This stream of consciousness was recorded during a psychedelic journey while accidentally listening to this album. I am reminded of this particular experience quite often. Like today, full moon in Taurus, preparing for 4 days of festival with mind-bending music from all over the world… How will you allow yourself to be converted? Changed? Can you allow for the rigid structures of the mind – your opinions, preferences and tastes – to dissolve, to make room for everything and everyone else you might still become?
Covert me
From every angle
i am humbled in your brilliance
i can do nothing but bow in service to your Love
At you feet
i am rendered immobile
My shape dissolving like wet clay in your hands
i surrender
There is nothing else left
i surrender
i am converted
From every possible angle
And all directions at once
Inside and out of every cell
Thank you
God is Jazz and Jazz is God
And God is most definitely a woman with roots deep in the soil of a decolonial global South
((Freedom is found through the feminine!))
i am converted
In every possible direction
Inside and out
If this is possible
Everything is possible
If this is possible;
This beauty
This brilliance
Than everything is possible
Goddess is Jazz and Jazz is Goddess and Goddazz is Jazzess and Jazzess is Goddazz
Thank You
Every cell is turned inside out
i am only here to be of service to one Truth
And that is a supreme Love
Nothing else
Just this one Truth
Everything else vanishes
Is encapsulated
Consumed by this one Truth
And everything is born from this one Truth
Even the fact that I'm really hungry for spaghetti right now
All encapsulated by this one Truth
All Love
Let the boundaries of your ego dissolve in every possible direction
Let the boundaries of your identity dissolve
The answer is psychedelic
Always has been
Always will be
There is no incrimination in saying this
All incrimination is false, untrue
To incriminate this is the crime
The primordial sin
Sin meaning: missing the mark
Let all delusion dissolve
None of it matters
The answer is always psychedelic
There's medicine for that
There's music for it
And it is free
There is no freedom beyond psychedelic freedom
Because psychedelic freedom is spiritual freedom
There is no doubt
No reason to reject this
Freedom is yours
Always
It is from where you were born and to which you will return
Love is the eternal womb
The wellspring of consciousness, expanding
Metaphysical Mulch 