Vision Quest?

[pate]

I propose a vision quest. Would you like to learn the process of becoming in Algonquin Tradition? It's not for everyone, so don't be afeared to say no.

This sounds like one of the proposed missions that the (REDACTED) would on random days deposit in my @.mil email account.

Pretty much the same boiler-plate, but with perhaps different verbiage.

Hah!

I actually never said anything at all in response.  Looking back, with my current situation in mind, perhaps I was unkind in not saying one of the following:  "Yes", "I Believe my ring size is 19.5; Nautical Shore?",  "Emphatically, NO;  I am contacting the Attorneys General for alleged harassment", and/or "Tell me more"?

This sort of unsolicited request always humbled me.  I thought to myself:  "Really?  These knuckleheads do not know me at all outside my unwelcome outside reknown";  much of my own making that I admit to myself.  OR:  "They bought my bullshit, and I really do not have enough in my account to cover it!?!"

Both of those thoughts quickened my then leaden heart, and looking back;  still quicken my now crystalline one...

Those two responses, now;  looking back were meant to hide my inner thought that haunts me forever.  I imagine Thor laughing in my face when I pathetically mewl:  "B-but, what if I fail?"

I may say ask such a thing to Thor's face, in a completely braggadaccio, self-depreciating and thoroughly abject manner as an actor portraying the part of his brother Loki might.

Maybe not.  If I get a chance to face Thor in the afterlife, well, one must stand tall in ones own pants, boots, and/or hat, however oversized or even under-sized they may be!

A wise one once said;  "It ain't bragging if it is true."

I would stand by those words while looking over mighty Thor's shoulder to see the one who actually uttered them!

HAH!

That said, you;  my misbegotten fishwife:  I would consider finding out more about this Algonquin Trader of which you speak, I believe there is one in my grandee-grand-gris ancestors that may aid in translation.  Probably not a direct descendant, but rumors of deeds manage to make it back to familiars...

So, SpaceMeowMaid, would you care to tell me more?

Another libation for myself and a musical selection for you (as I understand, you temporarily/permanently abstain, there may be some thyme around that you may nJoy:  Nautical Shore?)  my Court orders thus:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T2WuPoJ3S9s

This wool thang remindes me of that one time I plated a "young" lady online via a game of backgammon and she graciously invited me to share some wild salmon on the sandy shore of the Pacific Northwest somewhere.  Unfulfilled promises of "Nothing like it" were bandied about from both sides and left dangling forevermore.

Now this interminable talk of "dangling" disturbs my Friday into Saturday rest and makes sleep fitful.

I would rest the dangling things, preferably somewhere soft and comfortable...

-p

[SpaceMeowMaid]

There is no word for time in most Algonquin dialects. Now if you are talking about herbs, I know quite a little bit about those.
The vision quest is a spiritual directive, pointing one directly to the path to achieve their ultimate fulfillment.

[pate]

There is no word for time in most Algonquin dialects. Now if you are talking about herbs, I know quite a little bit about those.
The vision quest is a spiritual directive, pointing one directly to the path to achieve their ultimate fulfillment.

I think I do this Vision Quest thing intuitively all the time.  I would be interested in the Algonquin method, it may be interesting or informative.  I typically do not use herbage to achieve the quest, however.  Unless it is known that common garden herbs like Basil, Oregano, Mint, Chives, Parsleys, Sage etc when ingested have some effect.

-p

[SpaceMeowMaid]

You do have many ways to reach this place. Primarily involved is, fasting from food and water, sleep deprivation, and of course if one decides to take Ayhuasca, Peyote, or some other lovely mixture. I love the way it ties you to your spirit guides. With the absence of the mundane things your Spiritual awareness increases. I speak in dry practical terms, but this is far from typical, boring, or common practice.

[pate]

You do have many ways to reach this place. Primarily involved is, fasting from food and water, sleep deprivation, and of course if one decides to take Ayhuasca, Peyote, or some other lovely mixture. I love the way it ties you to your spirit guides. With the absence of the mundane things your Spiritual awareness increases. I speak in dry practical terms, but this is far from typical, boring, or common practice.

I have attempted this with Psilocybin, although that stuff pretty much forces me into a "state" heh.  I like to indulge in that once/twice a year if I can...

-p

[SpaceMeowMaid]

Steps for Vision Quest
1. Cleanse your body and meditate for 4 days or longer as needed
2. Find a sweat lodge,(elders and Shamans can lead you there sauna if no other is available)
Do your sweat to completely cleanse the shadows and curses that might ail you.
3. Take one last bit of tea if you are drinking ayhuasca (not necessary but can increase ability to connect with nature) and two gallons of water with you and go into the woods. *Epigaea repens is the sacred plant of my tribe's divinity. You could use another that is sacred to you. perhaps thyme?
4. Eat nothing and drink as little as possible especially the first 24 hours. You can have a fire, and play drums or flute. Singing and Chanting is a good way to connect as well.
5. Go to a place that is familiar and comforting but far away from others that would disturb your meditation and pray for your spirit to find the guidance you need.
6. Stay for 3 sunrises and then return. You may find your spirit connection sooner and return earlier, or stay longer if necessary.

