to the wild loveswho ridein desertsin stormslet each become all he is capable of beingsick sad same tame lame worldalways the same gameeach day a new warfoodsleepconsumedesirecraveworkeatneed morewant, desire, wish - said the egoif its not you,then who are you?what to you representand who do you live forthe world has lawyersdoctorsbut who is writing the lawsand who is determining what is healththe world needs healerspeacemakesrestoresand loversthis is old eastern wisdomwhich we still yearn forfuture races look back - some wish to save us from ourselveswhen you face new fearsor ancient phobias for the first timeyou restore the faith you have in yourselfanimalsare high on ayahuasca all the timeall sorts of animals and infinite living beingsand if you understand thatnature is always teaching youomnipresentlysometimesif you don't follow the rhythmdon't trust or resist the flow,you will face extremesyou will live the yingand then the yangyou go as dark as needed, and sprout like the lotus in the mudlike all seedsthere will be a pointwhere you will learn to seek the middlethe balancethe unionsome may singsome may writesome may mix colors and toolsyou may danceyou may plantyou may nurture life however you wishyou will channel lifethe Way of the Psyche is humanbut we are more than human,it is a human experiencewe are Spiritspirit is beyond humanthere is flightthere is peacethere is synchronicity with all the surrounds you;because it does not surround you;it is the continuance of youhard relationships are always reflections(we are tired of hearing this)but whywhat reflectionhow does his or her problem mirror my ownthe explanation iswhat you hate, despise, loatheor then envy, desire, admirein othersis either what you loathe about yourself;and wish to lose within;or contrarily, something you wish to conquerand obtain(admittedly or not)we must reconnect with our foodour water sourcesthe primal life sourceswhich became commodities, products, consumer goods;in these global industrialized food corporations that seek profit and never consumer health or well being;and what about all that goes into FUELing our world?we must question the intricacy of moneythe economy is ruling this worldand in this sick sad societywe must do it one step at a timeeach will have his own pacebut we must constantly climbeach dayif you observereally observepay close attentionthe pieces of the puzzlefall into piecesthe mysteriesunfoldanswers appearbut you must listen to hearwe must never forgetthe economy may have infiltrated human psychebut the only true ruler of all that we are,and all that we belong to,is Natureand only Naturethe sourcethe lifethe spiritthe god energythe supreme intelligencethere is no force strongeryou can close your eyesbut you can never deny outside it was pouring rain.while i stirred my tea,i thought i saw within the teacupabout a dozen tiny colorful fishesand i eagerly looked againi feel strangei think ill take a bathi put flowers all around the tubtook my favorite bookand rolled me up some grasswith everything readyi took a step into the warm waterand sort of slipped and splashed into the tubbut before i could even find my lighteri looked down and panicked as i sawinstead of legsa seacreature tailand a fin for feet?????i had heard all the storiesand sometimesat the beach,underwater,i thought