 Excerpt from my memoir: HEART MEDICINE: A True Love Story - One Couple's Quest for the Sacred Iboga Medicine & the Cure for Addiction "...his masterful art flowed from a very deep source. Chor wanted to uplift people with his colors. He called himself a 'color therapist,' though I liked to call him a 'color shaman.' His magical implement was spray-paint. He painted portals to realms of archetypal wisdom. He brought unthinkable beauty into existence. Third-eye symbols silently spoke to the gasping anonymous heart. Faces of the first cosmic lovers looked out from multidimensional sea storms. Regal queens and urban love-goddesses emerged from morphing kaleidoscopes, telepathically transmitting the answers to all our human questions. Moving symphonies of every imaginable hue spoke timeless truths. He turned barren city walls, canvases, cars, and any surface that he could legally transform into an eyeful of ecstasy that hinted at a future utopia..." Comments are closed.
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