Shamanic Recovery and improvements 1

Reshamanising can take several months. Indeed, in the pursuit and entrance to enter alternative dimensions through the use of secret sacramental compounds in an apeffort to heal mankind from the growing Grey and this (and all) governments irrational, evil and downright plum stupid endeavours to keep mankind from Jesses Presleys underworld of transcendent psychedelic none stop rock and roll, a culture of subterraneans resplendent in shimmering mandala like auras of tiny, ever shifting light patterns, much like the shaman wears, I succame to several addictions. These habits were destroying me as I attempted to heal mankind. Jesus may have gone 'all the way' but, as a far lesser mouth more selfish shaman I only go to first base. It has been suggested by the foolhardy and ignorant that my injection on of psychoactive substances was in no way linked to saving mankind. "greedy selfish Cunt" "Fucking smackheads" and other insults too rude to type without gchq intervention. They obviously have been following Skreeworld from Cheltenham to ensure when I make contact with jesses team of underground eternal party animals they'll no doubt send in the heavies, like Orgreave, like at the beanfield. This time though we'll be ready. In the eighties the convoy were peaceful hippies. Our team are steeped in violence, some drawn from football casuals, others master of martial arts, yet all shamans and with the modern chemicals now synthesised we can easily render an army under our control. Hell, I tell, one tipple of the true sacrament anf Theyll be dancing the jitterbug right alongside jesse.
So, yes, in experimenting first with the new powerful mind altering drugs which induced weeks of psychosis to the onlooker, I travelled far into the future. I havnt spoken much about this as it deeply upset my partner who only by the thinnest of lines, prevented my section ing. But I travelled, consiousness left my body and sped along what most easily translates to modern minds as an uber fast train. This propulsion was along virtual computer like lines, where, you guessed it, we are going to be mind molding to computer like technologies. So fast was i travelling it may have been light speed. I have nothing to go on as a comparison. At no point was there a sensation of crash possibility as consiousnesss or mind is not something existent in space. It has no location or central point. Frequently, and even none shamen can do this, one can look to the furthest horizon, best done from atop a high hill, alternatively by looking to the stars on clear nights ( something all should practice but since the Greys murder of Patrick Moore many are forgetting to do. Instead diving from light pool to artificial light pool in metal cars ensuring they never look aloft, star ward) and ones consiousness can travel as far as eyesight permits. The body becomes forgotten and acceptance that one exists not within ones tiny frame but as far as the senses can perceive. Human senses shamen develope ander, if skilled master new and higher senses, expanding their consiousness to vastness. This vastness is u contained and has zero physical interference unlike when bodily we return and tube train unpleasantness returns. The Grey love nothing more then long periods crammed into tube trains, reducing their consiousness, feeling elbows, smelling others bodily odours whilst in the same environment the shamen simply slips his skin and takes his mind elsewhere.