tarot of the cosmic, lusting lesbians... chai tea fused beer and diamond stoppers... octopus, chakra, and alien art... accidental meth trips and smeared third eyes

my own inner cosmology has become to dense to navigate

Miriam Brugmann

Spirit Animals

my spirit animal, for almost all of my life has been a luna moth.  i have memories as a little girl of the moths flying around under the moon, beating their bodies against light, always yearning and howling, spinning through the world with chilling beauty, and i'd wake up the next morning to find wings all over the lawn, ghosts of the faerie spells i'd witnessed just the night before.  i used to collect them in a little drawer.  some of their magick would rub off on your fingers, gold and green.
recently, my dreams have been so clear.  i can almost still touch them when i wake up in the morning.  i've never been like that.  i always wake up empty, filled with darkness, clinging to the shade of the ghost of the feeling of the memory of a dream i had.  it feels so distant.  that feeling will creep into my day, but i can never place what it is.  i think i'm coming into a new spiritual awakening.  i can't sleep, but when i do, the taste and smell are still in my mouth when i open my eyes.
i had a shroom trip a month ago.  every time i closed my eyes i saw kaleidoscopic narwhals and diamonds, spinning in rainbows.  so dangerous and beautiful!  as the trip deepened, the bed became my ocean.  i rolled around in lumpy space princess, covered my face with hair, and made unicorn noises under the pillow.  water.  i need water.  i always need water.  i make people thirsty when i hang out with them.  i'm a pisces.  i basically breathe it.  i'm always thirsty.  always thirsty.  i need water.  using my otherworldy sonar powers, i drew my boyfriend into the room and begged him for a drink.  he brought me a nalgene, kissed my head, closed the door.  huge gulp!  and then i stared at it for a while.  splash splash splash!  i threw it all over the bed and myself, giggling and sparkling and then i dove into the sea.  i became a narwhal somewhere under the sheets.  i felt the spirit of the mystic sea unicorn in my bones.  i will always find comfort and guidance in the luna moths of my childhood, but i'm a narwhal now.  sometimes the queen seahorse visits me, but almost always i'm a lonely shaman narwhal on a quest through glittering diamond seas.

well that's a weird spirit animal...  not like a fox, owl, deer, or wolf.  curious to see what people would come up with, i asked everyone what they thought my spirit animal was.  number one result was narwhal, followed by seahorse.  that's so bizarre... is it noticeable? does it shine off of me?  i hope it does.  the bewitching narwhal is still swimming and spinning in my bones.  i often have dreams where i'm a pudgy little narwhal, floating in a swimming pool full of purple crystals.

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.

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I’m Princess Laue and I’m full of cosmic bullshit and I know it. I’m a piscean alien with space for brains and big moon eyes and sometimes i get so full of water and tea it leaks out of my eyes and fills up my teacups again. I’m such a tea junkie i piss it. I’m such an everything junkie, really, and I love to be so overwhelmed with drugs, colors, lights, people, music, patterns, feelings, and daydreams that i almost can’t breathe, because everything’s a drug and I choose it all! I want to suck all of the marrow out of life and live as beautifully in each moment as I can. I’m a blue-haired moonchild whose only religion is love and I read chicana and native american literature, make terrible doodles of cacti covens in Arizona, play a pink ukulele with stickers on it, meditate to tribal music, cum to e.e.cummings, study buddhism and art, drunkenly dance in forests and graveyards, leave lipstick prints on cigarettes, and howl at the big glitter in the sky cause i’m a rhinestone-cowgirl and a pixie-shaman who eats peyote on top of a pueblo on a martian desert under the full moon, cause that’s how i roll. I’m a sun in pisces, moon in gemini, cancer rising, and I’m full of all sorts of poetic bullshit about astrology and tarot, so go ahead and ask me anything. I’m a forest people, and if you a forest people too, come have a tea party with me in a unicorn forest at the bottom of the sea xxx

 the dawn of the age of the forest person

Poisonous Daydreams

Nature's Teachers and Healers, by TriadFox

Ergot (Top left corner)- This is a fungus that infects grain and is the cause of a lethat disease. I added it because LSD was synthesized from it in 1938 by the swiss chemist Albert Hofmann. It also contains quite a few other alkaloids related to acid, some of which are psychoactive in thier own right.
Morning glory (Under the ergot)- Morning Glories have been used for centuries by the Indians of Mexico as a visionary plant. It contains primarily LSA, a chemical closely related to LSA. It is also found in ergot. Morning Glories are also a widely cultivated plant around the world. Hell, my family’s been growing them for years.
Psilocybe Mexicana, semilanceata (Liberty caps), cubensis (cubes)- These are but a few of your more well known “Magic Mushrooms” They were primarily used by Indians in Mexico, and brought to the west in the fifties.
Fly Agaric (The big red mushroom)- This mushroom may well be one of the oldest intoxicants known to man. It is speculated that it is the origin of Santa, that it’s the source of Soma in the Rig Veda, among many other things.
Salvia Divinorum (beside the mushrooms)- This is a very unique visonary plant used by Indians in Mexico. It is very unique among visionaty plants because of the extremely bizarre nature of the trips.
Opium Poppy (Next to the Salvia)- The source of opium, and it’s derivatives Heroin, Morphine, codeine, and a whole mess of others.
Cannibis (Next to the opium poppy)- I think we all know what that is.
Syrian rue seeds (Above the cannibis)- This plant is used in the middle east as a mildly psychadelic substance and soure of red dye. It’s used in the west as an Ayahuasca analouge.
Yopo Seeds (Next to Syrian rue)- Used by Indians in the Amazon as a powerful hallucinogenic snuff. It contains psychoactive tryptamines.
Ayahuasca (upper right hand corner)- Used in the Amazon as a component to the visionary brew of the same name. It contains MAOI’s (Harmaline, Harmine, the same in Syrian rue) and is mixed with plants containing DMT (a very powerful psychoactive tryptamine)
Datura (below ayahuasca)- This is a very powerful (and very poisionus) plant that has been used for visionary puropses around the world.
Peyote (nest to the Datura)- Used by Native Americans in the southwest for centuries.

Healing Spirits