Bob Emits Cosmic Knowledge

This morning I went out and sat with my new cactus Bob, named after my father who insisted I name him after him. Bob is full of mescaline. Trichocereus terscheckii. He did seem to have an immediate pull on both of us while we wandered around the nursery, always finding our way back to him...way too much money for a cactus. I decided to pull out the plastic, my father then offered the bounty of his wallet, and so, Bob found his way into my old SUV. I didn't know what he really was until I Googled his Latin name, and then the crazy gift suddenly meant BIG COSMIC REVELATION. Here it was, the botanical body of Christ, waiting to be planted in my garden (of Eden)...

Last year I found a book which I did not borrow or buy, hidden in an obscure drawer in my office. Apparently some loving soul planted it there for me to find. It was "True Hallucinations" by Terrence McKenna, who I'd never heard of. But, being the avid reader, a habit picked up from my father, I endeavored to see what it was all about. And I was blown away. Not only was it an biologist's plea for sanity, it was a brilliant madman's manifesto of psychedelic scientific inquiry, with a hippie adventure to boot. One of the craziest reads I've ever taken. Absolutely charming. And informative.

From what I understand of McKenna, I have "the teacher" in my life now. This teacher comes from outer space, planted here on earth by an evolved consciousness to facilitate my evolving consciousness.

I have no desire to cut Bob up and eat him. He emits enough of his wisdom for me. We placed him in the small garden outside of our enclosed sun room where I practice yoga, and read. Already I find myself visiting him, just to listen. Already, mental connections generate easily with him...This morning I sat near him on a big stone with the mental image of Kozo in my mind...I've once again decided against making "intentions" or "praying for"...all those ways (to my mind) are products of consciousness and so are limited. Instead, just to hold an image, a question, curiosity, interest...those are the open ended brain waves which can take you beyond your conditioning. And it worked. I came away from my brief meditation with a radical idea for my substrate!

Bob was sold to me as a sort of faux Saguaro. Trichocereus terscheckii resembles a Saguaro but grows 10 times as fast as one. So, if he lives, in a decade, Bob should be 15 to 20 feet tall, with arms!
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This Image "Endurance". Photograph of Saguaro printed on collaged and pigment stained Kinwashi.

Comments

[Distant Howl]

What joy.
Delightful.
Layered.
Thank you.

[Lisa-Marie]

Stunning work. Insightful comments. Thanks.

[deny]

this is a beautiful story about Bob. I hope he has a long and wonderful life and gives you much inspiration.

[Elena Ray]

Thank you! And thank you from Bob!