The Age of Aquarius

Soma: Ancient Mushroom of the Gods

An ancient psychedelic mushroom called Soma, similar to amanita muscaria, was referred to in the Rig Veda as “The Creator of Gods” or “The God of Gods”, because it’s hallucinatory capabilities were thought to elevate ancient shamans to the plane of divinity and make them equal to deities.  The juices from the stalk of the mushroom were extracted and made into a ritual drink which was passed around a sacred fire of worship under a full moon.

satanic pothead

 mandatory stoner obligations

 SATAN FOREVER

^^^ on 4/20, at 4:20 ^^^

Come to me, my princess!

Summer

1. reading books about aliens, tribes, drugs, and cowgirls
2. meditating to fix my crooked chakras
3. skinnydipping and pretending to be a mermaid
4. yoga, hula-hooping, bellydancing, biking, and swimming to lose weight
5. quitting drinking, doing more entheogens
6. having tea parties with my imaginary friends
7. trying to make real friends/talking to strangers/going outside my comfort zone
8. making more terrible art about deserts and mushrooms
9. listening to glittery music
10. classes and working a job i don’t hate (for once)
11. camping and mushroom hunting
12. designing and getting feet tattoos
13. making sequin clothing, feather earrings, and turquoise necklaces
14. road trip to arizona
15. trying to live as beautifully as this all of the time
16. making my cosmic forest tribe a reality
17. writing bad beat poetry
18. playing ukulele and accordion and starting a harem pants band
19. dirty dancing in graveyards
20. wild summer sex all of the time
21. practice lucid dreaming with calea zacatechichi, algonquin tea, and meditation

EVERY PIECE OF CLOTHING EVER SHOULD BE COVERED IN SEQUINS, LACE, AND RAINBOWS

Cosmic Rotation

Hieroglyphs

no-boys-allowed tribe of gypsy faerys with kaleidoscopic eyes, acid-washed souls, and feathers in their hair… who pick mushrooms by the moon and look for crystals under the desert sun. smeared with mica, henna, and body paint. popping pills, howling at the big glitter in the sky, and spinning under psychedelic stars. riding unicorns at the bottom of the ocean and smoking blunts on mars. we wear ceremonial animal costumes, worship the universe and the goddess inside while dancing and chanting around a roaring fire, drink soma and touch the face of god, run with wild horses, climb mountains covered with flowers, and take baths in tea. everything we do smells like incense and is covered in glitter and flecks of marijuana. we rise early and sing to the rising sun. we meditate in space. we do peyote with coyotes under the stars and blow bubbles with martians. the world is our peach and the juices are running down our faces and making us sticky with cosmic delight.

What do you know about the moon?

i know that the moon is slowly, slowly pulling out of the earth’s atmosphere. I know that it’s bigger than Pluto. I know that there’s a man in it who winks at me at night when I’m up to dirty business. I know that werewolves come out under a full moon. I know that there’s a tribe of green space gremlins who live on the moon and eat crystal rock candy, poop butterflies, and have glow-in-the-dark teeth.

Baby-Snakes: Horoscope Calendars

Paintings of Native American Life

George Catlin

"Sioux Council"

Seth Eastman

"The Indian Council"

John Mix Stanley

"Game of Chance"

Carl Wimar

"Buffalo Hunt"

William de la Montagne Cary

"Canoe Race"

Sydney Prior Hall

"Chief of the Blackfeet Indians"

Frederic Remington

"Missing"

 Charles M. Russell

"The Buffalo Hunt #2"

Olaf C. Seltzer

"Prowlers of the Prairie"

Henry H. Cross

"Quanah Parker"