światosław / tales from the world

September 26th, 2015

“Since the human body is the world, every individual in the world, regardless of background or race, has an indigenous soul struggling to survive in an increasingly hostile environment created by that individual’s mind, which subscribes to the mores of the machine age. Because of this, a modern person’s body has become a battleground between the rationalist mind and the native soul.”

“Ponieważ ludzkie ciało JEST światem, każda jednostka na świecie, niezależnie od pochodzenia czy rasy ma rdzenną duszę, która walczy o przetrwanie w coraz bardziej wrogim środowisku, stworzonym przez jej umysł, który wciągają obyczaje ery maszyn. Z tego to powodu, ciało współczesnej osoby stało się polem bitwy pomiędzy racjonalnym umysłem i rodzimą duszą.”


Martín Prechtel: Secrets of the Talking Jaguar










This year I came back a lot into the body. Now I am back in the Amazon, yesterday got my machete, today missing rubber boots, and off, away from the city.



Tego roku powróciłem w dużym stopniu do ciała. Teraz wróciłem też do Amazonii, wczoraj kupiłem maczetę, dziś jeszcze gumiaki, i hajda z miasta.







long season / długi sezon

September 21st, 2015

Long summer days on the old continent are over, last rays of sun touched the land we chopped wood upon and threw puke in shallow grave



Długie dni lata na starym kontynencie dobiegły końca, ostatnie promienie słońca dotykają krainy w której rąbaliśmy buczynę i składaliśmy rzygi w płytkim grobie






Our home was and will be impermanent, by the river and under shelter of big trees. The form of mandala may change, the search within is still the same.



Nasz dom był i będzie tymczasowy, nad rzeką i w cieniu wielkich drzew. Forma mandali może się zmieniać ale poszukiwanie w środku pozostaje stałe.









The longer I stayed in the forest I understood better that the frontier between nature and civilization becomes more important and sometimes more difficult to cross for me than the one between nations or continents. It appears again and again that is the same forest as the one they call Amazon, as the one where I did my Bwiti initation in Central Africa.



Im dłużej pozostawałem w lesie, tym lepiej widziałem, że granica między naturą i cywilizacją staje się dla mnie coraz ważniejsza, i w pewnych wypadkach trudniejsza do przekroczenia niż ta między narodami i kontynentami. Okazuje się coraz częściej, iż to ten sam las, jak ten który nazywają Amazonią czy ten w którym zeszłego grudnia miała miejsce moja inicjacja w afrykańskim kulcie Bwiti.










These are the same wounds we inflict upon it, and it does not matter where we put up the fight – or better, where we do the work to build an alternative.



Te same są rany, które mu zadajemy, i nie ma znaczenia gdzie podejmiemy walkę, a jeszcze lepiej, pracę nad budową alternatywy.










So we make last offerings to the spirits of the place which hosted us, and prepare for new chapter. From Thursday, look for me in Peru.



Składamy więc ostatnie dzięki duchom miejsca które nas gościło i przygotowujemy się na kolejny rozdział. Od czwartku szukajcie mnie w Peru.










[ all photos save one - spring/summer 2015 in Poland  /// zdjęcia, poza jednym, z wiosny i lata 2015 w Polsce ]





software & hardware

September 14th, 2015

“Earth is hardware upon which software of biology runs
biology is hardware upon which software of culture runs
culture is hardware upon which software of individual personality
individual people are the hardware upon which the software of what will be run?”



“Ziemia to hardware na którym działa software biologii,
biologia to hardware na którym działa software kultury
kultura to hardware na którym działa software indywidualnej osobowości
poszczególne jednostki to hardware na którym działać ma software czego?”


Terence McKenna










la vida pirata

September 10th, 2015

remember death and live /// motto naszej firmy : pamiętaj o śmierci i żyj













September 8th, 2015




Him who they fear and despise we worship, for he shows the way to the tree of bounty and to the keyhole.

Jego, którego oni się boją i nienawidzą, my czcimy, bo pokazuje drogę do drzewa obfitości i wie, gdzie ukryta jest dziurka na klucz.













tools of work to be done anyway

September 7th, 2015







I often sense a sort of spiritual pride among some of the practitioners of eastern based spiritual paths & traditions, who criticize psychedelics or visionary plants with “why can’t you achieve these states / results without “external stimulation”, without aides? Yet when you consider that conscious users treat those plants exactly as aides or guides, you can ask the same question to countless followers of sages long gone, present day gurus, or readers of the holy books. These all, after all, are external for the seeker.

