Aubrey Marcus

I remember one time, I've told this story before, so I won't belabor it, but I got some kind of intestinal issue that is not particularly uncommon when you're spending a long time in the jungle.

I was down there for two weeks, about 10 days in, something went wrong, and I'm just really struggling, and I'm on my fourth round of ayahuasca with

Don Howard and Don Robert.

And I'm just fucking exhausted.

I've been tracking this dark spirit that lives within me and beyond me.

And I didn't have a name for it yet.

Now I call it my anti-you.

I didn't understand it yet.

And I'm fighting.

I'm battling.

I'm struggling.

I'm fighting it.

I'm sick.

And I'm like, no fucking way am I drinking ayahuasca today.

And Don Howard looks at me before I could even tell him that I wasn't going to drink.

And he looks me right in the eye and he says, the warrior's heart beats his one little brother.

i'm like fuck now how am i gonna back out of this now it's like fine fill her up like let's go you know what did he say to you what were uh you know what was one of the words that he said to you for me is when we were drinking um wachuma and um i drank the cup and um

Yeah.

Did you ever have a grandfather in your life?

Like someone who was like an elder or, cause I didn't even have, I never had a grandfather at all, period.