By SunBôw
Three years ago while on Mount Shasta with my friend Levi, we hiked above the treeline where I drew on a rock a picture of a Sasquatch with a soft yellow volcanic rock. I tried to take a photo of it, but my old camera died right there, so Levi took one. The Sasquatch had manifested through smell the night before when we were in Arizona. That night we did a ceremony and Levi expressed the desire to meet Sasquatch. The next morning Sasquatch came to visit us in camp. We both heard him walk and saw him standing near in a fluid and subtle but clear form…
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