The Wild Weed (ePub)

Most of my detail drug experiences are found in my first book The Courage to Surrender. As the title indicates getting clean and sober after addictions have taken over your life, is at best the challenge of a lifetime and at worst an insurmountable plateau few have climbed and fewer have topped it. After 1800 AA meetings I consider myself an expert on alcohol and drug abuse. There are implications throughout this story that ayahuasca will take over your mind when you are under its spell. It's not like weed or even meth where you can shake your head and return to life for a second. The good news is total concentration on your purpose for tripping. Usually, the quest is metaphysical; getting closer to your God, or getting to know yourself better. However, our planned ceremony at the Race Point beach outside of Provincetown proved to be a euphoria that lingered, as Mother Nature relieved man's issues for a day. Arguably our location was the farthest point east of the continental US. It was a heavenly trip. Nighttime privacy, without sex, cleared our minds, as fires lit up the tides and cast strange shapes on the dunes. People landed in places all over the dunes after testing the tidal pools. They were drawn like moths to the floating waves of incense and placed on the dunes still warm from the earlier beach day. The sunset and sunrise were a pleasant-blends of ending and starting a beautiful day. However, our planned ceremony at the Race Point beach outside of Provincetown proved to be a euphoria that lingered, as Mother Nature relieved man's issues for a day. Arguably our location was the farthest point east of the continental US. It was a heavenly trip. Nighttime privacy, without sex, cleared our minds, as fires lit up the tides and cast strange shapes on the dunes. People landed in places all over the dunes after testing the tidal pools. They were drawn like moths to

the floating waves of incense and placed on the dunes still warm from the earlier beach day. The sunset and sunrise were a pleasant-blends of ending and starting a beautiful day. In the end, the FBI and a gang-banger group fought over us while their gun battle gave us a

distraction, so the group could execute our pre-planned escape. There are quite a few funny stories of the escapades my friends created as they lived on the beach at Cape Cod. They exhibit a sense of gratitude for being able to help those people in need.