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A simple recipe for happiness

To about a vine foot of B. caapi add 
among many choices Psychotria v.
and let birdman wings of Shaur association 
spread to soar over Tambopata's ocean of canopy green
the journey beginning in the medicinal plant garden 
the cane house of Ese eja shaman song falsetto
ayahuasca exhalations eye watering breezes of high altitude.
 
Some spoke to spirit plant or gnomes or            
many eyes like pixels on a screen saying in stares           
run and be free, cry those tears of joy
and watch them fall puddle at your feet
passersby becoming jealous that 
they have yet to understand the reason
why you wet yourself.
 
Why?  among so many, two reasons (two examples):
1. An emergent, un Shihuahuaco
(one unfortunately favored by the ax for charcoal
at sadly too cheap of a compromise when 
the growth of avian real estate offers no rapid compensation)
the tree was alive and inside its trunk belly you were
nature nurturing as location realized
cockroaches innumerable on womb floor 
where beautiful baby lay eyes almost open 
yet to grow the lavish feathers that define its species
Ara Choloptera so says the bible, Birds of Columbia
'Green-winged' as owners of city bred macaws would say. 
 
A few chirps were given upon entering the big white bucket 
elevator to forest floor routine data birth: 
crop, tarsus, culmen, and weight, as well as parasite load.
Some had said bats line the moist dendrological endometrium
that sloughed off with a push of the rubber boots
albeit the only other wings outside seen inquired in song
about a particular biped's odd presence in the upper strata.
 
2.  Born again: seven hour downriver delivery 
12 hour bus ride (climbing on armrests, grabbing luggage racks
bumpy road 2 am just to use the bathroom and thankfully
the children sleeping on the floor never woke) 
a new home now of two small bedrooms, kitchen, 1 bath 
only lukewarm morning shower of electrified nozzles
and no frig and wash dishes in the bathroom sink
where the water is valve switch regulated by often forgetful foot
just remember to put the stopper down in the toilet.
 
Jungle vibrance was traded 
for 40 minute walks to work at 11 000 feet
immortal Incan ruins evident everywhere 
next to or below crumbling Spanish colonialism
(examples:  1.  the strong fortress of Saqsaywaman 
a great presence historically overlooking Cusco
while three crosses stand tall only steps away 
faithfully aiming to do the same; 
2.  a puma of intricate stone puzzle work crouching below 
a tall trite wall placed above by the Queen's conquest).
. . .
To wrap it up before the possible ramble of further reminiscence. 
Viva el Peru, carajo! said with wings spread.
The recipe for simply lived happiness resides in naturaleza y cultura
(oh yeah, the intro is also to serve as another exemplary ingredient).

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