[AA2] Day 45: Brahmarishi in the Making

Soul quotient: 3/7

Mohan attracted trouble like honey attracted flies. It wasn’t his fault, just the way of the Universe. Mohan had long since accepted that fact, ever since he’d been expelled from school for holding a teacher to the same standards that the teacher held his students.

He’d long since accepted that there was no such thing as justice in society. Courts and law and order were illusions. Real justice could only be obtained out in the wild, deep in the core of the Western Ghats or up in the snowy Himalayas. He hadn’t been to the Rajasthan deserts but he was sure there was justice to be obtained there too, the natural order that cared nothing for pseudo morality. Oh dear, Mohan lulled his mind into lethargy with a lullaby he’d learnt from an elephant in the zoo. It didn’t do any good to let his mind go wandering like that.
“So,” said the yoga teacher, throwing his slipper at Mohan, “you came here because you wanted to learn how to sleep?”
It was a free yoga class that Mohan had entered to kill time. He didn’t have enough money for anything and his parents weren’t going to be at home for another hour. Perhaps it would have been wiser to just sit on a bench and watch the birds.
“I thought this was Bihar School of Yoga, not Beer School,” Mohan said, unintentionally mispronouncing BR. Why did he always make those clumsy mistakes? That damn Universe again!
“You come here and insult me,” the yogacharya shouted shrilly.
“No insult was intended,” Mohan said, guilt ridden. “I just thought it would be nice to sleep and do that yoga thing at the same time. Yoga nidra, you know? That way I wouldn’t be wasting any time.”
“Wasting time?” the yogacharya’s face was beginning to grow red.

“I just meant…”

“Out!”

[AA2] Day 44: HecatAPP: Moonlight Edition

[AA2] Night 43: Trivia meets Thomas

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[AA2] Day 45: Brahmarishi in the Making

[AA2] Night 43: Trivia meets Thomas

Previously [AA 2.1] Day 43: Dreaming with Ayahuasca

Thomas dreamt of himself and Hecate
His body had been getting used to the ayahuasca tea, but never before had it been as vivid as this full moon night. Shadows transformed into interdimensional creatures going about their ineffable, inexplicable duties in the multiverse. Moonlight transformed into fine wine that he could taste with all his senses. The cry of the bats outside his window sent pulses through his head that made him pendulate between universes. His shaman guide transformed into a network of colourful whorls that extended from the ground into the sky… but still no moon god. Where was he? Why wasn’t Thomas able to see him in his dreams any longer?
His room transformed into a stone paved intersection, surrounded by dark countryside. The air grew still, and all noises ceased. A beautiful woman appeared before him, her dark hair falling to beneath her waist, her green eyes blazing light amidst the utter darkness of his surroundings, her pale skin radiating luminescence.
She sang:

Where wanders the warrior of Moonlight?

One wonders why he looks so uptight.

Perhaps he is lost

I meet him now, but at what cost?

“Er… Hello, how do you do,” Thomas said to the woman. “I’m looking for the Moon. Could you help me?”

“Help you for a price

Come roll the dice”

Thomas found a pair of die in his palms and threw them on the grass, without thinking.
“Snake Eyes,” the woman shrieked with joy,

“The Die never lies.

You are mine at the cross roads

Directions I’ll give for two toads

Eat them now while they’re hot

Or else you’ll be regurgitating rot”

Thomas swallowed the two toads she held out to him in one gulp. If he was awake and in his proper senses he’d have never done such a stupid thing… perhaps, thought a part of him. He had trust issues, especially with women, but this crossroad place in the countryside was lulling his senses.

“Soma’s power I share now

I’ll now give it to that Venus sow

If you want to dream of the Moon, my pretty

Then stop drinking the Ayahuasca tea

It changes to Demeter your frequency

And not to the heavens, you see?

You’re dialling the wrong number

While Soma is in slumber.

Thomas thanked her, and then blacked out.

[AA2] Day 44: Hecatapp: Moonlight Edition

[AA 2.1] Day 43: Dreaming with Ayahuasca

Previously

The moon dreamt of Thomas
Rain pitter-pattered on the pedestrians of the Tenderloin, the homeless taking shelter under ragged pieces of cardboard that they had scavenged from the garbage bins of San Francisco, as the sun fell below the horizon. Thomas shuddered as he heard the sounds of Bach coming from Eduardo’s little house.
“You really must get over your fear of classical music,” Eduardo chuckled as he ushered Thomas in through the door.

“I know, but…”
“But nothing,” Eduardo said, a rare seriousness rising in his tone. “You hear the moon. Your visions are pure, but your mind corrupts them. When you thought you’d destroyed the world by listening to your playlist, it was because you had subconsciously remembered the mind of the moon, and interpreted it in your own fashion,” Eduardo gestured for Thomas to sit on the carpet, while he stirred a bowl of Ayahuasca. “Misinterpreting your dreams could have serious consequences for us all.”

“I don’t think I can keep coming here like this,” Thomas told the shaman. “My attendance at uni is beginning to take a dive. I might not get a degree if…”
“Degree,” Eduardo pffed. “You say this world is coming to an end and then you talk about degrees. The matter of sorting out your visions is more important. Attend your university classes if you must, but don’t miss coming here on a full moon night.”

Thomas nodded, pinched his nose and then drank the draught handed to him. His vision flickered, each blink of his eyes infusing everything around him with more and more colour… until it all faded to moonlight.

[AA2] Night 43: Trivia meets Thomas