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Then I went to a series of ayahuasca and peyote ceremonies, and I can eat anything.
I remember the moment I rewired by damn throat muscles because I had a mouth full of peyote and it would be impolite and weak to spit it back out. My throat refused to swallow, and I went low-level for the first time since being a little kid and rewrote my swallowing firmware just to make it go down the hatch.
I’m autistic, was a really picky eater.
Then I went to a series of ayahuasca and peyote ceremonies, and I can eat anything.
I remember the moment I rewired by damn throat muscles because I had a mouth full of peyote and it would be impolite and weak to spit it back out. My throat refused to swallow, and I went low-level for the first time since being a little kid and rewrote my swallowing firmware just to make it go down the hatch.