Even more, when I hear this “I am able to do the same without”, it sounds to me, to stay within the same geographical locality, like Himalayan climber boasting he can do this or that peak without oxygen, but failing to mention all those Sherpas carrying his stuff, like those self sufficient lamas and gurus, meditating their lifes on backs of working peasants of Tibet or India.






Plants, with intensive and fast progress they offer ( which can and should be checked, however, by tools offered by alternative paths ), they enable us to live productive life, instead of countless retreats and hours of sitting in lotus posture, you can just work and play more instead, and in between delve into life changing – overnight experience. Of course, instead of years of service to your master you may have to pay other way, like with increased self- discipline to monitor the effects, or with horror of difficult encounter with your shadow, but who said that shortut is “better” in everything than long, and to be honest, often boring wide road.

I have never been on the top and do not really care about it so much, but I know for sure, paths are criss – crossing and meeting each other. But they are just paths, some like offroad, you know. Or I come back to metaphor from the title of this post : after all the important work to be done is the one in daily life, hopefully both lotus sitters and vine drinkers agree on that.







September 1st, 2015

“You look at trees and label them just so,

(for trees are `trees’, and growing is `to grow’);

you walk the earth and tread with solemn pace

one of the many minor globes of Space:

a star’s a star, some matter in a ball

compelled to courses mathematical

amid the regimented, cold, Inane,

where destined atoms are each moment slain.”



“Yet trees are not `trees’, until so named and seen -

and never were so named, till those had been

who speech’s involuted breath unfurled,

faint echo and dim picture of the world”


“There is no firmament,

only a void, unless a jewelled tent

myth-woven and elf-patterned; and no earth,

unless the mother’s womb whence all have birth.”



“The heart of man is not compound of lies,

but draws some wisdom from the only Wise,

and still recalls him. Though now long estranged,

man is not wholly lost nor wholly changed.

Disgraced he may be, yet is not dethroned,

and keeps the rags of lordship one he owned,

his world-dominion by creative act:

not his to worship the great Artefact,

man, sub-creator, the refracted light

through whom is splintered from a single White

to many hues, and endlessly combined

in living shapes that move from mind to mind.”



“Blessed are the timid hearts that evil hate,

that quail in its shadow, and yet shut the gate;

that seek no parley, and in guarded room,

through small and bare, upon a clumsy loom

weave tissues gilded by the far-off day

hoped and believed in under Shadow’s sway.”



“Blessed are the legend-makers with their rhyme

of things not found within record time.

It is not they that have forgot the Night,

or bid us flee to organised delight,

in lotus-isles of economic bliss

forswearing souls to gain a Circe-kiss

(and counterfeit at that, machine-produced,

bogus seduction of the twice-seduced).”



“They have seen Death and ultimate defeat,

and yet they would not in despair retreat,

but oft to victory have turned the lyre

and kindled hearts with legendary fire,

illuminating Now and dark Hath-been

with light of suns as yet by no man seen.”


“I would be with the mariners of the deep

that cut their slender planks on mountains steep

and voyage upon a vague and wandering quest,

for some have passed beyond the fabled West.”


“I will not walk with your progressive apes,

erect and sapient. Before them gapes

the dark abyss to which their progress tends -

if by God’s mercy progress ever ends,

and does not ceaselessly revolve the same

unfruitful course with changing of a name.”



“I will not tread your dusty path and flat,

denoting this and that by this and that,

your world immutable wherein no part

the little maker has with maker’s art.

I bow not yet before the Iron Crown,

nor cast my own small golden sceptre down.”



“In Paradise perchance the eye may stray

from gazing upon everlasting Day

to see the day-illumined, and renew

from mirrored truth the likeness of the True.”



“Then looking on the Blessed Land ’twill see

that all is as it is, and yet made free”






“Evil it will not see, for evil lies

not in God’s picture but in crooked eyes,

not in the source but in malicious choice,

and not in sound but in the tuneless voice.”