[SpaceMeowMaid]

I have attempted this with Psilocybin, although that stuff pretty much forces me into a "state" heh.  I like to indulge in that once/twice a year if I can...

-p

Same here. I learned how to find them in the wild before I could drive

[pate]

...
2. Find a sweat lodge,(elders and Shamans can lead you there sauna if no other is available)
Do your sweat to completely cleanse the shadows and curses that might ail you.
...

That's wild, I have always wanted to build a small sauna in the backyard somewhere.  Probably on the deck if I ever get around TUIT...  Made of cedar of course, unless there is an even better wood...

Same here. I learned how to find them in the wild before I could drive :)

I drove to Key West, FL from Santa Fe, NM in one run tripping my balls off with the sexy older lady that abducted and molested me as a young buck for most of a year, heh.  Good times...

-p

[SpaceMeowMaid]

That's wild, I have always wanted to build a small sauna in the backyard somewhere.  Probably on the deck if I ever get around TUIT...  Made of cedar of course, unless there is an even better wood...

-p

That's HAWT..... get it?

Hempcrete is fire retardant

[pate]

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Hempcrete is fire retardant

That is good to know, fires can get retarded if heavily doped.

-p

[SpaceMeowMaid]

That is good to know, fires can get retarded if heavily doped.

-p

Also if the nanoparticulates get blowing around and electromagnetically charged. IE the Campfire fire, and closer to home for me the Maple Fire.

[pate]

Also if the nanoparticulates get blowing around and electromagnetically charged. IE the Campfire fire, and closer to home for me the Maple Fire.

So how does uttering the cantrip, "I hate rabbits" degauss the smoke particles?  Temporally, that always works;  albeit briefly when the smoke from a campfire of uncured silver maple logs pursues you relentlessly.

I would like to know the science or meta-physics behind that.  Is that among the mystery of your Algonquin knowledge?

I would speculate that the harmonics of the phrase somehow cause particles to lose their charge at the atomic/sub-atomic level.  We would probably need to build a small campfire in the center of the impact zone at the CERN particle accelerator and find someone willing to say the phrase while tiny things are smashed near-by.

It sounds dangerous, so I would not volunteer myself for that experiment in meta-physical science.  I would like to see the data on such an experiment, however.

-p

[Jackstar]

Steps for Vision Quest
1. Cleanse your body and meditate for 4 days or longer as needed

Okay I'm having a vision! I see myself meditating for 4 days using a compass. Not the one that points out direction, but the one that you can stab in your eye after squaring the circle with it.

What is the significance of the number four? I can sort of kind of imagine it immediately but I don't want to speculate. Same with the impact of a blunt hammer on my skull. How about you just tell us? Raven says it's fine as long as you're respectful. Oh, wait, Raven meant I'm supposed to be respectful. What do you mean, Raven, as if I'm ever not fucking respectful? Fuck you Raven.

So how does uttering the cantrip, "I hate rabbits" degauss the smoke particles?

Literally has driven right off the rez. Head on over to The Stronghold, Thunderheart, and try and parallel park.

Incidentally, Thunderheart is a great movie to see for the first time while you happen to be tripping on a quarter ounce of perfectly legal, clinically proven, and absolutely reasonably safe hallucinogenic mushrooms. Probably hard to arrange that by accident but maybe it'll be your vision quest, it sure was one of mine.

Now, cleanse and meditate for four days and then I'll tell you what two of them were.

I would like to see the data on such an experiment, however.

We can authorize this add-on quest. For you: three days. Can you arrange to drink something for 2 days that isn't going give a blurry vision quest? That third day of navel gazing is really important for the spirits who must take their sweet ass time dispensing wisdom. They can't come too quickly. Oh no. That'll interfere with the appreciation of the majesty of their wisdom. Also, it takes time for a new eagle to be hatched. We can only get one feather at a time. And of course the demand at the casinos for Squaw Tickling has not dropped any. This is a tight situation and it's only going to get tighter and this is all Trump's fault.

Me personally--I give it like five or 6 hours, if they haven't come up with the goods or even any smoked salmon stuffed medicine bags, I kick them the hell out, I didn't decalcify my pineal gland so I could hear every single whining spirit all they wanted all the time anytime they feel like it. They don't even bring snacks. They're dead. They're probably dead for a reason.

