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Aug. 9th, 2014 04:59 am (UTC)
OMG -- that is intense!

I was on an expedition to Africa, Botswana, in the early 70's as a young teenager. It was a scholarship I won. Any way, we were out in Botswana in the Okavango River Delta and there were only 15 miles of paved road in the country then. There were Black Mambas there, but it was the dry season, so they were not around much. Still, what we heard about them was that if you get bit by one, the saying was you 'put your head between your legs and kissed your ass goodbye!"

The crocodiles were more dangerous. There were six people who had been killed in the river that year. People did their wash in the river and bathed there. We did too. We were lucky!
Aug. 9th, 2014 05:48 am (UTC)
That's quite an sdventure! You should write an article about it and sell it to some magazine like National Geographic</i. I'x love to read it. I had a close encounter with a very large rattler sunning herself on a boulder in the susset light and warmth. It was in the hills above Santa Barbara -- part of the Coastal Ranges -- in 1983. I had recently taken a student in Deremonial Magick, and he and I were up there invoking the planetary spirit of Uranus. When we came back down, there she was, sitting on that boulder in the middle of a small valley we had to cross to get to my student's car. She was so beautiful, a deep jet-black, with a scarlet halo from the Sun. We walked well away from her, and she just sat there on her rock, taking in the last light and warmth from the Sun. I thought of Kali, of Lady Liberty, of motyhersvpritecting their babies. Ir was as if I had looked for a a moment into Heavem.
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