According to “Mythopoeia”, so far the transcendental second plane cannot be brought onto earth. And it stays this way. Lines 131 – 136 in the last stanza make it clear that the true essence of all things can only be experienced on the second plane – though even that not with certitude (“perchance the eye may stray”, line 131) – which in the poem is then equated with Paradise (131). In Paradise man´s eye now has the chance “to see the day-illumined, and renew” (133), thereby leaving the triteness of the earthly light behind him.

The formulation is also reminiscent of Plato; it takes up a picture from the allegory of the sun. There the sun, an object that provides the brightest light, is equated with the idea of good – a good that is necessary to view the truth that can only be seen in the brightest light (Republic 508a-d). Following the allegory of the lines (509d – 511a), the possible view of truth depends on the angle at which sunlight shines upon the objects of knowledge. Line 133 is reminiscent of the Platonic parables of sun and lines.

But more important is line 134: the day – illuminated and renew[Again, something is strange here.] – there (on the other plane!) shows “from mirrored truth the likeness of the True” – this means objective knowledge. This view makes it possible to look on the blessed land as it is, “made free”, a liberation which then extends to the spectator.

What is it that the poet and reader are “made free” from? The mistaken assumptions of an empiricism which does not allow other modes of acquiring knowledge. The important point is that it is possible in Paradise to renew the sight of truth, because “renew” again takes up the topic of remembered, ‘Socratic’, foreknowledge which was mentioned above.

Therefore the key terms of verse 12 are “renew”, which refers to knowledge gained from the second plane, and “mirrored truth”. Mirrored truth is again a Platonian picture. It refers to the allegory of the cave, the most influential idea of Plato´s philosophy (Republic 514a-515c).

The parable tells the story of people who are chained inside a cave. They are looking upon a wall before them, unable to turn around. They can only see shadows on the wall and hear sounds originating from outside the cave. The shadows are faint, the sound is dim, both are but a reflection of the real world outside the cave. These people will never come to know reality but only experience incomplete reflections if they are not freed (or free themselves), stand up and look at what is really outside their cave. The meaning of the parable is that the real world, the only world which the materialist believes in, only allows us to see reflections from the second plane, just like the reflections the prisoners in Plato´s cave can see and hear.

The possibility “[to] see that all is as it is“ (lines 135f.) exists only on the second plane, in the Platonic world of ideas, in the “Mythopoeian Paradise”. Even the liberation in Paradise – “all [...] as it is, and yet made free“ – connects “Mythopoeia” to Plato since the view of truth, which man experiences by leaving the cave, constitutes an act of liberation.


[ Interpretation above from http://www.polyoinos.de/tolk_stuff/mythopiea_engl.html , images from late summer 2015 in Polish mountains.]


interview for Konbini

August 9th, 2015

I was asked some time ago to answer some questions about ayahuasca by journalist freelancing for Konbini.com. Below is the original interview, and in this link you can see what they made out of it :





What can you tell me about ayahuasca?

I could tell you a lot and all these are mental concepts that ayahuasca helps to construct but also helps to overcome. To keep it simple, the way my Amazonian teachers do, it is a medicine, and teacher. It is a gate and game changer. It is a shortcut for the brave, but it does get you there if you want to get there, and it can even help you discover what you actually want.

Someone once told me that to get the spiritual effects of ayahuasca you needed to follow some kind of universal path, and right now it was hovering over Peru. Is this a legitimate theory?

Before I ended up in Amazonian shamanism, I went long way through many traditions. However, it was never like “I Was Jehovah Witness Now I Know They Are Liars and Idiots And I am Doing Yoga”,
I see them all as complimentary, and in fact resonating similar themes. It was ayahuasca that helped me understand them better, like Rastafarian “I&I” concept, Buddhist ego death, Sufi metaphor of the ocean.
The spirit – God – whatever you call it – is everywhere, it would be utmost bullshit to claim it chose Amazon because it perhaps got bored with his dry Semitic homeland of Bronze Age. I was actually spending lots of time in deserts of Africa and Asia with
the Sufis, and they have a lot of wisdom which applies to your question – like the words of medieval mystic Ibn Arabi – “there are as many paths to God as human souls on earth”. You must only follow your path, path of the heart, learn how to feel and this way
see beyond the mask, because reason, it sees the mask, the outside, the logic, but heart connects to one reality beyond it.

