The Nervous System - Department of English and Comparative ...
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Fhe <strong>Nervous</strong> <strong>System</strong><br />
<strong>The</strong> Legacy <strong>of</strong> Conquest<br />
rugged <strong>and</strong> timeless than the stones <strong>of</strong> memory themselves, but completely<br />
dwarfed bv them.<br />
"Yes, when I was healing with yape," the old Indian man from the<br />
Putumayo was saying, "I saw it all before, all these cliffs, all these stones."<br />
I was taken aback. Yage is the most important medicine in the Putumayo.<br />
It comes from a vine in the forest <strong>and</strong> with its visions, the healer, as much<br />
as the sick person who also drinks it, can obtain insight into the cause <strong>of</strong><br />
serious misfortune <strong>and</strong> power to overcome it. Such power, however, does<br />
not necessarily come from seeing the causes <strong>of</strong> misfortune but instead can<br />
come from having a particular image, a pinta or painting as it is referred to<br />
commonly, <strong>and</strong> one <strong>of</strong> the ways <strong>of</strong> becoming a healer is to buy such pintas.<br />
Thus when the old healer said that he had seen Machu Picchu in his yageinduced<br />
visioning, you have to underst<strong>and</strong> that this means something more<br />
than merely seeing something, because it is potentially an empowering <strong>and</strong><br />
even a curing image.<br />
o o<br />
How wonderful, 1 thought, in the very remoteness <strong>of</strong> his lowl<strong>and</strong> forests<br />
the old man able to see this incredible place by means <strong>of</strong> mystical insights<br />
given to the guardians <strong>of</strong> ancient American shamanic lore. It made me<br />
curious. I wanted to better ascertain his connection to this Machu Picchu<br />
place high in the sun <strong>and</strong> the cold wind, so ponderously still in the muteness<br />
<strong>of</strong> its massive stones. Like a flash it occurred to me. "Look at the size <strong>of</strong><br />
those stones," I said. "How was it ever possible to build like that?" I was<br />
echoing the newspaper, evoking national discursive formations much bigger<br />
than my own limited imaginings.<br />
"That's easy to explain," he replied without so much as a blink. "<strong>The</strong><br />
Spanish built all this." And he waved his arm in a peremptory gesture<br />
encompassing the great vista.<br />
"What do you mean?" I feebly responded. I felt cheated.<br />
"It was with whips," he said in a distinctly disinterested tone. "<strong>The</strong><br />
Spanish threatened the Indians with the whip <strong>and</strong> that's how they carried<br />
those stones <strong>and</strong> set them in place."<br />
As far as he was concerned this was a thoroughly unremarkable event,<br />
just as Machu Picchu itself was unremarkable. "That's exactly what the<br />
Spanish did to my father-in-law," he added. "An Indian went <strong>and</strong> told them<br />
that he was a sorcerer <strong>and</strong> so they punished him by making him carry stones<br />
to build their church. <strong>The</strong>y said they'd whip him if he didn't do what they<br />
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