Weaving Dreams - Vol 1. - Foundation - Tripping On Love
Tripping On Love

                    
      Quick, quick
      Put down what you're doing and follow me
      Through the opening door - down a hallway
      To the other side of our reality
      Quickly
      Before the doorway disappears

      We can climb a mountain and walk on the ridge
      We can stroll through the forest or wherever you wish
      Let's go to someplace special, maybe sit by a stream
      Find a wonderful place to awake in the dream

                   Let our egos melt away
                   It's unnecessary to explain
                   The unveiling of joy
                   The revealing of pain
                   Perceiving the interconnectedness of life
                   Listening, resonating
                   Living on a higher vibratory plane...

                                Who am I?
                                What is happening?
                                Why are we here?
                                A consciousness is speaking to me
                                Through everything...

                   I'm in a strangely familiar place
                   I can hear small things far away
                   I... I... I... am expanding... to we
                   Feel empathic with bushes and trees
                   Feel the spirits which inhabit the land
                   Speak with the birds and the wind...

      Here, smoke this.  It'll mellow you out.
      Thank-you.  I still don't understand
      Except... that everything's love
      Love is why we're here
      Love is who we are
      Love is what's happening - this is so weird...

      All in all it's a beautiful dance
      And we are very fortunate
      And it does make sense
      It sounds stupid to say it again, and again, but
      Love
      No matter what your trip
      Is the essential ingredient.
                  






Love is what's happening... this is all so weird...

By Michael, Mooncloud, Tom, Patricia & Justin











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