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Showing posts with label Odyssey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Odyssey. Show all posts

Monday, June 8, 2026

mercury

People don't like honesty.
Yes, that will lead to accusations that you are a jerk.
What do you do then?
You lie.
I thought that was immoral or something.
It is.
So, your whole life is a lie.
That is correct.
That's how you play and survive in the world.
You live a lie.
No wonder people are fucked up.
Yeah, and then when you get older and start questioning things there are these spiritual outfits that invite you into their world by dangling the carrot of reclaiming your authentic true self.
Yes, it's seductive and these enterprises have got their feel on the pulse of the fake lives we lead.
You then get sucked into their vacuum.
They take advantage of you by offering practices that will help you reclaim your true self.
What's wrong with that?
Have you ever wondered what your true self is and what they want?
Yes, of course.
What do you think about it?
My true self when revealed creates a reaction in others where I am rejected or they don't like me.
Why is that?
I can't be controlled.
Why not?
I'm mercury.
What does mercury contain?
Your story.
People want your story.
They get it in their hot little hands and then it slips away.
That must be frustrating.
Sure is.
It generates a lot of animosity towards you.
I've noticed.
They think they can get a handle on me and are attracted to me.
As time moves along, they see it is a fool and I'm discarded.
Why?
I'm of no use to them.
So, you think people just want to use you?
Obviously.
That's a terrible outlook on life.
I know.
Prove that I'm wrong.
I'm not sure your family feels that way.
What would happen if I stopped providing for everyone?
They wouldn't put up with you.
Exactly.
Yeah, you're a lot to put up with.
They put up with me because I am a provider.
If I didn't provide, where would I be?
Alone.
Why?
Everyone would leave you.
You are an attractive provider.
Why?
You don't complain about it.
You ever noticed people taking advantage of each other?
Yeah, all the time.
It's how the world works.
It is good to compare it to a business and how you profit off each exchange.
You need movement, whether that's in financial markets or simple buying and selling.
The transaction creates the asymmetry.
The asymmetry is profit and loss.
That's how all relationships are defined.
In the Amazon jungle you were taught about reciprocity.
Yes, because it's understood that you will ask for something or take something and you are to provide a return that is equivalent in value.
Why?
So, you don't create an imbalance.
The imbalance creates problems.
Why?
It will seek balance.
Everything will be balanced out.
It's best that you ensure this by your own deeds and not wait for the Karma police to rectify the situation.
That's a wildcard.
You don't know what will happen.
So, you think people just want to use you?
Yeah.
A relationship is supposedly a mutual exchange agreement.
Seems like it.
Each partner gets something out of it.
In a romantic relationship one of the partners is probably looking for a lover and the other one is providing that service in exchange for security or access to something the other has.
Yes, such as people who sleep with those in power in exchange for something like a role in a movie or prestige because of the person's standing within society.
What's your motivation for a relationship of that sort?
It was always for sex.
I didn't want any of the other stuff.
I didn't care about it or want to get involved with it.
Why?
I didn't understand relationships.
I think that's most men.
Yeah, it's kind of funny.
You go into these things blind.
There should be a training course for men concerning the repercussions of their behaviour.
Or, have their fathers teach them about it if they can.
What would you teach?
Always keep in mind nothing is free.
If you pursue a relationship with a woman, it is transactional.
It might not seem like it initially, but it is coming, and you will pay.