Could you explain the role of a shaman?

There are multiple roles, depending on cultural context, situation, shaman etc. Main one is a guide, he helps others reach where he has been before, he travels more than them and therefore can see himself, his surrounding and culture from a distance, and because of this he sees better both flaws, and solutions, illness and healing. But he can also be a guide for community, be both healer and destroyer, aid in war, build spiritual protection, behave like a trickster pointing with his behavior to paradoxes in reality, destroying dualism. During ayahuasca ceremony he is a reference point, a beacon or a lighthouse you can sail away from but you know it is there, and because of his experience and strength he may be standing when things fall apart and people fall into panic. This panic will not kill you but may lead you astray, and then something else may bring harm. If you are not yet experienced enough to fully trust medicine, trust your guide, but trust you should.
Besides, shaman is specialist in entertainment and ayahuasca will show that life is a wonderful joke to play whenever you remember about it, so why not trust the joker?

My idea of shamans is very different from the modern shamans you’ve met. How would you say shamans have changed over the last century?

Most of ideas, yours and mine, are very different from reality. We are unable to comprehend what is around us, what and whom we meet so how can we say anything about shamans from last centuries? And why would that matter? I believe in fairy tales and myths, so let us spin them as we please, but do not get attached, they have not much more meaning than “bisha pisha poka pika” erupting from shaman’s mouth in the middle of ceremony. I accept what I see and I do not compare anymore to my preconceptions. Besides, there has never been ( I believe :) ) any fixed reality, and everything, including things as old as shamanism, all is in flux, constant change, always.

You seem to provide an offbeat Tripadviser review of your many ayahuasca adventures. Can you take me through a typical day at one of these camps/hostels?

I never used Tripadviser, and apart from one or two incidents I don’t work with commercial centres/hostels/camps. The online guide I do is a subjective collection of independent shamans/ curanderos I came across in various ways and had very different kinds of experiences with, so there is nothing typical about them, each story is unique, my time there was unique, I keep on stressing this again and again to make people understand, their experience may be very different. The aim of this project is to enable that experience not to prepare for it, nor design it. It is basically the same with my work as a guide or leader of ceremony – I facilitate something and guide into a direction somehow connected to my preferences, but who am I to judge for others what they need? My description can perhaps ease some nervousness, draw attention to less important things, like color of the sand or toilets on the beach but inevitable – jump into water, that one must do himself, and that is what matters.

Have you ever been any bogus ayahuasca ceremonies or has there ever been any terrible experiences?

I have been to ceremonies I liked, and those I did not, but all were a lesson. Even if the bullshit is easy to spot, like I get weak/adulterated brew in package with “praise Jesus” or “the medicine works in mysterious ways”, it is also to teach me something. Ceremonies are not for fun – even if fun can be healing too, they are to teach, so the more I learn from reality, the more I stretch the concept of ceremony, some people advanced in medicine say the ceremony never ends, and I agree. Each move we do, each act of kindness or each so called mistake are valuable. Likewise, there are experiences of awe and terror but they are not terrible, they are wonderful. Shamanism transcends dualism, it teaches greatness in suffering and even death. It dissolves fear, I fear less and less, focus on solutions and always improvise, but to worry? to fear? You really have so much spare time in this life?

Have you noticed any Western intervention on ayahuasca ceremonies?

Of course, Western, Eastern, from the mountains and from Jerusalem, all is circulating, nothing is disconnected. There is a serious anthropological theory that domination of healing aspect over hunting/war/protective magic is quite recent in ayahuasca shamanism of the Amazon and related to the need of healing wounds, again and again inflicted by colonialism and neocolonialism. In the form of ceremony, many tribes have embraced Christian gadgets, names, symbols. Colombian shaman with whom I had my initiation, in his home in Putumayo has giant Virgin Mary surrounded by flashing Christmas lights and stroboscopic lasers in place where he runs ceremonies. There some who talk about Jesus and others who talk about chakras. They wear in the ceremony head torches from China, second-hand tiger decorated shirts from Bangladesh, play African drums and Mongolian jew harps, whatever. Shamanism is very practical, makes use of what is around, what works, nothing is useless, everything can be medicine, I was in ceremony where Shipibo shaman sang “gasolina-medicina”, I know about some who even invoke power of the spirit of antibiotics. Shamanism is art of contacting the Other and drawing strength from that encounter, and that strength is a base of shamanic healing. So many tribal, “real” shamans just keep on doing this for generations, apprenticing with other tribes, incorporating language and cultural artifacts of the Other, be it language of the spirits, language of other tribe, language or religion of other land, other continent. This is one world, one reality, we are shape-shifters, we are drifters and scavengers, nomads of virtual and astral realities, learn from wherever and whenever.