Eat nothing [...] 24 hours

"You're not eating enough! You're not drinking enough water. Have you even slept? You're a drug addict! You're a loser! You don't even share."

You can have a fire, and play drums or flute. You may not play the spoons, the mouth harp, or the oboe. Any brass wind instrument is completely unacceptable as well--it might make some ancestors envious, and this isn't some kind of carnival; this is serious business. The spoons are completely out of the question. Don't play spoonsat all: a friend of mine in college that I met once told me that "only hobo trash play spoons" so of course I completely believed her and included that bold statement into my personal philosophy without ever checking it even once. Why would I lie about what white trash does? It's very important that we keep our native traditions alive. Don't you dare disrespect our ancestors, ever--we will cut you. We have whole pallets full of government-issued box cutters delivered every Friday evening, because although it may seem like it, those bottles of whiskey don't open themselves.

Singing and Chanting is a good way to demonstrate and communicate to your lover that all this super serious sensitivity is always at least four times as good as theirs--if they even have any, and so few loser crackers do--and that you think less of any concept originating from outside the Anishabek, no matter what it is, because they're not borne of a real human being.

Native Lives Matter and if you're not in a tribe, go fuck yourself. But first, my old dead uncle--the one who tried to molest both my aunts--his spirit animal totem is basically all leech, and a little bit of bat and a little bit of mosquito, and one of them, okay maybe two or three, who knows, they're going to suck out some of your louche and your chi first. Thanks, bye, uh, wait, my people call it "buy some cigarettes."

[pate]

Okay I'm having a vision! I see myself meditating for 4 days using a compass. Not the one that points out direction, but the one that you can stab in your eye after squaring the circle with it.

What is the significance of the number four? I can sort of kind of imagine it immediately but I don't want to speculate. Same with the impact of a blunt hammer on my skull. How about you just tell us? Raven says it's fine as long as you're respectful. Oh, wait, Raven meant I'm supposed to be respectful. What do you mean, Raven, as if I'm ever not fucking respectful? Fuck you Raven.


Literally has driven right off the rez. Head on over to The Stronghold, Thunderheart, and try and parallel park.

Incidentally, Thunderheart is a great movie to see for the first time while you happen to be tripping on a quarter ounce of perfectly legal, clinically proven, and absolutely reasonably safe hallucinogenic mushrooms. Probably hard to arrange that by accident but maybe it'll be your vision quest, it sure was one of mine.

Now, cleanse and meditate for four days and then I'll tell you what two of them were.


We can authorize this add-on quest. For you: three days. Can you arrange to drink something for 2 days that isn't going give a blurry vision quest? That third day of navel gazing is really important for the spirits who must take their sweet ass time dispensing wisdom. They can't come too quickly. Oh no. That'll interfere with the appreciation of the majesty of their wisdom. Also, it takes time for a new eagle to be hatched. We can only get one feather at a time. And of course the demand at the casinos for Squaw Tickling has not dropped any. This is a tight situation and it's only going to get tighter and this is all Trump's fault.

Me personally--I give it like five or 6 hours, if they haven't come up with the goods or even any smoked salmon stuffed medicine bags, I kick them the hell out, I didn't decalcify my pineal gland so I could hear every single whining spirit all they wanted all the time anytime they feel like it. They don't even bring snacks. They're dead. They're probably dead for a reason.

"You're not eating enough! You're not drinking enough water. Have you even slept? You're a drug addict! You're a loser! You don't even share."

You can have a fire, and play drums or flute. You may not play the spoons, the mouth harp, or the oboe. Any brass wind instrument is completely unacceptable as well--it might make some ancestors envious, and this isn't some kind of carnival; this is serious business. The spoons are completely out of the question. Don't play spoonsat all: a friend of mine in college that I met once told me that "only hobo trash play spoons" so of course I completely believed her and included that bold statement into my personal philosophy without ever checking it even once. Why would I lie about what white trash does? It's very important that we keep our native traditions alive. Don't you dare disrespect our ancestors, ever--we will cut you. We have whole pallets full of government-issued box cutters delivered every Friday evening, because although it may seem like it, those bottles of whiskey don't open themselves.

Singing and Chanting is a good way to demonstrate and communicate to your lover that all this super serious sensitivity is always at least four times as good as theirs--if they even have any, and so few loser crackers do--and that you think less of any concept originating from outside the Anishabek, no matter what it is, because they're not borne of a real human being.

Native Lives Matter and if you're not in a tribe, go fuck yourself. But first, my old dead uncle--the one who tried to molest both my aunts--his spirit animal totem is basically all leech, and a little bit of bat and a little bit of mosquito, and one of them, okay maybe two or three, who knows, they're going to suck out some of your louche and your chi first. Thanks, bye, uh, wait, my people call it "buy some cigarettes."

