Can be either. The fathers that led the cerimonies generally chewed them. Gave them great visions to pass on to their people. I sometimes sense that you are experiencing similar visions when you post.

 

There have been over a half dozen books written about Peyote:

'Effects Of The Peyote Seed'
'Lophophora williamsii Research In A Controlled Environment'
'Why You Looking at Me'
'Oh Man, My Arm Is Growing'
'I know What You're Thinking'
'I Saw Cochise'
'Dances With Elvis' (they made a movie on that one)

 

This discussion reminds me of the song "Wildwood Weed" by Jim Stafford many, many years ago

The name of this song is 'The Wildwood Flower'
Now 'The Wildwood Flower' is an old country classic
It gained a whole new popularity
The song isn't any more popular
But the flower is doin' real good

The wildwood flower grew wild on the farm
And we never knowed what it was called
Some said it was a flower and some said it was weed
I didn't gave it much thought...
One day I was out there talking to my brother
Reached down for a weed to chew on
Things got fuzzy and things got blurry
And then everything was gone
I Didn't know what happened
But I knew it beat the hell out of sniffin' burlap

I come to and my brother was there
And he said, 'What's wrong with your eyes?'
I said, 'I don't know, I was chewing on a weed'
He said, 'Let me give it a try'
We spent the rest of that day and most of that night
Trying to find my brother, Bill
Caught up with him 'bout six o'clock the next mornin'
Naked, swinging on the windmill
He said he flew up there
I had to fly up and get him down
He was about half crazy

The very next day we picked a bunch of them weeds
And put 'em in the sun to dry
Then we mashed 'em up and we cleaned 'em all
And put 'em in the corncob pipe
Smokin' them wildwood flowers got to be a habit
We didn't see no harm
We thought it was kind of handy
Take a trip and never leave the farm

A big ol' puff on the wildwood weed
Next thing you know
We's just wandering behind the little animals
All good things gotta come to an end
And it's the same with the wildwood weed

One day this feller from Washington come by
And he spied us and he turned white as a sheet
And he dug and he burned
And he burned and he dug
And he killed all our cute little weeds
Then he drove away
We just smiled and waved
Sittin' there on that sack of seeds

Y'all come back now, ya hear

 

alrighty now.... Back to the topic. I just got back from returning my poison cans of chili... Bought some Skyline Chili sauce fer those dogs tonight Beware tomorrow......

 

Updated list on chili products. Also, brand of pet food now included:

http://www.emergencyemail.org/newsem....asp?a=221&z=1