The Initiation Process

(Terence McKenna – Lectures on Alchemy)
I think any reasonable person can conclude that the redemption of the world, if it's to be achieved, can only be achieved through magic. It's too late for science. It's too late for hortatory politics

My minds reflections in kaleidoscopic shadow
I was crawling through the tropics tryna' blossom on a drop of rain
How many thunder clapping moments til i found myself enlightened
On the corner stone of shadow with a block of pain?

Is this something to remember like the aching sand
Of mother earth erupting, volcanic isolation
My vocation is the reason for these tremors and the quaking ground
How many bars you gonna write about this journey to the shallows of your soul before the burden starts to weigh you down?

Walking knee deep in the swamp weed of a bad morning
The black forms in my mind are a vacant land and information is a gathering cloud of a sandstorm
Truth is nothing more than a glistening grain of sand in the desert of no returning
Address the population with death as the post code
Cogs of a wheel turning the grip of a choke hold, searching for delirium

The journey of a fool is unfolding the path before me
I found myself lost in the form where you last saw me
The chariot of self is the ship that I've set sail in
On these meditative waves to the shores with the next shaman

My life's a thread in this universal tapestry
The Bacchus of a modern time, glory Dionysius
I was searching for my Isis, the queen of the last Discordians
And total chaos was part of our final strategy

And when its time to disappear into the cavities
Prometheus was rising defying the laws of gravity
The twins are intertwined, serpents of caduceus
Awaken Kundalini the card of the ancient magus

This arcanum of self is an archangel
In a tarot card reflection formulating in the vapors of life
The final gamble got me shaking the dice
Taking step towards the edge to start creating the light

The journey of a fool is a journey indeed
The hangman's waiting by the tree for me
The initiation process
Slow steps to a slow death and I'm back again

The journey of a fool is a journey indeed
The hangman's waiting by the tree for me
The initiation process
Slow steps to a slow death and I'm back again