Finally, how would you explain an ayahuasca experience?

Think about your mother, giving you nourishing milk and chanting you into another world – another state consciousness – into dreams, with her soft lullabies. You will come out of it strengthened, refreshed and saturated with love. Or, seemingly on the other end, think about catharsis – violent encounter with something you fear most, shaking your soul the way it was never shaken, scaring shit out of you , also sometimes literally, think of feces, vomit, sweat, think horror, and at the same time try to believe me that it will be the best experience of your life, you will be for ever – not just in the morning – grateful for being alive, and will know the meaning of life. Sounds too great to be true? Well then don’t beg me for spare words, take my hand and just let me show you for yourself, talking is cheap, how about adventure and proving me I am wrong?

In your opinion, what would you say the healing properties of ayahuasca are? and does it aid in any creative processes?

Healing happens on many levels and ultimately you realize they are one, physical, mental, spiritual… There is physical purge which many people fear a lot, vomiting, cleansing, you feel the medicine cruising through your veins, cells, you are regenerated. But most important is the way it hits at the roots of illness, something western medicine is very weak at, despite all the material gadgets it possess, they are good enough for material symptoms of a problem but do not solve it or often even can’t help you understand what are its reasons. I can give you example of my kidneys – I had sand in them, trouble and pain not only while urinating, and despite being connected with top doctors and specialists in urology, and their expensive machines, they could tell me nothing about roots of the problem, how can I avoid it, how can I get rid of it, and it is one of most common urological problems they are supposed to deal with.

Ayahuasca made me realize it all, it took it away at physical level and at the same time taught me about meaning of flow, letting go, releasing, not holding anything. The problem never came back.

I know perfectly, when you are ready to understand that, you will come to the medicine and see for yourself. When you are not ready and prefer to continue suffering, you will see all these words as New Age mambo-jambo, look at this option and keep chanting it down as false. My opinion is that Western mind, despite its claims, is deeply irrational, and afraid of true scientific experiment, on the contrary, it is sectarian and religious, and its religion is rationalist dogma. But if we want to avoid the same mistake always made by religions, we should not push nor even pull too strong. We should sweep our place, adorn it and sing the most beautiful song we are given by the spirit. Eventually, who is to come, will come attracted. The song will be ever more beautiful because by removing obstacles, making you understand you are responsible, that everything is possible, creativity flourishes, entire life becomes a game of options, there is no fear of mistake, so you grow like the vine, wherever there is place, opportunity. And like the vine you connect every place you pass through and all of them co-create and support you.




August 3rd, 2015

“Perhaps the whole root of our trouble, the human trouble, is that we will sacrifice all the beauty of our lives, will imprison ourselves in totems, taboos, crosses, blood sacrifices, steeples, mosques, races, armies, flags, nations, in order to deny the fact of death, the only fact we have. It seems to me that one ought to rejoice in the fact of death―ought to decide, indeed, to earn one’s death by confronting with passion the conundrum of life.”

― James Baldwin, who was born a day before this one, in 1924. Now dead.





“Być może cała przyczyna naszych kłopotów, ludzkich kłopotów, jest w tym, iż poświęcamy całe piękno naszych żyć, budujemy sobie więzienia z totemów, tabu, krzyży, krwawych ofiar, wieżyczek, meczetów, wyścigów, armii, flag, narodów, wszystko by wyprzeć fakt śmierci, jedyny fakt jaki mamy. Wydaje mi się, że powinno się cieszyć tym faktem, powinno się zdecydować, w rzeczy samej, na zasłużenie sobie na własną śmierć poprzez pełną pasji konfrontację z absurdalną zagadką życia”

- James Baldwin, urodzony tego dnia w roku 1924. Obecnie martwy.









mięso armatnie

July 30th, 2015




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