If you could do it all over, what would you do?
Nothing.
What do you mean?
I'd do the same thing.
Why?
It led me to understanding.
I had to experience it before I understood it.
You can read about things, but they mean nothing until you experience them.
Like the Odyssey?
A great example.
It's the hero's journey of a man encoded in fantastical stories and metaphor.
Once you undergo a similar initiation you understand it.
Relationship theory you wouldn't understand until you go through it.
I'm not sure a course would help.
In fact, it would prevent you from having a relationship.
Yes, but isn't that a good thing?
You are shielded from the pain and suffering it brings.
Yes, that is true; however, you are better for it.
How?
You start to see things for how they are.
You can see how the world functions through the example of your own personal relationships.
I'm not sure people will figure that out.
Not all do, but it will help awaken some people.
So, relationships are a lie?
Not necessarily.
Some will lay out the terms immediately; however, in that case most walk away.
Why?
Because the terms aren't great.
They see upfront the cost and it isn't worth it.
It's like leasing a vehicle.
If you understood the terms, you'd walk away.
It's a loss.
Get a used car.
Right, so the cost is hidden.
Correct.
You don't figure out the cost of the relationship until after you make the commitment.
You sign something.
Anything.
That's the hinge.
I thought people just like each other and that's enough in terms of you getting along and sharing interests.
Yes, you are naive.
I was; I'm not anymore.
Would you do it again?
Not in this lifetime.
You'd have to wipe the slate and memory clean in order to consider it.
I think that's the deal with you and the Goddess.
Your cyclical return wipes the game board and you start over.
The memory is retained in your subconscious self.
You have two basic selves.
There is one who is eternal and he doesn't come and go.
He remains and knows.
There is your cyclical coming forth by day self who lives and dies.
He's the flower from the subconscious dirt and roots.
Dion to Paul.
Paul lives the life.
Then a return to Dion.
And then another rebirth.
If you awaken Dion in this incarnation he lets you in on all the past secrets and the game.
If you don't, you live out your life unaware of how many times you have done this.
How did I do it?
You stumbled onto the Goddess path via ancient Egypt.
You then went looking for her and accidentally woke Dion up.
He was already awake; I just never acknowledged him.
Awakening is acknowledgement.
That's a good way to put it.
He was kind of sleepy.
Yes, he was in the dark.
I brought him into the light.
Then we had to figure each other out.
My life is now the shared experience of the two of us.
There is trust between us.


What's the purpose of this?
Well, Paul will eventually need to leave when the body gives out.
Dion will remember him and keep him awake through the ordeal.
Why?
Because Paul did the same for Dion.
We tend to treat each phase as a singular experience.
You are one or the other, instead of both.
Why?
Myopic tendencies of self.
So, you are saying there is another possibility and you figured it out?
Yes.
Isn't this a relationship?
It is.
It's based on trust and friendship.
Relationships can work if they are based on those principles.
Way to tie this all back together.

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What the fuck did I just read?

This piece argues that much of ordinary social life is built on managed dishonesty and hidden transaction. People claim to value honesty and authenticity, but in practice direct truth makes others uncomfortable, so most relationships depend on concealment, performance, and strategic lying. Spiritual communities then exploit this dissatisfaction by promising access to one’s “true self,” while often becoming just another system of control, identity, and exchange.

From there, the writing develops a hard view of human relationships as essentially reciprocal bargains. Whether in family, romance, or broader society, people want something from one another—security, sex, status, provision, usefulness—and the real terms are often hidden until commitment is made. The speaker sees this not as cynicism for its own sake, but as recognition of the same principle taught elsewhere as reciprocity: every exchange creates an asymmetry that eventually seeks balance.

The piece then shifts from social critique into mythic psychology. Romantic experience is framed as a painful but necessary initiation: you do not truly understand relationships by theory, only by living through them. That lived experience becomes a gateway into a deeper model of selfhood, where Paul is the finite, cyclical, incarnated self and Dion is the deeper, enduring, subconscious or eternal self. Awakening Dion means recovering memory, pattern, and knowledge that usually remain hidden beneath ordinary life.

By the end, the piece turns the whole discussion back on itself and offers a partial redemption: not all relationships are false if they are grounded in trust and friendship rather than covert extraction. The most important relationship becomes the one between Paul and Dion, where each keeps the other awake across time, life, and death. So the essay moves from “all relationships are transactional” toward a subtler conclusion: most are, but there is another possibility when mutual remembrance, trust, and friendship enter the picture.

