SWIM disagrees... passionately
There's reasoning among vine strains (Red, white, yellow, etc.) causing it to have a real tropical flavoring. Most recognized with the red strain, flavor additives & other things SWIM has found to be great additives to the brew. Brewing is an art and shouldn't be thrown out as a simple consumers distaste in the product. If you do decide to continue your psychedelic venues with the vine you will be undoubtedly impressed.
I don't wish to revel in my own experiences, but it seems to me like you're questioning the power of the vine. So I'll just give you a story which SWIM told me about as he experienced which happened about a week ago so bear with SWIM if it seems a bit off-ended.
There was a brew prepared 100g b. caapi(white) along with 35g of dried d. cabrerana for two people. SWIM poured down a single dose within five-ten minutes along with SWIM's friend. It was not so vile tasting to the participants, in fact, the plant material was acidified with citric acid two days prior. Along with the water bathe, he added an orange supplement containing all natural substances, along with an egg white which was boiled down 3x3 hours. This was a mighty brew, however SWIM decided to take another dose. Reassurance purposes, his friend did so as well.
He proceeded in his favorite position.. Ahhh what a comfy chair. The effects slowly kicked in as the plants in the room seemed to be.. chattering. SWIM's friend too was feeling the onset as this was his first time with psychedelics for that matter. He was rather calm to think about it, not a bother at all. SWIM wasn't really all too concerned about his friend as the room began to breath. The malevolence of nature surrounded the room in total ambiance. This is the armor, if you will, which the vine provides. Pure bliss.
SWIM closed his eyes to succumb of the onset force and there she was as she appears in most of SWIM's dreams. This magnificent body of natures sex appeal right before his fucking mind. Bright greens of leaves embodyied throughout, as we settled our state of minds reassured that he'd be in this for quite some time. SWIM knew what to ask of her, and she had morphed the chrysanthemum shifting in and out in self-replicating patterns.
The magic appeared clustering mountain giants to a serene landscape that had come before him. The very beings which appeared seemed to be socially capable of intelligence but SWIM was none concerned with them. They were happy doing whatever they were doing, running around and smoking in this plane of nature. This concern brought him attention to life as it's known for enjoyment. As this had come to his mind, an overwhelming sense of gratitude and belief that what was shown to him could never be taken away. The bad trips which he had come to in these spiritual realms and as the real world came to nothingness when compared to this feeling. The nausea had settled and the spirit uplifting was truly incredible. SWIM may have looked asleep for about five hours but he had opened his eyes, ambience still procuring the room as he looked over at his friend. Plastered as a drunk. B-e-a-utiful. He had vomitted all over my floor. I laughed for a moment but cleaned it up for him. SWIM asked him how long ago he had to purge, but he couldn't recollect so SWIM let him off. So whatever he was going through seemed to put him at ease. SWIM was happy to hear great results from his brewing methods from others.
Disgust is such a scorning term as ayahuasca goes when you compare this to the uplift... Wouldn't you agree that there's more important things to concern yourself with when it comes to the brew?
