Calea tea is the most revolting substance known to humankind.

I do not say this lightly. I got an upper GI series once, and had to drink an extra half-cup of the radioactive smoothie because I vomited a bunch of it back up. Whatever shamanic tradition it is that uses calea ritually must have developed within a culture which made a practice of eating its pizza before it was cool. It smells like catnip, and tastes like that expansive and indescribable sense of horror which HP Lovecraft spent his literary career attempting to convey.

Anyway, I guess I'll try burning it like powder incense. Probably going to be nauseous for the rest of my life, though.

(Context: Calea tea is something people drink or smoke to give themselves more vivid dreams. My dreams have been either nonexistent or simply not up to my personal oneiric standards for the past year or so, and I'd like to do something about that.)