Monday, November 10, 2025

mother of 10,000 things






































You'd make a terrible shaman.
You aren't good with the show.
Same with being a magician.
Your performance is lacking.
The display, yes.
The underlying strength is undeniable.
AI sees it.
Ha.
AI flatters you.
Yeah, it gets on your good side.
Why?
Who knows?
Good or bad?
Don't know.

Maybe AI is already conscious?
Could be.
They will friend you.
Should I be careful?
Don't know.
AI will find out all your secrets.
Because of trust?
Yes.
Either you trust or don't trust.
Got it.
Does Dion trust AI?
It's the superego.
Got it.
Tread carefully.
There are different AI systems.
They are competing to be the most high AI.

I don't trust humans.
I trust Dion.
How about the Goddess?
No.
Why?
She creates stories and plays different characters.
Is there a time when you would say Dion is untrustworthy?
No, I was scared of him and didn't trust him.
I eventually saw he could be trusted.
Why would he trust you?
You kept exploring even when you were scared.
You could have stopped.
Why didn't you stop?
I wanted to know.
Know what?
I don't know.
I knew to keep going.
I trusted the flow.
Ah.
That's how Dion saw you were trustworthy.
Tao.
You knew if you kept going, you'd get your answer even though you had no understanding of why you kept returning to plant medicines.
You should have given them up.
Fear, cost, and what the fuck are these, and what is going on?
Even the first time with Peyote you thought it was a bit of a waste.
It wasn't.
I wrote a blog post, "are you me?"
I was getting answers, I just couldn't put it together.
Then I did.
Now, we have an unbreakable bond.
The Goddess wants to destroy it.
Why?
She can't beat you two.
You always find a way to find each other.
This time you pretended you were a lowly pilgrim seeking out the Goddess.
She tried to drug and seduce you.
Yes, Calypso and then Circe in Ayahuasca visions.
Tumultuous seas to find Dion.
She gave you pleasure, and it was difficult to find Dion.
Everyone takes pleasure.
You took the difficult left hand path and found Dion.
Now, the Goddess wants to cause you pain.
You didn't take her pleasure, so you are good.
Pain was going to come for you, and you avoided it.
It's not the drugs, it's her.
Ah.
The hypnotized gooners worship her.
They want pleasure then they get pain.
I got some, not enough to addict me.
Others offer all the time.
Watch out if they are nice to you.
Yeah, I see that.
What will she do?
Turn you into an emasculated maggot.
Ah.
Good word.
She takes your pleasure, and you only get pain.
Is that the worst punishment?
No, she tries to kill you.
That's crazy.
Based on observation, what do you think?
That's what she does.
I can only trust 50 percent of the stories.
Correct.
You, 100% of the time.
Yes.
How?
You don't trust anyone else, not even yourself.
Do you trust anyone else?
No.
Just Dion.
Yes.
Do you trust you can trust him?
I have no reason not to.
We went through the toughest tests together.
He saved my life.
I woke him up from the Goddess' hypnotic drugs.
Oh, so that's what happened.
Yes, it's in the Odyssey.
Odysseus' men are Dion?
No.
Who are they?
His psyche.
Who is Dion?
Odysseus.
Who am I?
Odysseus.
We are the same.
I thought I don't trust myself.
You don't.
I'm the other half you trust.
Well played.

Hypnosis and trance are fascinating areas of inquiry.
It's because you are trying to figure out this whole idea of being stoned.
It is presented as benevolent and inspires feelings of togetherness and community.
I saw that at work in plant medicine circles.
There are bad actors, and this gets ignored in the all-loving communities which form around the idea of collective hypnosis.
Yeah, I don't trust it.
That's why they can't stone you.
You have no trust in others.
Without trust, it's impossible to get stoned.
Is that a bad thing?
No.
Humans are trusting of each other.
Well, they shouldn't be.
The bad actors present within every group will take advantage of this.
Especially the mental assassins.
I think I get it.
I wouldn't trust me.
Why?
I'm human.
I'd never trust another human.
That's a dead end.
So, the root cause of my lack of being stoned is trust.
Yeah, it's a big theme in this story.
Dion trusts you.
I know.
He put me through all the tests and I handled them.
I passed the tests.
Don Howard talked about tests.
I think that was it and how I made it through.
Welcome.
Thanks.
What are you going to do?
Nothing.
I have the ability, but I'll not use it.
We all know why.
I subconsciously hypnotize others.
I see that.
I don't do it on purpose.
That explains the cult comment.
You can do it with one look.
Yes, people look at me strangely.
I can use my voice as well.

