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At The Altar Of My Reality / Slightly Altered
Fifty Hits Of Four Way Clearlight
Fifty Button Peyote Tea
More Than An Ounce Of Psilocybin
Have All Been Teachers Of What I Call Me
I Kissed The Earth Then I Touched The Sky
I Got Many Answers When I Thus Asked Why
I Saw The Patterns All Underlying
Faced Myself And Then Started Crying
I Was One With The Great Unity
And Then I Climbed The Shaman's Tree ,
And Now The Drum And Incantation
Dance And Moving Meditation
Serve My Pathway Through The Doors
Where I Have Never Tread Before
The Wisdom Quest Of The Manifest
And No Matter What I Know There Is Always More
Fifty Button Peyote Tea
More Than An Ounce Of Psilocybin
Have All Been Teachers Of What I Call Me
I Kissed The Earth Then I Touched The Sky
I Got Many Answers When I Thus Asked Why
I Saw The Patterns All Underlying
Faced Myself And Then Started Crying
I Was One With The Great Unity
And Then I Climbed The Shaman's Tree ,
And Now The Drum And Incantation
Dance And Moving Meditation
Serve My Pathway Through The Doors
Where I Have Never Tread Before
The Wisdom Quest Of The Manifest
And No Matter What I Know There Is Always More
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