I’ll take the mystical experience please,
Fully loaded with shamanic drumming,
Woodo mama rituals,
Boundless visualizations,
Ecstatic transcendence
And perpetuos death.
Be generous with the tears, I love them,
And don’t be shy with the dancing,
The sweating,
The shaking
and the non-sense of tongues.
Give me all the shades of light
And the deepest darkness you’ve got.
I’ll also take some whirling,
Chanting,
And the infinite flow of Cosmic breath.
On the side I’ll have chocolate, wine, and a lover.
I want the whole thing,
The totality of its essence.
Along with the fears,
The joy,
And the sweet melancholy of love.
I won't be staying
so I’ll take that to go.
Thank you.
