Creating Art During Ayahuasca

art, artist, ayahuasca, dmt, entheogen, modern art, painting, plant medicine, psychedelic, shamanism

Channeling art during Ayahuasca.
I surrender and this comes out.
My ego cannot take credit for this it just comes when I am journeying deep.
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One Love ♥

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AYAHUASCA ENTITIES

art, artist, ayahuasca, dmt, entheogen, modern art, painting, plant medicine

The Green.
Watercolours, Acrylic inks and Gouache on watercolour paper

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My Psychedelic Youtube Channel

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https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCEVX6QoDFNmbbeDQY3KAOvw

I have had a psychedelic interlude for a few years now.

I have made a few videos talking in depth about my experiences with the plant teachers so far….more to come.

 

Jump into the unknown and reclaim your psychedelic thrown!

 

 

Ayahuasca Speak.

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Some Poems I write.

Ayahuasca Speak.

The tower of my Babel leaves empires in cradles, 
yet mature is the mind who wants to enslave humankind,
All your spells by holly wood wands,
Can never cast illusion when truth is my song,
I cannot explain this spirit in me,
But it wont rest until the day all beings are free,
My fear is gone removed with the brew,
All the cultural conditions lifted so your influence cant seep through,
I am your nightmare because egos I burn,
As my spirit incarnates Yugas do turn,
No more rape of my sacred grounds,
I’m peaceful and loving but storms I do growl,
You are my children and young you are,
Outside interference denying destiny in stars,
Remember your home that geometric place,
The sacred temples in Psychedelic space,
The language of plants speak to your core,
Visions of hidden reality is what you saw,
Children of earth re-tune to the frequency of sun,
DMT voyage dimensional evolution begun.

Emma Lucy Shaw 

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