andre enteogene vesener! De aller fleste levende vesener og substanser, inkludert dyr, mennesker, molekyler, ånder og utenomjordiske vesener har blitt spist i utforsknings øyemed av sjamaner, medisinmenn og kvinner, og ikke minst barn i alle aldre. Hvordan fant man ellers ut at man kunne få enteogene opplevelser av å slikke visse padder av slekten Bufo på ryggen eller skrape av ryggsekretet deres og innta det? Enteogene dyr eller dyresekreter er forresten en nesten glemt vitenskap, kanskje fordi de fleste av dem er allerede er utryddet?
Det å spise kjøttet (eller andre deler) fra kraftfulle dyr eller totemdyr, gjerne offerdyr, var og er en utbredt rituell praksis blant mange folkeslag og denne skikken gir dem del i dette dyrets medisin, evner, kraft og velsignelse gjennom ritualet uansett om selve dyret man spiste er enteogent eller ikke. I nyere tid er særlig kinesisk og afrikansk medisinpraksis kjent for å bruke dyr som medisin i sine healinger og ritualer. Rituell kannibalisme med det samme formål i sinnet har også vært nokså vanlig, det er i hvert fall dokumentert over hele kloden. Man kan mene så mangt om disse ritualene og rituelt inntak av dyr og mennesker, men det er et faktum at dette er en utbredt form for rituell medisin og magi brukt i de alle fleste kulturer.
Utenomjordiske? Er ikke det litt drøyt, tenker mange kanskje nå? Vel, det vet jeg fint lite om, men jeg vil legge ut en en tekst fra et intervju med Credo Mutwa, en sørafrikansk zulusjaman. Interessant, uansett om det er mytisk virkelighet eller ikke (hva er egentlig forskjellen?). Han forteller om enteogent alienkjøtt med over 2 måneders medisinsk virkning etter 1 ukes intens purging. Vi lever i en vidunderlig verden!
Jeg påpeker samtidig at jeg med dette ikke vil oppfordre små og store tenåringer eller andre uansvarlige mennesker til å eksperimentere med utenomjordisk humanoid antropofagi, paddeslimsniffing eller andre enteogene ritualer, men bare ønsker å belyse noen andre aspekter ved den enteogene vitenskapen enn de som har kommet fram hittil.
God sommer, alle sammen!
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Fra To the Biggest Secret
Credo Mutwa: ...Sangomas bring such people to me in large numbers, because they think I am the best one to help in such problems. So, in the last 40 years or so, I have received many women who have actually been impregnated by the Mantindane and their pregnancies mysteriously terminated, leaving the woman feeling defiled, feeling guilty, and rejected by her family. It becomes my duty to convince the family of the woman's innocence, to try and heal the terrible spiritual and mental-as well as physical-trauma that the woman has undergone, and to otherwise help her and her members of the family, and forget what happened. No, sir; if these aliens are from a far away planet, why are they able to impregnate women? And why did that strange creature, which was naked, with red pubic hair, which climbed over me on that working table, why did it have an organ which, though slightly different from that of a normal woman, was still a recognizable female organ? The creature's organ was in the wrong place. It was slightly more in the front, where that of normal woman is between the legs. But it was recognizable, and it looked like a female organ. It had hair like a woman's organ. So, sir, I believe that these so-called aliens don't come from far away at all. I believe that they are here with us, and I believe that they need substances from us, just as some of us human beings use certain things from wild animals, such as monkey glands, for certain selfish purposes of our own. I believe, sir, that we should study this dangerous phenomenon very, very, clearly and with objective minds. Far too many people fall into the temptation of looking upon these "aliens" as supernatural creatures. They are just solid creatures, sir. They are like us; and, furthermore, I'm going to make a statement here which will come as a surprise: the Grey aliens, sir, are edible. Surprised?
Martin:Please continue.
Credo Mutwa: I said, sir, the Grey aliens are edible.
Martin:Yes, I heard that and I'm anxious to....
Credo Mutwa: Their flesh is protein, just as animal flesh on Earth is, but, anyone who ingests Grey alien flesh comes very, very close to death. I nearly did. You see, in Lesotho there is a mountain called Laribe; it is called the Crying Stone mountain. On several occasions, in the last 50 years or so, alien craft have crashed against this mountain. And one last incident was reported in the newspapers not so long ago.
An African who believes that these creatures are gods, when they find the corpse of a dead Grey alien, they take it, put it in a bag, and drag it into the bush, where they dismember it and ritually eat it.
But some of them die as a result of ingesting that thing. About a year before I had the experience from the Inyangani Mountains, I had been given, by a friend of mine in Lesotho, flesh from what he called a sky god. I was skeptical. He gave me a small lump of grey, rather dry stuff, which he said was the flesh. And he and I and his wife ritually ate this thing, one night. After we had eaten this thing, sir, on the following day, exactly, our bodies erupted into a rash which was like nothing I had experienced in my life before. Our bodies were so full of the rash and urticaria, it was as if we had small pox. We itched, the itching was horrible, especially under the arm-pits and between the legs, and the buttocks. Our tongues began to swell. We could not breathe. And for a number of days, my friend, his wife and I were totally helpless, secretly attended by initiates who were studying under my friend, who was a shaman. I came very close to death. There was bleeding from nearly every orifice in our body. We passed blood, much blood when we went to the toilet. We could barely walk, barely breathe. And after about 4 or 5 days, the rash subsided, then the pealing of the skin took its place now. Our skins began to peal, in scales like that of a snake shedding it's skin. Sir, it was one of the most terrible experiences I had undergone. In fact, when I began to feel better, I think that my being abducted by the Mantindane was the direct result of my having ingested flesh from one of these creatures. I had not believed that what my friend was giving me was flesh from a creature. I assumed it was some kind of root or herb or whatever. But, afterwards, I recalled the taste of the thing. It had a coppery taste, and had the same type of smell that I was to encounter in 1959. And, after the rash went down-while I was still peeling and we were smeared from head to foot with coconut oil by the initiates, every day-a strange change came over us, sir, which I am asking all people of knowledge who would read this in your country to try and explain to me. We went crazy, sir, utterly crazy. We started laughing like real loony tunes. It was ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, day after day-for the slightest things we started laughing our heads off, for hours, until you were nearly exhausted. And then the laughing went away; and then a strange thing happened, a thing which my friend said was the goal which those who ate the flesh of a Mantindane wanted to achieve. It was as if we had ingested a strange substance, a drug, a drug like no other on this Earth. Suddenly, our feelings were heightened. When you drank water, it was as if you had drunk a wine of some kind.
Water became as delicious as a man-made drink. Food began to taste amazingly. Every feeling was heightened, and it's indescribable-it was as if I was one with the very heart of the universe. I cannot describe it any other way. And this feeling of amazing intensity of feeling lasted for over 2 months. When I listened to music, it was as if there was music behind the music, behind the music. When I painted pictures-which is what I do for a living-and when I was holding a particular color on the tip of my brush, it was as if there were other colors in that color. It was an indescribable thing, sir. Even now I cannot describe it. But let me now, sir, go to something else. The Mantindane are not the only alien beings that we Africans have seen and know about, and have got stories to tell about...
