The last two or three times that I drank ayahuasca, the visionary, South American, shamanic tea, the scenarios it was showing me were so horrific and gut wrenching that I spewed uncontrollably in response. I could feel the giant earthquake coming from way, way, way down inside the Earth. It progressively came up into the crust of the Earth. I could feel it beneath my feet, and then it came up into my feet, my ankles and legs. My whole body was shaking. The shaking and monstrous heaving of the Earth kept rising, up and up. When the upheaval reached my abdomen, I hurled like nobody’s business. Along with the Great Earthquake came a tremendous wave of Pure Evil, as if the Earth has been storing all of humanity’s evil in its geological strata, like a long play record, a vast terraqueous record or archive of all of humanity’s vile and evil deeds. Thousands and thousands of years, maybe millions of years of humanity’s Ur-alt archives of war, slaughter, slavery, torture, murder, economic exploitation, theft, lies, ecological destruction, and more, all locked into the guts of the Earth’s geological memory and soon to be played back for humanity’s greater edification, as the Earth itself vomits up all the horror and evil sin that it has had to endure at humanity’s hands for so very long.
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There are a lot of people, including many supposedly high and mighty people, who will lose control of their bowels on that day. The shaking will be so intense that they will shit themselves uncontrollably. The excrement will stream down their legs and puddle in their shoes. Their terror will be extreme, because they will know deep in their bones what comes next. They will die, and have an exit interview with God and Jesus, or similar Higher Order Beings, who will make them an extraordinarily chilling, sobering, unimaginably tough love, eons-long, multi-billion year offer that some of them will nevertheless accept as being better than the alternative. As for the rest? Oh, well ….