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Listening to the deep vibrant voices of the native singers and the drums and feet beating reverberating through the Earth and me, I am moved to join in.
We are barefooted and nearly naked, my white skin stands out in contrast to the brown and black skins--- such a lovely tapestry.
Skins are only a covering as are the bones, veins, arteries, organs, blood and all that. What joins us as one is invisible.
Suddenly I forget who I am, my name, my country of birth, my education and I transported to a sense of being one with everything. My body does not seem to exist and feel one with the whole.
Later I lay on back on the rough ground, yet somehow it is soft and welcoming.
My companions are all asleep, we just flopped where we were deliriously exhausted.
I go into the bush for a pee and return to a blissful sleep, and all is very, very well indeed.
SHACK
an experience at New Moon time somewhere in an ancient jungle clearing.(shack)
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