Yann with Ayahuasca

…but you cannot make it drink.

It has taken me a while but i have now changed my mind on recommending Ayahuasca. In fact, this applies to Kambo, Bufo Alvarius, anything. Basically all of those things where intention is absolutely determining.

My brother, my mother & I all experienced Kambo together a few months ago. While we all got some positive results, they were stronger for my mother than for my brother or I, and my brother possibly got the least. I could be wrong, but i think he used this as an excuse for ‘one step forwards, two steps back’ as far as these medicines are concerned. In fact he probably does not consider Ayahuasca & the like medicine ‘because it does not have the same effect on everyone’. That’s the reason his mind has found to dismiss these things, despite the clinical studies showing the demise of depression, despite the Nobel Prize nominations etc. Then again, he has not tried anything except Kambo, and you can’t really get a rougher ride than that, now can you? What more dissuasion could one need?

I talked with him today and he says he really was hoping for some positive impact from Kambo before he went (there is a huge difference between wanting & hoping!), yet he would never have gone alone and probably would not have gone just with me either, the only reason he came was because my mother agreed to go. After session 1 he pretty much immediately gave up and said he wouldn’t do it again. Luckily, he was persuaded by our facilitator the next day, however he has since decided to never do it again. Anyone surprised so far? Or try anything else for that matter – not anything that might help, at least. That’s right, the mesmerizing peacefulness & zen achieved by my mother after Ayahuasca are no reason to try. My own changes with Ayahuasca & Bufo Alvarius neither. The thousands of testimonies out there neither.

So you see, there is a problem here. He was basically persuaded to do himself good, it was not his own initiative nor his own actions that led to him experiencing Kambo. Throw in some stiffness and intolerance towards all the jargon of these ceremonies (references to spirits, Shakras, etc) and you have a recipe for disaster: more of the same old self-sabotage.

And so the result is that today he is on allopathic “anti”-depressants (I call them depressants, as this seems more accurate), he is riddled with pain & symptoms such as eczema, zona and back pain.

You might think that sending over scientific articles on how psilocybin mushrooms cure depression and provide long term peace & calm to those who ingest them could have been a subject of practical interest in someone who said prior to Kambo that they wanted ‘peace & calm’. But, no, ‘that’s not for me’. Indeed, peace & calm is really not for him. I wonder why not.
The same applies to so many other things, all very well documented in the scientific community, of course: DMT, Ayahuasca & LSD all seem to have huge potential in terms of mental health & depression. So does Iboga.

It’s not for you unless you want it. He did not want it but went anyway: he is now worse off, in his opinion, than before. My opinion is that Kambo did to him what it did to me: it opened him up where he was emotionally crippled and his deep unhappiness is now harder to hide. I myself have had some times since then when i went looking for refuge in alcohol, sugar and fried foods. God did it make me sick. I felt like shit, my energy went down, my knee pain started coming back & so did the itch in my foot, and my back felt like it was always on the edge of getting stuck, right on shakra #2, the lower back region. Remind you of anything, brother?
But i stopped drinking. I stopped eating badly. I went & got a massage right away. I started meditating. The tensions started to go away, and after 2-3 weeks i was much better in every way. I did a bit of exercise and even lost a bit of blubber. My knee pain left and the foot stopped itching. Oh, and i did Bufo Alvarius and started feeling alive again, like i could not remember feeling since i was a kid. For more on that experience, see the videos or article on the homepage. That experience changed my life, made me stop alcohol immediately and i don’t even miss it. Haven’t drunk a drop since and i know i will never drink again. No regrets, in fact i am very pleased about it, i feel stronger and know i have done the right thing. Now i need to filter out the shit in my food and stop eating dead food.

So i made a mistake pushing him to do things i thought or knew could help him. Because when the mindset is shit, the mind will always find a way to fool you into continuing on the same shitty track. My brother has great reasons not to try any of these things that have helped others for thousands of years. Science doesn’t matter here, because ‘the effects vary for each person’. It’s hard to argue against that: each person is different and so each person needs different things. Where i was relieved of my anguish, guilt & anger on day 1 of Ayahuasca, others were relieved of their fear of death while everyone else found yet other awakening and/or life-changing benefits. As did everyone who did Bufo Alvarius (Toad Medicine). You usually get what you really yearn for. Kambo didn’t fail you, you failed yourself. That’s my opinion, anyway.
But there you go, the brilliance of our ‘reasonable mind’ at work. The mind really is a fuckery.

I have friends who, i am now rather sure, do not want to heal. Being healthy & fully operational bears way more responsibility than being sick. One of them told me to not talk about cures for his ailments because when i did it hurt his balls.
My mother has tinnitus. I sent her the details for a clinic in Germany with a new proven method that actually helps – that was over 3 years ago, she never called. She complains about being tired. I suggested calling a sleep center, there are plenty near her. She never called. And so on.
People sabotage a lot. I know i do. I am slowly becoming aware of it. And the reason it bothers me so much that my brother does is not just that i care for him and want him to be happy – brotherhood is truly a great & lovely thing, i am blessed to have him – it is also & mostly because it pisses me off that I sabotage. And boy do i get frustrated & angry about that. I know that at the end of the day, it’s mostly about me and things that I need to fix.

Pushing people to help themselves when they don’t want to may well indeed make things worse. And as hard & painful as it is for me to see my mother not help herself and fade back into ultra-negative mode after weeks of positivity & zen following Ayahuasca, i kind of know that i need to let her shoot herself in the foot. Same goes for my brother or anyone else.

I offered 100.000 € on Facebook to anyone who would try Bufo Alvarius and not describe it as the best thing that had ever happened to them. What response did i get? ‘What is that?’.
People can’t even be bothered to google a fucking word for 100.000 €….OR to change their lives.

Fuck them. Fuck you. Fuck me, i’m going to be sodding happy and if you want to waste away then too fucking bad. I am mad. At you, at me, at everyone. I already know i will want to edit this in 1 minute. Screw that, this is my mind right now.