Seer Gina prepares to talk to her crowding followers. She sits in front of a crystal mirror flooded with light. Naked, her nipples large and erect, her skin bathed and massaged a million times by trained young men who uphold and protect her. They brought her back from Ninija’s Lands to Word-Fella’s City when her training was complete to finally deal with the destruction of Earth and all His creatures and landforms.
Crawling alien — wet belly down, chafed and chapped skin, no claws or fur to protect an exposed white membrane. The hillside quietly drinks from snowmelt, roots peeping up as
Peacocks represented an esoteric or secret language which nature or the universe would respond to. In other words, a way for humans to fuse with the microcosm.
This profound gratitude to all their descendants without whom they could not be alive today, is most moving. This is supreme Dharma, identical in the human world and the world of the spirits!
(The following will be interspersed with the indigenous voice of an Australian tribal leader.) Putting aside the man-made lenses of ‘time,’ ‘space,’ ‘race’, ‘gender,’ and ‘money,’ and so on, is
Communicating with the universe!
We cannot embody opinions and knowledge. They are specks of dust, mere material floating in the sunlight, compared with our magical essence of love and light.
it is wise to refrain from talk until you have checked your flow of love
Hindu deities are fashioned out of mud exactly so that there is no danger of them or the spirits behind them becoming permanent. Tibetan Buddhists make the most exquisite mandalas
That morning I drove through a dawn sky so glorious I thought the world had come to a spectacular end. I drove as a vehicular robot while tears forced their