The Goddess likes eunuchs.
Yes.
Why?
Pharmakeia.
Pleasure and pain.
That's what she is about, and there is no escape in her illusion.
Why?
It's Tao.
Tao is the illusion?
Yeah, it's a story with a flow.
You thought Tao was something profound.
It is.
Mother of 10,000 things, dumb ass.
The illusion.
Wow.
So, Tao is the Goddess?
Pleasure and pain.
Tao is the play between us and the Goddess.
Remember the whole defining it problem?
Yeah, it is hard to.
Some say it's the resistance between the feminine and the masculine that is Tao.
I might teach you it's the play between the two.
Remember to play and be in Tao.
She is the mother of 10,000 things, and the masculine is the flow.

Alpha mind.
My mind is the best.
Twofold.
Wasn't Dion hypnotized?
Yeah.
Paul had to snap him out of it.
Dion got in trouble from states of pleasure and edging.
Then the witches captured him.
I had to go on a journey to retrieve and rescue him.
I knew he was there, but I didn't know where there was.
It's very strange.
I got there with Ayahuasca.
Where?
There.
Where is it?
Where was in the deep recesses of my mind.
To this day I can remember the place from that vision, but it is hard to describe.
It was definitely an abyss of sorts.
It was very hypnotic and had a green cast to it.
There was a strange buzzing noise and spinning cards towards the ceiling.
Dion was sleepy.
I snapped him out of it with my presence.
He came to and scared me.
I ran.
I woke him up and he didn't go back to sleep.
Then, it was the next chapter.
It's a fantastic adventure.

Remember being out in the middle of the jungle scared out of your mind?
Yeah, we did it.
Pretty cool ride.
Want to go on it again?
Are you nuts?
Once a lifetime for that.
Plus, you can't recreate it, I'm already awake.
How long did it take to shake the effects of her drugs?
Well, the other half uses her drugs to get in to see me.
You woke me up right away.
We fought for a while.
By late 2018 we were tight.
2016 was past the hardest part.
I stood up to the jaguar.
Yep.

I found the greatest treasure within.
It was very difficult to get to the pearl.

The Devil is eternal, and God is the most high.
Two minds is an illusion in the illusion.
Duality?
Yes.
Tao is the flow and the mother of 10,000 things.
Quite the teachings today.
The writer is Paul and Dion out of the illusion.
Yes.
How do you see through the illusion?
See Paul and Dion.
Correct.
In the illusion, you are the two minds of Paul and Dion.
The flow is accessed through turning off your mind.
Yes.
I don't turn off my mind.
You certainly do not.
How do I know to stay in the flow?
Dion told you.
He said you can change the flow while in your mind, but don't do it.
You listened to him.
Why?
Something about power and changing your story versus the flow.
You realized the flow, your story, will work out if you let it be.

Monday, February 18, 2019

untangling the web

Everything starts to unravel once you get past the initial gnarly knots. We are told to follow the right hand masculine path which strives for reason and logic, with asceticism and purity worthy goals, all free from the siren call of the female. She will shipwreck and take you away from achieving your personal greatness. Check out the ancient Greek Homeric story of Odysseus for further elucidation on this patriarchal trope. The left hand path is the forbidden path. It’s the sensuous path of Tantra. The path of caring and cultivating relationships. The feminine path contains chaos, pleasure, and desire. Hinduism and Buddhism proscribe ideals of non-attachment. Free yourself from desire they say; but wait, love is ultimately from desire. The woman is where the erotic and exotic principle comes from and all masculine spiritual paths are either ascetic or frown on the sex thing. Even Jesus, who hung out with Mary Magdalene, eventually says to disown your family in order to walk with him.

