo without a doubt. And yet, we invest an enormous amount of positive transference to the curandero though what they serve is a plant concoction where we provide most of the psychospiritual ornaments along with extraterrestrials, brujos, and zombies. Is this actually liberating?

Curanderismo is also an incredibly lucrative business and assistants in the money chain, including the ones that host the curanderos in the United States, make enough (tax free) cash to keep invested in it. Let us not forget that for most of the planet N,N-Dimethyltryptamine (DMT), the psychoactive ingredient in Ayahuasca, is a controlled substance with severe penalties being levied against those who’ve been successfully prosecuted for its distribution.

If you are a Buddhist or mystic of any type, yes, study the role of hallucinogens in your life, whatever that life stage, ponder the variety of motivations and reasons, and differentiate from there what is of durable value to you when ingesting the vine. Ayahuasca, at best, can be seen as one of many catalyzing agents that can pry out that which is already clamoring for attention and expression. However, sustained transformation requires a discipline that a tireless pursuit of healing through these concoctions cannot sustain. If you do not integrate this into your awareness, you will remain in a bardo of sensation and fascination. Welcome to shamanic Samsara.

Most of the effects of these substances can be achieved by other means, hence the power of contemporary cultural creative practices. Given the indiscriminate spread and increasing use of Ayahuasca (and other hallucinogens), I believe that most new users are not prepared psychologically or emotionally to reap any long-term enduring benefits from them. The reasons for this are a general presence of ontological-existential immaturity and also because there is no adequate language for referring to these experiences afterwards. And because there is such a variety of modes of partaking of the substances, that it is not possible even to objectively evaluate what the deeper positive changes, if any, have been.

On top of it all, with the grotesque and carnivalesque expansion and proliferation of the Amazonian brew outside their natural contexts of use (even if geographically still in the original regions and countries), what we have now is a free-for-all groping, manipulation, ego-tripping, and narcissistic posturing of both old and new hands. Despite all the enthusiastic claims to the contrary, there is a lot of amateurism in these tropical destinations of so-called “healing” and “spiritual” work. It’s an exotic tourism for some and easy money-making opportunity for others. Contrary to the general impression of growth and expansion (true at the most obvious level), there will be more “accidents,” bad trips, abuse, and malpractices in this unregulated wild frontier -- not a very healthy or sane environment for “enlightenment” or “healing.”  (zarko)

Let me ask you this: are not the rampant modern mythologies around the so-called “teacher” or “healing” plant, ”plant spirits,” and “dark/malevolent entities” part of the Legions of Mara as well? Who is the self that believes in any one of these?

Until there is a true, sophisticated, rich, and critical synthesis of the best of the original (native) practices with the best of the western advanced interdisciplinary epistemological and therapeutic methodologies, insights, and knowledge, I respectfully suggest you let go of these dubious contemporary playgrounds of/for the psyche. They can be fun, certainly, but also dangerous for many. Or, just a plain waste of time.

Meditate, don't hallucinate. Balance between reason and intuition is the Great Mystic Health.