Neo-Shamanic experience camps are being held on a weekly basis at recreation-oriented gathering places. Fire elixirs are created and splashed upon the flesh of the innocent. More strange liquids are piped in from secret underground caverns and served to the practitioners. These libations, some of which come from ancient Germanic ritual sites, are said to alter the consciousness and make men speak strange languages and see things that are not physically there. While these rituals occur, participants are “transported” to another place, truly a classical Shamanic experience, without ever leaving the place where they are. They will claim to have seen things, to have knowledge of things happening hundreds of miles away from them. Sometimes, great cheers arise from the crowd, as co-linear events swell through the timeline, becoming emotionally overwhelming, and a release must be found. Some experience an extreme gnosis, awakening hours later, unsure of where they are. There is often a sense of dizziness experienced by the participants, and spontaneous laughter is often heard, which is believed to be part of a mass banishing ritual.
Well, do it. It’s not hard.
Find a sports bar on a Sunday and watch a football game.
Get some buffalo wings. That sauce will burn your mouth off, man. Poor chickens. What did they ever do to you? Drink some beer. Ask the barkeep where they keep the kegs. Don’t just get the domestic beers, either. Get a Heineken. Watch the big screen televisions. They never show local games, unless they’re sold out, so you can literally see what is happening hundreds of miles away from you in real time. The crowd will cheer if there’s a touchdown. Maybe one or two sad fuckers will pass out. More than that number will get a decent buzz on, which tends to improve one’s mood exponentially.
Be careful what you believe in, because who else can make it true?