There is no road there is no lodge stars above pine straw below
Saturday, March 9, 2013
COSMIC EGG
I can feel the
Cosmic Egg
begin to crack
fractures ripple, tingle all along its surface
The Crown gives way to the Eternal
Voyages begun
however...
do in time return to
Terra Firma
The Nourishing Ground of our Mothership
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