An Authentic Life 1.1 for pdf - Universalist Radha-Krishnaism

They accepted my offer. Jake let me live in the
restaurant office. I moved out of the shack quickly.
Good thing I did because a friend told me the locals
came back a couple of days later, shot my lock off,
and used the shack to party.
The former drummer of Paul Revere and the
Raiders had a local bar band, and they played at the
restaurant. A woman did hula and Tahitian dancing.
It was a happening place and sometimes there were
more people in the kitchen smoking sacrament and
partying than there were out front.
Jake and his wife Nancy invited Jivananda,
Bina, Sebastian, and I to their home for Christmas
Eve. It was the first time I celebrated Christmas in a
family setting since I left home over ten years earlier. I
found a boar skull on a back road, and I knew it was
the perfect present for Sebastian, since he was into
skulls and bones. I wrapped it and gave it to him.
When he unwrapped it, a scorpion crawled out of it.
It was quite a surprise, but we got it outside without
it stinging anyone. Just goes to show, you never know
what might be living in your skull when you’re done
with it.
I went to a cow pasture on cliffs overlooking
the ocean early one morning with a couple of friends.
We ate fresh psilocybin mushrooms growing from the
cow dung until we couldn’t eat anymore. I lay on my
stomach, naked in the grass having out of body experiences
similar to those Carlos Castaneda described
involving shape shifting and flying. When I regained
external consciousness, I was sunburned, and we
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