The elves always seem to move so gracefully, to me.

In the past I've congratulated myself on being somewhat graceful, for a man. Good posture, agile and confortable in my own skin "why I'm downright feline, yet still masculine as all heck" an ego assures itself. In reality, I'm maybe not quite a gymnist....body armour, egoic rigidity, man I'm actually rather clumsy and awkward. Big silly work boots, bumbling around--once, we swang from tree to tree. After enjoying spice, I always come out of it feeling quite connected to my body, it really puts you back in there. My steps are deliberate, yet easy.

Once, I had a vision of a great luminous temple. As my vision wondered up this amazing and glorious structure, I began to realise that the temple was indeed a human form. Your body is a temple (it's also an amusement park but that has nothing to do with this anecdote). Temples and cathedrals are of course usually built in accordance with human proportions. The temple in this vision looked like a gigantic hindu god (dess) androgenous, bejeweled, sitting lotus, calm and utterly georgous.

But the entire vision was off-kilter by maybe 10 or 15 degrees. My temple was off-balance.


This happened over a year ago. I consider that vision a gentle reminder. A lesson which helped me to be more humble, made me anylise certain habbits of thought and behavior, lessons which I surely have not yet fully integrated, but hopefully have made some good use of. It would take me an hour to try and verbalise this particuliar lesson--that's how I know it's not truly integrated. Whan I can some it up simply, I'll at least be a lot closer.

I'd say our ancestors were more likely savannah dwellers. I'm sure even further back they were in the trees, but if you go back far enough we are all the descendents of prokaryotes.

Spice does feel like it lubes up the joints. I've come out of a breakthrough in childs poser (this happened after i was lying prone) I just blasted off and didn't ever feel myself move. good stuff

I once had one with a colossal temple made of countless entities. I guess 'my body is' a temple is pretty apt. I never realized. Everything we build is an extension of our physical self. Makes perfect sense. I think you may have helped me understand that trip a little more too, thank you.

As for the body language... man, I totally agree but I just can't explain, so powerful and yet graceful, soft and flowing yet alive with intense fierce energy. No human can do that. It takes my breath away.

I'm also reminded of something McKenna said, about how it seemed the elves were speaking to him in a visual language, and they really wanted him to learn how to do what they did. I believe he even claimed they seemed frustrated with his inability to follow their example. Like the way the elves seemed so much more graceful than I--like I should be so poised, like they were trying to teach me how to move as an sentient being ought...also the way they seem to create their world spontainiously and without hesitation--like, in my art and my life, I should be able to create so freely.


Perhaps "No human can do that". But someof us just may try.