Emotional Fevers and Mirror Summoning

Polyscias fruticosa

This plant is good for everything. Everyone should have one. Everyone should have several. Use it in salves, poultices, inhalants, tinctures, salads, as appetizers… Really, everything.

But I Suppose I ought to be more specific.

In Thailand, when eaten, the Ming aralia is called Garuda claws after the Hindu deity. Garuda is a powerful battle-birdman-demigod ridden by Vishnu. Vishnu is the God of Good in Hinduism, descending to Earth to restore balance and cosmic order whenever needed. He often rides on Garuda when he does.

Ming aralia is a Witch's Garuda, carrying them into battle with a wealth of weapons. Granted, we are not any kind of righteous deities, but we do attempt to illuminate the road to nowhere and rid the human garden of its pretenders. But anyway, there are witches who excel at curing physical maladies, but that is not my specialty. I'm the metaphysical and psychological type. As such, I've had to adapt Polyscias fruticosa, a real healer’s plant, to suit my needs:

That said, I do still keep a salve around of dried leaves, salt, and bees’ wax. Use a mortar and pestle to grind the dried leaves and salt together, then mix into bees’ wax. Good for all wounds, sores, and rashes… dull but useful information.

Ming aralia is a well known physical febrifuge, but it works well as mental fever reducer as well. For some of us, ideals are akin to Earth's churning magma chambers. They bubble and seethe inside us, but unlike Earth’s magma chambers the chamber inside a human is fed. It's fed with confirmation bias and with conflicts, both internal and external, filling a finite space, growing hotter and hotter. Eventually this magma chamber of beliefs will bubble over, erupting from the flesh in painful, steam-filled boils, cooking the eyeballs and eventually the internal organs.