I just had a startling vision that your last two paragraphs were something I had written and subsequently deleted earlier today.

Must be related to my thought experiment about CERN during that time period.  The branes of two separate dimensions must have briefly intersected creating that effect.

That is wild!

Now about this playing at spoons while on Quest.  You mean the eating utensil I hope?

You see my habit has often been, while on these long and at some points uneventful quests, to imagine "spooning" with a notional lady.  That is probably "white-trashy" of me, but it must be in my nature to distract myself in this manner.

I appreciate this information, although I am worried now that perhaps I have been "doing it wrong."

But, I am used to hearing that, my typical response has always been:  "No, I am doing it differently" which for me seems to be correct and natural.  Right/wrong are based on perspective, so really are just opinions, man.

I dig.  I grok.  I appreciate different cuts of the jib, but not necessarily all.

Whoa.

-p

[SpaceMeowMaid]

So how does uttering the cantrip, "I hate rabbits" degauss the smoke particles?  Temporally, that always works;  albeit briefly when the smoke from a campfire of uncured silver maple logs pursues you relentlessly.

I would like to know the science or meta-physics behind that.  Is that among the mystery of your Algonquin knowledge?

I would speculate that the harmonics of the phrase somehow cause particles to lose their charge at the atomic/sub-atomic level.  We would probably need to build a small campfire in the center of the impact zone at the CERN particle accelerator and find someone willing to say the phrase while tiny things are smashed near-by.

It sounds dangerous, so I would not volunteer myself for that experiment in meta-physical science.  I would like to see the data on such an experiment, however.

-p

On the Rabbits front, well I do know something. But it isn't about an I hate rabbits to move the smoke away. It's impossible to actually get the smoke not to chase you if you are beautiful. Smoke follows beauty. But one thing I do know that works, is a wonderful thing an incredibly lovely botanist taught me. On the first of every month to the first person you see, say "rabbits", and you will have a great and successful month.

[Ciardelo]

On the Rabbits front, well I do know something. But it isn't about an I hate rabbits to move the smoke away. It's impossible to actually get the smoke not to chase you if you are beautiful. Smoke follows beauty. But one thing I do know that works, is a wonderful thing an incredibly lovely botanist taught me. On the first of every month to the first person you see, say "rabbits", and you will have a great and successful month.

The things I learn around here! This is like a 2nd year science class!

[pate]

... On the first of every month to the first person you see, say "rabbits", and you will have a great and successful month.

https://youtu.be/OOR5abTAiMI

Well shit.  Will that work on the last day of the second week of the month?

[Jackstar]

Well shit.  Will that work on the last day of the second week of the month?

I have no idea, but you can find out if you want. Me, I'm waiting to try it for the first time--I haven't been allowed to use rabbit magick for quite some time now.

Company policy. And now--now that THEY HAVE BEEN SCATTERED to THE FOUR WINDS--I suppose I can get that hooked up now.

I'll set a reminder and look for you at 2355 @9/30 to remind you as well! You! Do the same! We can be RABBIT BOSOM BUDDY COMPANION CANDIDATES!!!


Ask the crows to talk to the fruit trees and call me in the morning with a recipe for cobbler. Semper fi

[Jackstar]

This is like a 2nd year science class!

Welcome to the party, Pal.

[Ciardelo]

Welcome to the party, Pal.

Sorry Jack, I'm unable to read any of your posts until I get caught up on the 300 or so you've posted in 3 days. Just remind me here in a few weeks and I'll reply then. 

[Jackstar]

I'm unable to read any of your posts until I get caught up on the 300 or so you've posted in 3 days.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XZKdOKpDz1I

:(

It's never too late to turn things around for the better, Dildo-Breath.

[pate]

Sorry Jack, I'm unable to read any of your posts until I get caught up on the 300 or so you've posted in 3 days. Just remind me here in a few weeks and I'll reply then.  :(

https://youtu.be/5XcKBmdfpWs

I'll set a reminder and look for you at my five 'till midnight local on the last day of the month to remind you, hah!

[SpaceMeowMaid]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Sem-rz6AMU&list=RD5Sem-rz6AMU&start_radio=1

[Ciardelo]

It's never too late to turn things around for the better.

Now Go Home And Get Your F**king Shinebox Jack 

[Jackstar]

Now Go Home And Get Your F**king Shinebox Jack  >:(

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a1I7QBCHqng

[SpaceMeowMaid]

Welcome to the party, Pal.

Speaking of science... One if my favorite topics is light, electricity, and sound waves behaving oddly!;) Like this: https://phys.org/news/2020-09-mysterious-luminescence-phenomena-earthquake-lightning.html