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Tumbleweed Mandala
I saw a sacred wheel spin without end. Sacred geometry flying. A Tumbleweed blowing in the wind.
A piece of my past, and my peace of mind, weaving an intricate design.
An imaginal cell, looking for a place to land. Mapping the future, as far as I can tell.
A dream mandala with something to say. A strong wind blowing, on a calm clear day
A dream inspired poem by Valley Reed © 5-14-20
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In Comes the Flood
This song just perfectly sums up all my ranting about the modern day. The way the enviroment and human lifes are thrown aside for profit. This and Imaginal Cell. How did machine head do it? How the fuck did they read my mind! How are they so amazing!?
