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Moon Lodge: The Song
I'm releasing songs from the soundtrack for my book, PRONOIA Is the Antidote for Paranoia. This song is called "Moon Lodge." If you have any trouble downloading the mp3, go HERE. Right-click the downward-facing arrow. On a Mac, click the mouse on the arrow as you press "Control."  Here are the lyrics: Breathe sweetly and deeply As you inhale Remember that the calcium in your bones and the iron in your blood were originally created at the core of a red giant star that died billions of years ago As you exhale Allow your perfect animal body to gently explode with luminous gratitude Feel streams of orgiastic compassion flowing out of your wild heart in spiral hallelujahs + You are becoming very relaxed. Your eyes are growing very calm. All tension is leaving your body. But you are NOT getting sleepy. In fact, you feel more awake and alive than you ever have before + I will buy all the Pizza Huts in the world and convert them into a global network of menstrual huts where for a few days each month, every one of us, men and women alike, can resign from the crazy-making 9-5. We'll drop out and slow down, break trance and dive down into eternal time Break away from the matrix Boycott the media Live outside of Babylon Outwit the tedium We'll research and study the distinctions between boring pain and fascinating pain We'll be experts at choosing good problems more original sins more sacred profane We'll be curators of epiphanies masters of curiosity exorcists of grandiosity geniuses of reciprocity We'll kick our own asses Wash our own brains Commune with the ancestors Heal each other's pain Be each other's teachers Save each other's lives Sing songs to the future and be our own wives + You have fire in your blood and sea salt in your tears Your lucky number is 3.14159 The colors of your soul are ivory, vermillion, sable, and jade You have a secret name that will be revealed to you very soon Your magic talisman is a thousand-year-old Joshua tree whose flowers blossom just one time each year and can only be pollinated by the yucca moth Your magic verbs are dig, descend, and disclose This perfect moment has been brought to you by the imaginary lightning blots that you can fling from the end so your fingertips any time you want to + Credits: Composer and producer: Rob Brezsny Lead vocals: Rob Brezsny Additional Vocals: Nina Lakshmi Guitars, bass: Josh Brill Production assistance: Josh Brill |
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