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Grandmother called. Not my grandmother. The “Grandmother.” The Amazonian that all the spiritually and Burner inclined seem to be related to now. I’m talking about ayahuasca, the proverbial, psychedelic plant-based brew ceremoniously administered by shamans to spiritual hippie-type people. Understood by some as a gateway to the spiritual world, it draws in the curious or those looking for healing. Why would anyone seek to consume this “Vine of the Dead” (another of its aliases) concoction? Because just like we learned from watching Avatar in 3-D, plants know things. Last year I decided I wanted to know things too.
How does…
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