Lyric discussion by g103278045 

my first word spoken, in this newer world of cyber realities, spoken to Hey Google was "play electric ladyland" returning to the sea of the Merman that established itself in the core of my being when I made purchase on it first being floated on the sea of time (my first record bought with my own money). Wishing the original body (of my record) existed, I find I am still yet filled with Atlantis cheer, and know it will ring out till the end of human time on this earth, as the arctic still staining from blue to bloody red. He was a herald of new possibilities, music scapes, beyond polarization of race, class, generation, terrestrial identity. A medicine man of his Cherokee ancestry, they sing through his being, facilitated by our plant spirit friends and guides that have helped humans in their pathetic narrow vision of what is real. A shift from the mess into the realm of the eternal, rising up from the ashes of sacrifice (of the bodies that served us so well), not to die but to be reborn. Impossible? That's what "THEY" say, not what he sang!

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