There was water… There was water…
Hail ethereal consciousness of mine!
There was water, its true, I swear to me
There was water but now there’s mellow wine!
He held it sacred, his deity was numeric
Loathe the carnal consciousness of his
He held it sacred and built upon it
The fishes were dead, the whales were sick!
Naked into the surreal pool I stepped… It’s true I never learnt to swim. A pleasure there is ,dark and ravishing, in surrendering the self to the intoxication of sensual celebration…
Follow no vagrant spirit… follow the instinct of truth and orgasm into this paradise of the sinful virtuous beings. Beyond the ‘up’ and ‘down’ of forged ignorant truths lies the micro-infinity of super-consciousness…