The Visionary origins of religion


Before the Dogma plants aided the pilgrim on a visionary journey inside.

Out of the head and into the heart as we remember ‘this is just a ride’!

God sits inside us all,

God is in all things

It is a force from beyond

And like a disco ball it rests above the cosmos of created things.

Gifts of Eden.

Watercolour on paper.


Thank you Nature for the visions granted,

Here are some psychedelic photos in which seeds are planted




Elongated Skulls

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A mix of artwork created both in and inbetween Ayahuasca ceremonies…

These being come up a lot in my visions.

Who do you think they are and what are they trying to say?

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Here’s what happened. I was born and culture taught me things in many different ways. School taught me information that the society we live in feels is important. Society is told what is important by people who shape society, often for their own benefits. I was taught through popular culture what I should be as a female. I was taught about politics and influenced by politicians what is true. I was lucky that I had parents that taught me to question what is false.

I experienced grief, intense grief and was taught to deal with it by a society that fears death. But I questioned, I never stopped questioning. In the dark years of my mind I tried on ideologies like clothes in a shop. What was reflected in the dressing room mirror was a shell, and when I decided to take my mind to the gym not all of these clothes were suitable as my body purged the things it was taught. The thoughts that society had shaped and as a result kept me in caged in a false reality. A reality I was brought up to question.

Sometimes neo-ayahuasca ceremonies that are a modern phenomenon and made to cater for western minds coming to let go of what they were taught, can be very noisy. That is because it is us who are the sick ones. I know when you have been taught how superior the civilization you belong to is, it can be hard to see the negative image to this picture. But the heart knows what is true and with some of the worlds folk medicine, plant medicine, you face the fears that keep you in the mind. And you purge this sickness that was taught to you.

Folk medicine and the altered states of reality you visit during shamanic inspections are much more familiar to the human psyche. That is because for most of human evolution this experience has accompanied us during our initiation period. Our initiation into the cycles of time we are experiencing in the flesh. All of us are free from time, and during psychedelic interludes you are reminded of the immortality we are all granted if we learn to die in peace.

The swastika is the symbol of the turning of the yugas, it represents the notion of time itself. This symbol is ancient and sacred because it is the main ingredient of remembrance, and that is why is has been used in some of the darkest sorcery humanity has been bewitched by. This symbol is found in every continent and every culture. But it is only one part that makes up the mechanism of life. On the outskirts of time dwells a serpent who represents the never ending motion of the cycles. And all of it fits into a holographic 3 dimensional Star of David. The stars points are the areas of projection, and its suns are the fixed points inside life chooses to manifest. And from these suns universes can be projected.

Symbols are the timeless language and its meanings can be translated during every epoch. It is a language deep inside we understand but a virus entered the translation program and we have been lost in amnesia for many years. Folk medicine cured me of this virus. I am still human, I have both positive and negatives. I have things during my life I will work on improving. But a peace is granted for those who dare to look. My soul is ready for death, and with that peace I enjoy life as for a short while I experience a projection in time. I remembered how to die and how to attain peace inside without depending on things I was taught by a society that made me sick. That is the very reason this experience is illegal and demonized in many ‘civilized’ cultures. It is humanities initiation period, the psychedelic revolution has returned to show people in a time when many are choosing sides and ideology…..that none of this is important. Fear is not important and needed where we are heading, only love.

Extra-Terrestrial Contact

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So I am going to be more confident with this…The fact I am drawing during Ayahuasca diagrams of free energy, extra terrestrial beings and information that seems to be for humanity I will just say it how it is….Channeling. The synchronicity of events since I remember being surrounded by angelic alien beings back in the jungles of the Amazon during December 2012 while they fixed my heart in a cosmic realm are beyond coincidence. And I do not care if it sounds crazy because my heart knows the path. An artist has to learn the difference between ego and heart and many get lost, but with each step I have faith. Faith that there is something in what I am creating that is beyond me, information gathered in the psychedelic realms so many have entered before.

The Challenge is to download it for others. I am up for this challenge. I do not have a family element like others as freedom was granted through grief. With death I faced the emotions that may take a lifetime to explore. I know what it is like to be alone to the point where I know not to give energy to such an emotion. I see how loneliness is the biggest fear of man, but a fear rooted in the ego with no real association to life and death. None of us are really alone, we are connected to a mechanism where for a brief period we experience time in the material.

Our ancestors faced death with a different mentality, not like the one that is so prevalent in the modern world. They knew how to die and with the Psychedelic experience I remembered also. And it was in that place beyond my deepest fear I was able to die and transcend, and in this place contact was made. This is not exclusive to me, but an experience that so many people experience once they take that leap into the unknown and digest the plants with an intelligence so advance we forgot how to translate it.

I have seen visions, visited landscapes and new worlds and met the entities that guard them. I know to a western mind this may sound far-fetched, but to a human who still dwells in nature, a human not trying to dominate the earth but works with her, a human that communicates with the spirits daily, this is not a radical notion this is part of the accepted science.

