d, but this did not take place without a long discussion. "We can no longer understand God unless he first touches our souls, and our dance will be nothing but a mockery, and the PHANTOM," they screamed, "the PHANTOM which pursues CIGURI will be born here once again." The Priest took a long time making up
his mind, but finally he
nsumed. Whereupon they began to dance. Seeing their faces after they had taken this powdered Peyote, I realized that they were going to show me something which I had never experienced before. And I ga