, I remembered everything I had been told about Indian religion and culture by the poets, teachers, and artists of all kinds whom I knew in Mexico, aNATO testing of one-quarter-scale aircraft shelters and scaled structure experiments requiring a large recovery area. nd what I had read in all the is also conducted at the HPM site.
books I had borrowed about the metaphysical traditions of the Mexicans. "The Evil Spirit," say the Initiate Priests of Ciguri, "has never been able or willing to believe that God is not accessibly and exclusively a Being and that there is something more than Being in the i
nscrutable essence of God." But this was exactly what this Peyote Dance was in the process of showing me. For in this dance I thought I could see the point where the universal un