The first psychedelic revolution back in the 60’s changed the world for the better. The kids lacked guidance and eventually the powers at be cracked down on the surfers riding the wave. But the sea can never be tamed and my heart is Viking. I cannot stop creating my visions since the medicine purged my blocks. I am not a scientist but I know my brain works betters post initiation. Fear has been removed from my path and I dedicate my life to the art. Because art is its own language and the paintings I create are an alien tongue, but one that is seeking to be heard. I first started to write poems about the corruption that plagues humanity from a very young age, I know myself enough to trust the message my art speaks. Freedom, because when I create from the heart I am free and every single human, sinner or saint, deserves to feel freedom. It is in ones freedom they remember love.
peace 🙂

Creating Art During Ayahuasca

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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.
Please Share these messages.
One Love ♥

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Artists Seeks

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in this path of sorts,

where creative thoughts,

And craft is taught.

I have these for sale, it is my way of fundraising for my trip this winter. I was granted a freedom in the deaths of my parents and I have to keep going. In doing so I wish to share with others who have family ties and cannot as easily risk everything for their dreams, that you can still dream.

The world is lost in separation

But the art is my personal salvation

Where discipline is learned

And recognition is earned

We all have a turn

So remember to learn

I didn’t choose to be this artist it chose me so I am seeking inspiration across the sea


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Purge The Hate In A Altered State.

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New Painting.




So it’s taken me a while to paint this theme, and its just the beginning ill keep going with it for years….My experiences with the medicines have been beautiful and blissful, but during one ceremony I met Hitler trapped in a bubble which I figured out to be his Ego. As a veggie artist Hitler reminds me everything I don’t want my art to be about, I don’t want my vision to aim to capture peoples head. I want it to help people find their own way back to the heart. Nor do I want any rejection for my craft to push me on a dark path, that’s just ego shit.

During the ceremony I met Hitler I also experienced the first and second world war, I went from being a solider with bits blown of me being comforted by a nurse to the Mother saying goodbye to her son. I felt a sense of mass sacrifice as I flew over the trench fields and felt all the blood that had been offered to the ground. However far out and conspiracy it sounds, it became very clear to me the blood rituals that have dominated our culture since the rise of agriculture. I felt the madness of war as I entered Vietnam as helicopters flew over me picking the injured up. Suddenly everything turned into a giant Picasso painting.

After I met Hitler I travelled down under the earth surface to an industry gloomy landscape where I became genocide, I saw the faces of Jewish women weeping and as soon as I looked into their eyes they were free. The heads floated up to Jerusalem and paused for a moment then they floated up to the cosmos where a huge golden swirling galaxy civilization dwelled. It was shining so bright and gold and was guarded by Sumerian looking Rabbis. I realized this was a version of Zion and I just gazed in a psychedelic stare. I was speechless.

The safety and peace that I felt was unlike anything I had previously known, and then a peace treaty was made in space by cosmic Rabbis and Nordic looking priest people. Then I returned to the Maloca and the ceremony was over. I wasn’t scared during the experience I just went with the medicine and for some reason it took me there. My intention before the ceremony was healing the dwindling bond with my brothers. From doing that I picked up on how the masculine energy in my ancestry had been exposed to anger, rage and murder over the 100’s of years ‘civilization’ came to this part of the world. First with the Romans and then through the ages, I saw the years of tribal warfare has left a deep scar on the psyche of many males and I guess as my brothers are soldiers and ex football hooligans that is why the journey took me here as I picked up on the sickness that comes with a male dominated society and years of conditioning. Especially working class conditioning that aims to keep people at the bottom of the pyramid, while it fills you with fear and separation from your fellow man.

I love history, both learning about the light and the dark and the sorcery of the Third Reich has fascinated me since childhood. How a group of people could capture the consciousness of a whole people with images and words in their propaganda which often used sacred symbols that have now been ruined beyond repair.
A psychedelic experience can help people with depression, mid life crisis, addictions and so on…but a psychedelic experience can also dissolve ideologies you hold dear. It is the antidote to Babylon and that is the very reason it is illegal. The psychedelic experience allows people to let go of the bullshit they let feed from their energy. Sickness is not just psychical, its emotional and as the world seems to be on the verge of a terrorism style WW3, I think art is more important than ever at counteracting the fear that steals so many peoples creativity and power.

This is an angry indoctrinated man from the post paranoid 9/11 world (tough on the outside fear ridden on the inside) drinking Ayahuasca, the smoke of the mapacho is blowing away his sickness and as the rainbow bridge comes closer, the ego en-caged hatred is shed away and he can cross it if he dares, he can be cured. Enlightenment is for all, purge the shit don’t end up in a bubble between the cosmos trapped in your own ego hell. Mirror yourself in all, however hard, they just reflect things you need to work on.
One Love.