DMT TRAVELING...

20 October 2017 12:00 AM

When the light came on, she was startled by the shimmering red decorations, spangles mixed with gold, an array of stars falling from the milky way this is the stream of my subconscious, let's back stroke, looking up at the moon, hello lady, and the whispers of the trees in the wind, the crickets are playing their violins gently tonight, we move onto the balcony, second floor of the opera house, ah now I get it, that's where the decorations came in, this is a musical, an aria to the sky, blue jay speak to me, cardinals with your red feathers come back, the mockingbird is my friend, I want the blue jay to stay near though, the sparrow and wrens are singing in the walls, they are the foundations of the city, the peasants who laid the bricks built the wall, the towers the princess is in the tower wearing that ridiculous hat the pinnacle hat with the veil cascading, throw it off lady and she did as was suggested the spiral tumbling down where will the point land, towards north the north star, escaping slavery knock on the door, perhaps it is a friend inside, shelter, for the cats and dogs, the foxes ran into their burrows and the rabbits are hiding underneath the sheds as are the groundhogs, gopher in his tunnel, what are the women saying the chorus in the patio, the courtyard, the wailing sisters, lets go into the temple to pray, or rejoice, depends on the attitude, lofty heights I like the red rocks in this desert, lets climb up to the top of the mountain, and hide in the cave until night fall, we can cross the desert best in the cool night, only way to live.