Form the Wagons Into a Circle
There are
patterns.
There is
method
to madness.
There are
secret chambers
in the
heart where
everything
is done
with an
abacus.
There are
three dimensions
of physical
reality that
keep us
from seeing
beyond.
All dimensions
beyond are
degrees
of awareness.
Sensing that
someone is
hiding behind
the door
with a
butcher knife
is not
awareness,
it’s a
function of
physicality.
What we
call awareness
is physicality
at war
with itself.
We’re lumps
of physicality
being jerked
around by
space &
time.
That’s
why we
invented
God,
gave him
a virgin
mother &
a working
stiff father.
But just
you wait
& see.
On judgement
day all
this dimension
business
will come
to a
screeching halt.
On judgement
day we’ll
rise up
fully intact
& stay
that way
forever in
heaven where
space &
time don’t
exist.
Old age
& decrepitude
& death
won’t exist.
Don’t believe
everything you
read in
the papers.
Don’t believe
your own
eyes.
All this
fourth
dimension
stuff was
cooked up
by scientists.
& now
they’re
trying to
tell us
there
are more
dimensions
still,
maybe ten
of them
maybe a
hundred.
Enough
is enough.
Form the
wagons
into a
circle.
