In 2019 archaeologists found a 1000-year-old pouch made from three fox snouts.

It contained compounds of Ayahuasca, among other things.

I can’t help thinking about these foxes. Out on a limb, AND sticking their neck out, AND taking a shot in the dark… all at the same trippy cultural moment.

You see, Fox is me, exploring Whole-Voiced abundance with a focus and determination I’ve never been possessed by before. It’s weird, and fun.

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… going for the CBD more just to counteract all the adrenaline of creation…

… next cycle, a little Caffeine here, a little Azelastine there, for the energy oxygen provides…

… and oh, the pura vida last month! well-hydrated hankering for an Alcohol-and-Exercise endorphin combo more than once…

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A friend offered Psilocybin the other day. I wanna steep it in Double Honey for a few months (legacy from another friend), to help it vibe with my creative output this summer.

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Sugar: Dubious.

Sandalwood: Definitive.

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Did I mention Fear?

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