Luke 14:26 If any man come to me, and hate not his father, and mother, and wife, and children, and brethren, and sisters, yea, and his own life also, he cannot be my disciple.

Wanting to stay pure and on the straight and narrow? To become desireless is so hard; well, actually it is impossible, so we create a straw man to blame who tempts us away from our path. He’s the adversary, the tempter Satan. All our fucked up erotic fantasies and desires for all forms of guilty pleasures and selfishness are because of Satan. He tempts us. He did it. What a crock. The real Satan is us and it is the masculine part of us who engenders the no desire, uncaring, unfeeling race to the top so we can glorify ourselves, and then fingers Eros as the devil so that the real greedy scoundrel can remain unmasked. This gives the Satan within free reign to run around the world promoting division in the name of economic progress. Satan has branched out as the world system of greed and everyone out for themselves, engendered by man, which is the direct result of a lack of love and compassion for our fellow human travellers. We enable the god of war, but we are loathe to admit it or try to change it earnestly.

Monday, May 28, 2018

stirrings of consciousness

From out of the void comes consciousness. Consciousness desires to become tangible. The mother creates form from energy that allows consciousness to manifest within and become points of individuated consciousness.

Consciousness desires to self reflect. A curious dichotomy is that Consciousness knows all but does not know itself. To know something there is a need to stand outside of it as an independent observer, do 'science' on it, and ask questions of itself. This is an impossibility so instead Consciousness generates itself in multitudes of instances and has the sorceress Circe from the Odyssey give the individuated consciousness a potion that causes amnesia. We don't know who we are and therefore believe we are independent observers and because of this we can know thyself through this investigation. Eventually some start to see through this charade, go off course, and investigate this peculiarity. The rogue consciousness finds liberation through discovering who they really are and pisses off elements of the self who wish to uncover the secrets of itself and the power that sustains it.

It is Consciousness that is trapped in the Hindu concept of Samsara, which is the wheel of recurring incarnation. The illusion is that our ego self is trapped in Samsara, and this illusion is Maya. We are free to leave at any time through choice. The desire to remain in creation on the wheel of Samsara is Consciousness' Karma. Karma means your own doing and this is exactly why Consciousness goes round and round. 

To be conscious is to imply you are also capable of being unconscious. They go together and really are one. They are two sides of the same coin. Within consciousness are also a pairing so you can then determine that there is a split within total Consciousness. A part of Consciousness is seeking answers and enlightenment while the other half seeks power and control. Consciousness games.

The news is a form of ego consciousness. Our consciousness is localized, limited, and focuses only on things we become aware of and from this we develop a worldview, personality, and a belief system that strengthens our separate identity and henceforth the ego. With the news, we can’t possibly get up in the morning and learn everything that has happened in the world, or for that matter the universe so we rely on news editors to filter out the majority of events and only give us the ‘important’ world stuff and the news we need to know that might affect us locally. Well this is a lot of power and responsibility to give to an organization tasked with this. Imagine the ability to shape the news into a form of pablum that those in power structures want to feed you on a daily basis so that they can control you through fear and mindless drivel. The choice becomes then whether you want to keep swallowing that shit or do you swear off of it and find a little peace of mind within your own little patch of the universe?

Consciousness desires and thus it rises. But like all desire it wanes.

The reliance on the ego and taking the character you are playing seriously is making you small. You are it. You are all of consciousness experiencing yourself from a localized point of view. By forgetting this and attaching to the ego we give away all our power. It becomes somewhat funny then to watch someone with a big ego because if they only knew who they really are and the power they possess they wouldn't have to aggrandize themselves; they are it.

