We stand at the doorway
To the higher worlds
But they won’t open
'til we open ourselves
And destroy all these clumsy words
To feel the energy they hide
And I want to be an Om Orgoniser
Om Orgoniser
Om Orgoniser
this ramshackle group of rag-tag prog warriors needs to get together and put your money where your cous cous is and get steve to tour with his guitar, just a thought x
Unidentified . Gravitational adjustments. Beautiful colours and light from above transforming the Air which then becomes visible, walking the Astral track and talking with telepathy to humans, celestial beings and Angels. Engulfed in Orbs i am embraced by a trillion transcendental flowers and have visited the beautiful planet again.