You walk into your home to find a couple you don’t know sitting in your living room, eating a slice of cake. Tell us what happens next…
I listened to and knew the song that was playing in the room. There before me were two men, one of the men reminded me of Timothy Leary. Between them on a small wooden table was a cake. It was a large white cake with colorful candies on top that slowly changed into a round bowl filled with many-colored candies, no wait… pills… red, blue, yellow, and black.
I had walked into a psychedelics party. Then one of the men said,
“Hello there Holly, I see you are coming back to us, honey!”
“Yes” said Timothy. “It seems you were lost somewhere other than here in this room.”
The two men still seemed strange to me. I told them I did not want any more of the pill candy. They looked at each other.
“You have had enough sister!”
“We opened up some crazy stuff from yon unconscious and wrote it all down for you in this funny looking red book you brought us, sweetie!”
“You did, why?”
“Ah look at that? Maybe a cup of tea will bring you back to us!!”
The little red book was half the size of a paperback book that you see at most libraries. I put it to my nose, and it smelled like earth, rain and I could not put a name to the other smell. I opened the book, and it was filled with images, words, and poems. One of the images was of a floating woman. Her hands were raised up and she was doing cartwheels through space. I then became that woman. I was flying over the eye of a tornado and said to myself,
“It is so peaceful up here. I know it is not the same down there.”
Someone grabbed my hand. I was sipping on some warm tea. I grasped the teacup in my hands. I drank it all down. The sugar on the bottom was delicious, good.
The two men smiled at me, while one said,
“Holly, it is all ok. Everything is just fine!!”
“Hello there… it is good seeing you two again!”
If you don’t know the song,~ Moody Blues
If you can’t put the words to the tune,
Tell the rhyme from the reason,
What should it matter
To the fool or the dreamer?