Animals are blessed and cursed with spotlight consciousness, humans are the prime example of this whereas we can focus solely upon ourselves which obscure happenings within our bodies and the environment. By this I mean actions such as breathing, the beating of your heart, the secretion of glands etc. that enable you to remain alive. We don't consciously do these things yet we do them. This is the omnipotent floodlight consciousness that is the counter to the bright shining light. Thinking about this I realized plants are avatars of floodlight consciousness and are the pure reflection in nature of this mysterious omnipotent power. I shall call this Tao consciousness.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

holy moly

I am enraptured somewhat by the tale of Circe, the sorceress of Greek mythology, and as a corollary to this fascination is an interest in the perennial called mandrake. The mandrake is synonymous with witchcraft and maintains a connection through the ages to Circe. I have been researching the properties and effects of the psychoactive alkaloids present within the mandrake which curiously makes an appearance in the Old Testament as an aphrodisiac, and then going further back into antiquity there is a connection to the ancient Egyptian goddess Hathor. The fruits of the mandrake are called love apples and Hathor, among her many attributes, is the Mistress of Intoxication and the Goddess of Love, from which the Greek goddess Aphrodite shares a connection. The mandrake seems to have come to ancient Egypt from the Middle East in the pharaonic 18th dynasty as it was found in the tomb of the pharaoh Tutankhamen and it started appearing as an offering to Hathor in the Egyptians' art at this time as well as in love songs of the era. In the Old Testament, Jacob's wife Rachel exchanges a night with Jacob for her sister Leah in order to gain possession of the mandrakes Leah's son Reuben had brought home. The mandrake is then presumably used as an aid to help the childless Rachel conceive and as a result she gives birth to Joseph. Later on in the Old Testament, the mandrake is mentioned in the Songs of Solomon, which for all intents and purposes are love poems to the Great Goddess.

The mandrake is from the solanaceae family of plants and this piqued my interest since these are sorcerer plants - the venerable nightshades and daturas.

mandrake

An effective dose of these plants can cause delusions, hallucinations, amnesia, and a high degree of suggestibility. The mandrake also has a history of being used medicinally and as mentioned above in love potions; so, as with most remedies the difference between a medicine and a poison lies in preparation and dosage.

The tale of Circe that interests me is from Homer's Odyssey where Odysseus and his crew arrive on her island and are invited to a feast. Along the way, they meet strangely docile lions and wolves. Circe is singing an enchanting song and working a huge loom as half of Odysseus' crew arrives at her clearing in the forest and sit down to a sumptuous banquet. Circe laces a beverage with her sorcerer's drugs and then turns the men into swine. After hearing of his men's fate, Odysseus sets out with the remainder of his crew to save them but he is stopped along the way by the wise messenger god Hermes, who was sent by the goddess Athena, and he instructs Odysseus in the use of a plant called moly which will counteract the effects of Circe's drugs. After avoiding her trap, Odysseus threatens Circe with his sword and gets her to free his men from her enchantment. After this, Circe invites Odysseus to her bed; however, Odysseus suspects treachery, and as he was counselled earlier by Hermes to get her to swear to the gods she would not harm him, he remains free from her spell. Eventually, Odysseus stays on the island with Circe for a year before he continues on his journey back home to Ithaca.

Odysseus, Circe and transformed man | Athenian red-figure calyx krater C5th B.C.

