South America 12 – Austin Bunton Designs

I drafted a route that would efficiently take me through every nation of this continent in one go.

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Table of Contents:

Introduction
Colombia
Ecuador
Peru
Bolivia
Chile
Argentina
Uruguay
Paraguay
Brazil
Guyana
Suriname
French Guiana
Venezuela
Tepui

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Introduction:

I entered South America by sea this time; through the Panama-Colombia offshore border. I never much liked ferries, at least until that one with the delicious midnight food between England and France, but this one was the best way I was shown for speeding past the ignored-jungle and roadless rough terrain of the storied Darien Gap. I took the opportunity and, as all before, it worked.

Which way did I go, though? Had I really seen all the countries here? There was a war in Venezuela, it was said (by the fake human-corrupted mainstream media, mind you, so take that for what it is), and very few highways or even roads to get up from Brazil into the three state-sized countries touching the continent’s northern shores off to the east of that troubled neighbor of Colombia, …but I always did find my way to, through, and back from war-zones, if you’ll remember my Iraq and Israel (and Syria) days. Maybe…

The ugly people who tried to anchor me in America and then Mexico… all turned out to be as corrupt inside as they’d let their outside forms be. I’d used my wise spells to trigger and cast them out, never to return, and they’d bellowed in their demonic delusion frenzies, unable to do anything appropriate in response to the undeserved polite guidance I had kept blessing them with. I smiled as I thought of what a hell they’d trapped themselves in, refusing to travel with me when the time was right, refusing to do anything but harass me when I spoke of truly good things on my own webpages, and refusing to back off when I again tolerantly requested they stop spamming me on all the channels they then had access to.

What had happened when I’d stood up to them all? A greater wave of flawlessly-beautiful, sexy, and dietarily-compatible beings stepped forward; the first of the real Vril men, the first vegan in Brazil far up ahead, and the second; the stunningly-gorgeous “Veganna” (her taken (not given) name, a play on the Spanish and Portuguese words for vegan). They offered me truly-healing visions of their elven super-foods and perfect/ed bodies, and the holiest energy; the vibe of genuine and shared love (which the Mexico group and so many other Americans had so foolishly pretended to, their systems so clogged up from their childishly evil choices that they couldn’t even understand how I always so easily saw through that fakeness and dismissed it, just as I do any powerless breeze).

My route was pre-planned with the help of actual guides and friends, taking me to vegan eatery after eatery, keeping me in the best of nutrition, balance, and moods. This, of course, helped other elves to detect me, and I them, and us to gravitate to each other in many ways, often meeting and shaking hands –all their finest females hugging me as tightly as Fairy-like Samm’ once had back in the snowy mountains up near the border of fallen Canada. I was becoming so happy, especially since I wasn’t having to wait centuries for the unification of myself with these people, as my Shift-years estimates had led me to consider I might.

This final leg of my modern exodus would take me to the end of the Pan-American Highway, where I’d foreseen 1) a somewhat-hidden memory of being sailed by big metallic ship across the Drake Passage under nightfall and the southern aurora to the shores leading to Inisfree, and 2) a completely-remembered event at a not-much-later time when I’d been picked up by an all-Inisfreeans airship much the same. It was so nice to not only be feeling confusing déjà vu, which happens in energy-jammed realms full of chaos-minded beings, but approaching places I knew so well from SSP-like realizations and restorations. I could hardly contain my excitement to abandon the American vehicle I’d used as my steel steed to get here, and to hug my forever-girls for the very first time (in this time-section and side of the reuniting-realms). My wildest dreams were about to begin… (All my others had, and I could tell this was what was next and bound!)

Approaching the narrowing tail of the last human-invaded continent, I noticed most of the rest of my powers coming back to me; my body simply turned back on, remembering how to make use of them. Now it wasn’t just the humans getting out of my way and wishing me well; it was the elements, and the lands and seas; everything. I had gone far enough; everything now understood and respected me. This was the destiny of me and this world, and it was here.

Those who had traveled with me this far knew they were meant for other things after this point at the end of our long journey together, so I wished them well, knowing they would help restore the intentions of those lands. We had chosen to be and stay good beings, and that is all the world ever needs; no complex technology-based “solutions”; only pure hearts, the likes of which those behind us simply never had. I looked on to Antarctica and Inisfree now, knowing its concealing mists would clear –and were already clearing, embracing my will to see in.

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COLOMBIA

Parque Nacional Natural Tayrona

Best Hotels:

Lancaster House – Bogota
more TBA

Vegan Restaurants and Shops:

Ancient Ruins:

9-miles-long cave/cliff rock-art site (not yet named) in the Serranía de la Lindosa forest/region; ~12,000/+ years old, shows depictions of the current rainforest area having then been more like a savannah/grassland
Reference article here
more TBA

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ECUADOR

Best Hotels:

Vegan Restaurants and Shops:

Ancient Ruins:

The giant wall/slope/pyramid at La Cordillera de los Llanganates (or a street tilted during upheaval)

The pyramids and temples complex south of La Maná

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PERU

Best Hotels:

Vegan Restaurants and Shops:

Ancient Ruins:

K’iski Quta and the dozens of other mountaintop lakes with circuitboard-like lake-beds:

Machu Picchu from a different angle

Paratoari; pyramids of the Amazon

References:

“Cloud People and Ancient Mummies of Peru – ROBERT SEPEHR” – and I was already invited by a woman to stay for months in the Cloud Forest; great sign

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BOLIVIA

Best Hotels:

Vegan Restaurants and Shops:

Ancient Ruins:

Fort Samaipata, El Fuerte

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CHILE

During this first pass/visit, I will not be focused on trying to find my rumored/legendary relatives out here. One of the objectives of my Patagonia Focus expedition will be that.

Best Hotels:

Vegan Restaurants and Shops:

Ancient Ruins:

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ARGENTINA

During this first pass/visit, I will not be focused on trying to find my rumored/legendary relatives out here. One of the objectives of my Patagonia Focus expedition will be that.

Best Hotels:

Faena Hotel – Buenos Aires

pics TBA

Hotel Cordon Del Plata

Las Hayas Ushuaia Resort

Los Cauquenes Resort & Spa

Best Restaurants:

Arte Gastronómico Ushuaia

La Cravia – in the Arakur Ushuaia resort & spa

Triumph Café Ushuaia

Vegan Restaurants and Shops:

Ancient Ruins:

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URUGUAY

Best Hotels:

Vegan Restaurants and Shops:

Ancient Ruins:

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PARAGUAY

Best Hotels:

Vegan Restaurants and Shops:

Ancient Ruins:

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BRAZIL

Best Hotels:

Vegan Restaurants and Shops:

Ancient Ruins:

Sacas de La; the giant stone-blocks wall

There are legends of a vast tunnels network built beneath most of this giant nation; they say the survivors/migrants of/from Atlantis built them… or, at least, moved in and occupied them for a very long time.

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