The synchronisity of the events that transpired are still awakening any godless thoughts I've had in the past, I feel like god didn't just touch me on my shoulder he kicked me in my metaphysical ass, I honestly would like some more experienced members to chime in and offer some solace to this overwhelming chain of events.
When I woke up at 5:00 am I honestly don't know why I puffed then went back to sleep, I was very tranced out in some kind of REM alpha wave form, the green godess was so beautiful and shifting geometrically to the pulse of some kind of higher spirit.
After I ate some bannana nut cheerios I went to visit some friends for coffee and pinochle. I wasn't ready to share anything yet because all the events were still climbing to that bright apex of mystic beauty. We were talking about books and I had recently been giving "Siddhartha" and "Narcisus and Goldmund" by Herman Hesse another read through. I love the themes of these books discover and grow to the pulse and pace of your own gritty life experiences or stay in a monastary and learn vicariously. How appropiate, then my friend gives me a book called "The Sleeping Prophet" about this guy Edgar Cayce who was apperently a seer or sage/mystic of some kind and the concept of auras and what colors mean, astral projection to diagnose sickness in patients thousands of miles away, and all these neat metaphysical concepts are talkedd about in depth among the yellowed pages of this book.
I finally went back home and settled down with a couple klonopin and let the whole night and morning sink in. I don't know if there is a god who created us or if we invented god, as a need to try to exert control over the entropy of life, but the latter seems unlikely when coincidences pile up inside you like they did for me.
I just got back from a fireworks thing and I still feel so clear. DMT is awesome It has revealed so much in such a short time and I still have so much time to dance with it and not just listen to its knowledge but apply its rationalaity and grow until I die. The new branches are green but they are getting tuffened by the elements.
The shepherd and the spear
When you Stand alone in the Circular Clearing, amid the Evergreens,
Know that you are in a Church, & that the Doors are in your Heart,
Watch the Deer Run and Play, The Birds Glide and Soar,
& let the Waves of Water, Wind and Thought, pour Over you,
Ride the Ripples , & become a Still Mirror of Living Water
That Reflects the Universe and Sings its Praises
Always Be Good & your Heart will Never Falter,
Look within for the Eternal Star that Burns in your Heart,
& Reach outward for the Stars in the Heavens and Listen
To the Still Night with all of its Natural Brilliance
& When you see through our Ancient, Old Mothers’ Eyes,
Full of Wisdom, Light & Love that never Dies,
Indescribable Channels will Flow through your Spirit & Flesh
Carrying you to Unimaginable Heights of Unending Love
& As you’re Born Anew In every Moment to the Dawn’s
Blinding Light and Glory of the Day Star Breathe Deep &
Surrender To Natures’ Flow
Protect Her as you would, your Child’s Heart and Soul,
Harbor & Shelter The Innocence & Prudence from all that would seek
To harm It with lies, deceit, and darkness,
For, The Kingdom of God lies within Her Bountiful Bloom,
In the trees & Plants that reach for the Light from Above,
The Breathing Rock Inscribed with a Fathomless Ohm
The Heavenly Manna that Grows in the Dew of Dawn,
The Snakes that bathe in the Sweet Rising Sun
The Wine, the Blood, that fills your broken Cup,
On the Altar in your Heart let the Sacraments burn ,
Let the Ashes Rise in the Fire & Flowers,
The True Holy Silence full of Tears & Laughter,
In All that is & All that ever will Be,
Let Gratefulness Always Guide your Spirit,
To Respectful, Purposeful, & Humbled Righteousness, of Good Intent
& your Heart and Spirit will be Cleansed & Born Anew,
Born into Deeper Levels of Understanding and Compassion
Know that any harm you do unto Her is the same as harming
The True & Pure, Sanctified Depths of The Authentic Holy Spirit,
So let your Heart & Mind be Open, & the Natural
Mystic will be Heard, in your steps Upon The Autumn Leaves
As they Crumble in Rising Symphonies of Love & Beauty,
Whose Waves flow Endlessly into the Starry time machine
Of Nights’ Glowing Aura of Still Centered Balance,
Stand Still in the Moon Light & Listen, Breath Deep, & Discuss
The Origins of Fire with the Divine Evening’s Empress
Remain aware of Her Eternal Presents, Her Eternal Presence,
Take Nothing for Granted and Nothing will ever be the same,
As your Bloody, Fire-Sharpened Spear becomes a Guiding Staff,
The Hunter in you, in Time, Will become a Gentle Shepherd,
As the once Hunted Herds, become your Grateful Flocks,
& your old Prey transform into Willing & Harmless Lambs
Led by you, to The Great Spirit, with Pure Self Surrender,
Be Kind & Lead Them to Green Pastures,
Where The Spirit Blooms & Rests in the Summer Sun
For they will Lead you to The Great Spirit as well,
Always Remain Humble, Grateful, and Full of Love,
For Love is Nature’s Bonding Agent & it is with Love,
That everything that is, Grows and Becomes Strong,
In Spirit, Mind & Heart, The Temple That is your Body
Should Always feel like Home, & if it does not,
You Need to Look Within & Change everything that is Wrong,
Always Consecrate and Bless your Food as you would your Manna,
& Turn The Sustenance that your Flocks and Gardens Give so Willingly
Into A Holy Sacrament, a Eucharist, to make everyday Holy,
For Everyday is Holy & all the Different Forms of Life Are Holy,
& as Sacred as the Infinite Mind & Heart of the Creator,
& Its Evolution, That brought All Life into a State of Being,
From a Single atom, to a Living Cell, to Tissue,
Organs, Skin, Bones, Veins & Rivers of Blood,
Inside All the Living Creations, that walk on This Fragile yet Enduring,
Blue Ocean World of Elemental Spirits & Beauty,
The Sun Rises Everyday, Providing us with The Light of this World,
So make every morning Sunday Morning,
As your Hands Tend to the Daily toils of Life,
Let Love and Compassion be the Guiding Force,
Behind all your Intentions, Actions, & Purpose,
For it was with Love & Compassion that you were Created,
& When Death Comes to your Door, Welcome It,
Surrender to the Blinding Light & Symphonic Sounds,
Ride Your Brain’s endogenous Burst
Into the Celestial Realm of Sacred Technology,
& Join your Ancient Ancestors of Lives Passed,
Like the Lambs that Surrendered to you & Provided You with your Daily Sustenance,
Be Good and Willing, So the Creator can Cradle your Soul
& Feel The Heart & Consciousness of One who has Come To Understand
The Greater Unseen Plan, & The Bigger Circles that
Envelop all that is & Ever Will Be,
Go Placidly into the Soft Divine Light & Let Go
Of all the Physical Matter that has Ensnared you Your Entire Life,
For when you pass, you Can Not Take
Any of it with you, become a Eucharist of
Entheogenic Love that melts back into the
Ocean Of Breathing Light, That is God’s Eye Of Bliss,
& Your Journey will end where it began,
In the Loving Light of Infinite Glory, Grace & Beauty….
I love all of you!