I have never discussed the time I went there nor have I written anything about it. I think mainly this is because the whole experience is surrounded by the impression of a dream. I remember everything I did, saw and felt but I am not consciously convinced that the experience actually took place. Of course I have photos, books, an amazing mask I bought which is now above the fireplace but still its reality eludes me.
This trip is for me the only proof I have that time travel is a fact and that drugs are not necessary for a trance-like experience. She can do all that for you if you are open enough to listen to her commands. After all Venice is a sultry mistress, among other, more honourable things.
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