Magic Mushroom World (Brian Jackson Retouch)

Let me relate to you a most intense experience I lived

When I died for the first time

I felt bad about not having been

To the deepest areas of awareness in me

One day a Toltec Indian, master of the holy

Came to me and looked at me

With fire and peace in his eyes

He gave me a mushroom and said

"Take my soul and rejoice in the placid water of the lake

For the infinite being is bliss"

I took the key and opened the door

And suddenly I was walking in the sacred woods

Where the mushroom grows and the ego not kill

But peacefully enjoy the beauty of the clouds

And the gentle breeze

Went to the settlement

I couldn't find a single gentle smile

All I found was just mean eyes

And plastered faces, it wasn't alright

So I came back to the sacred woods where I lived

Where the jungle don't kill

In the sacred woods

Where the mushroom grows

In the magic mushroom world

The magic mushroom world