" picture your vision, picture the heavens bringing down
esoteric visions of knowledge to you"
an occasional dream
in our madness
between the shades of summer
bathed in golden hues
of the ancient English Village
with magic in the sky
the Pagan women dance around in circles
on the solstice of a starry summer night
the children of love gathered around the stone henges
resting their hands on gods land
it was heaven.
they could hear with their eyes
they could see all the beautiful sounds
with their minds
spinning in circles going round
moving in gentle rhythms
their feet planted in the meadows
Life is only as real as you are
Beauty is as beautiful as you can see
Love is always real.
back to the velvet underground
back to the gypsy that you were
TO THE DEVOTION TO THE MISSION
be the cult you want to see in the world.
we are the wizards, the sorcerers.
& symbols are ways of coding information into the subconscious mind.
be wise of these patterns,
as the universe is always communicating through them.