preface
This body's like an amplifier and my love is like the music
of I am; this amplifier is like electricity and I am water falling; my
lightning is like a mirror and my thunder is like this dream reflecting words.
introduction
Hiking in the Whites, I fell into a waterfall and turned
into a river. I then remembered playing World War Two with plastic soldiers
hiding in-between the ancient roots of Jesus trees.
chapter one
The next thing that I knew was tripping over Lucy in the sky
with LSD. I was later interrupted for an all-expenses-paid vacation to a
transformational experience.
finale
Ten years ago today in Canyon del Muerto before Ancient
Pueblo cliffside ruins across a running canyon desert brook like lightning
exiting a bottle,
the magic and the perfection and the glory!
afterword
As if this universal consciousness is kissing thee, my most
beloved absolute, nearby an endless hidden summer pond so many thousand dreams ago.
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