Treasure Island report - pt. 2

After several spliffs & several buses we found ourselves at TC & Jolene's abode in Berkeley, not far from People's Park.

Lao said she didn't feel like hanging around if we oldsters were just going to be reliving the past, so we banned nostalgia for the mind-poison that it is & decided on other entertainment.

TC & Jolene, like myself, are still narco-anarchists, & like myself, in the passing years they have moved to the strictly organic. During the punk heyday, I never much had the desire to do psychedelics in social settings, as the punk scene was more conducive to amphetamines & alcohol. Since then I have changed my ways & only do what I (or friends) can grow. That means I normally limit myself to weed & 'shrooms (which I brought along for this adventure in abundance). TC, on the other had, living in a more urban space, has turned his green thumbs to cacti & poppi (which he had in even more abundance).

Jolene had constructed an authentic Pawnee sweat lodge in their back yard & this is where we spent the majority of the next two days. First we performed a cleansing ceremony with much sweating & chanting, then we moved on to a Peyote ritual with a great deal of fun with the little green man (liberally infused with peace-pipe loads of green & O).

Here's some musick to listen to while you ponder these events.

Various Billy Childish groups - The(e) Billy Childish Native American Sampler, 

Sub Pop SP206, 1993.
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Enjoy,
NØ

To be continued...