Category Archives: Accounts of Mestre Irineu

After he received the anthem Silencioso, more or less in 1945, he definitively left a drink and forbade all those in uniform to touch alcoholic beverages, and even said more: that anyone who drank Daime and drank alcoholic beverages, he would call shameless. He announced this for all the world to hear. It was a […]

It was at the time of his engagement to his cousin Fernanda, that there was a fight between boys in a Creole drum, which caused Irineu to leave the land where he was born and travel the world towards São Luís, the capital. And he went to the party, but at that time children who […]

He only whistled, he didn’t sing. But Percília knew everything, but she didn’t teach anyone. But I can say the names of those “called”: there was one called Manacá, there was another called Pakaconchinawa. I don’t remember the others’ names. Sometimes I would sing like that, Percília would say: “Look, you’re messing with those who […]

Anonymous 1 Was Master Irineu a disciplinarian then? Yes, ma’am. Now, he didn’t have the instinct, so he created a disciple of his to discipline, Zé das Neves. I really say of my own free will, if Master Irineu came to me and said: “Be careful with your life, Mr. José. I will discipline you.” […]

Sourced from: https://www.mestreirineu.org/joao.htm He got this from far away, he came from Peru. In history, this drink derived from King Huascar, passed on to the Inca King, from him to a Peruvian caboclo called Pizango, from the caboclo to Antônio Costa, from Antônio Costa to Mestre Irineu. However, until then it was a completely crude […]

the Doctrine of Mestre Irineu that has lasted for 51 years Interview by the journal Varadouro in 1981 with José das Neves, one of the first disciples of Mestre Irineu. Varadouro Journal, Year IV, April 1981, #20. Rio Branco – AC. The Daime, or Yagé, or Vine, is a drink made from a certain species […]

Walsírio Genésio da Silva, Mestre’s eldest son Collection of the Cultural Foundation of Acre Interview with Walcírio Genésio da Silva, the Valcírio Serra, Mestre’s eldest son, held by Eduardo Bayer [1] for the Museum of Rubber of the Cultural Foundation of the State of Acre on November 15, 1991. [From the cyber magazine Arca da […]

I was a boy when I started to know Irineu, the kids from the “Papouco” neighborhood and its periphery. Irineu was a tall black man, stout, of tiny eyes and enormous feet that didn’t have shoes in the city to fit them. His staggering, sort of limping walk and his sardonic smile framed a thundering […]

I joined the Daime when I was 23 years old, through my wife, Rizelda, whom I married a year before. She drank it since the age of seven, and at the beginning I only went to accompany her. I didn’t want to drink the Daime yet. I was the bearer of a spiritual disease, which […]

The position that I had, given by Mestre’s hands, was general commander of the feminine’s wing and the hinário’s general manager. I would conduct every hinário. When the male wing wasn’t quite right I would call the guardian. Everything was with me, and until today this position of general commander is in my hands. He […]