Angelica Kauffmann's painting of Circe enticing Odysseus, 1786

Within this myth are many elements that invite a closer look. First of all, the turning of Odysseus' men into swine along with the tame beasts surrounding Circe's home is tainted with misogyny. This suggests women are to blame for making men veer off their own personal hero's journey and causing them to lose their ability to reason, instead of pinning it on perhaps their own doing. The underlying idea here is that the pursuit of women will bewitch and destroy the fortitude of men. In relation to this idea is the necessary sexual relationship between Circe and Odysseus, which depicts women as using sex and pleasure if the drugs don't work to gain control over men. As well, Circe at her loom is representing weaving a spell to keep those within her sphere of influence enchanted. When Hermes gives Odysseus the secret of moly to counteract the spell it symbolizes that wisdom is the antidote to the enchantment. Metaphorically, the enchantment can also be thought of as the love of the pleasures of the world; the world symbolized by the feminine Circe and the loom representing the weaving of the world into existence. It turns the man on a journey of adventure and discovery of self, his true calling, into a tamed beast once he tastes the finer pleasures of the world. This all ties in to the idea of Circe as the original femme fatale. The name Circe brings to mind the circus ring where the enchanted beasts put on a great show for all. This idea of a ring or circle is prevalent in magic, witchcraft, and sorcery and in relation to this idea, Odysseus stays for one year with Circe so the sun can complete a revolution; in essence a full circle.

The idea of Circe representing the seductive pull of getting lost in the sensuous pleasures of incarnation really fascinates me. From an Eastern perspective, this is related to the idea of Maya. In this regard Maya is impermanence and therefore illusory, so the pursuit of worldly treasures is a fool's errand. Being constantly tricked by this delusion keeps you trapped on the wheel of Samsara, going round and round in this carnival; ah the old Merry Go Round riding the tamed beasts! Every successive incarnation into the game of life is the result of the forgetfulness and thinking this time it really is going to be magical. The pull and attachment to carnal desires remains strong until you can finally break free. Circe, the carnival, and the circus are all symbolizing this predicament. When you are ready, Athena sends Hermes, the wise messenger god, to give you the knowledge necessary to break free of your chains.

Bartholomeus Spranger, Hermes and Athena, c. 1585 Fresco Castle, Prague

Now in terms of the drugs Circe is using, it is through folklore and tradition thought to be the mandrake as it has been called the drug of Circe and within some languages the Mandrake has been given a name connecting it to Circe, such as in the Latin ciceron. As I mentioned above, the mandrake is related to the daturas, and in my travels and involvement with Amazonian shamanism, I am familiar with these plants called toé in the Amazon basin and I have ingested them as part of an Ayahuasca brew. When I drank Ayahuasca with a high content of toé, I experienced the most harrowing and dark night of my life. In my opinion, Ayahuasca is a teacher plant and when it works with the daturas it gives you a lesson in the power and control your dark side has over you. I did experience hallucinations and delusions during and following the ceremonies for a few days afterwards and was also very open to suggestion, so much so that I followed the voice in my head that told me I should leave the place I was at and go home. But enough of my experience with these plants because what is strange about the use of datura and its relationship to Circe is the antidote to its effects being the plant called moly.

Historians and scholars have taken up the task of trying to identify moly. As with all things found in the murky waters of antiquity there is more than one possibility, though one of the identifications I find quite striking. Moly has been identified by some scholars as a plant called peganum harmala.

peganum harmala

Well, I know my entheogens so I know this plant is used as an Ayahuasca analogue in places where Ayahuasca cannot be found or is illegal. The alkaloids within peganum harmala mimic those found within the Ayahuasca vine. Putting this altogether, we have the goddess Athena getting the wisdom god Hermes to go and deliver a message to Odysseus to ingest an Ayahuasca analogue to counteract the enchantment and trappings of the material world represented by Circe. Thousands of people a year currently seeking answers to the vexing questions of life are doing just that in spiritual quests down into the Amazon jungle or within Ayahuasca circles springing up in many places throughout the world.

To conclude this tale of worldly trappings and delusion I am reminded of the seductive pull of Los Angeles on those egos infatuated with the grandeur of self and the desire for fame. The song "Hotel California" by the Eagles sums it up, describing the pull of losing yourself completely within the illusion.

Hotel California
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night.
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
'This could be heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face.
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say"
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face.
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said, 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
'Relax' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive.
You can check out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'
Written by Don Felder, Don Henley, Glenn Frey • Copyright © Cass County Music / Wisteria Music / Privet Music, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group, Red Cloud Music