Somehow part of the package of being a living thinking being is that you get a universe inside of you, you know you get a galaxy sized object inside you that you can access and there are the mountains the rivers the jungles the dynastic families the ruins the planets the works of art the poetry the sciences the magics of millions upon millions upon millions of worlds and this is apparently who we each are we're a little bit of eternity sticking into three-dimensional space and for some reason occupying time in a monkey body but when you turn your eyes then inward you discover the birthright the existential facts out of which this particular existence emerged and it's a great secret a great secret and a great comfort because it means you know mystery didn't die with the fall of Arthur or the fall of Atlantis or the fall of anything mystery is alive in the moment in the here and now it just simply lies on the other side of a barrier of courage and it isn't even that high a barrier it just is a barrier high enough to keep out the insincere and the misdirected but for those who will claim it in the midst of the historical chaos of the late 20th century they become the archaic pioneers they become the first people to carry the aura Borak serpent around to its own tail and to make a closure and stiffing to the degree that any one of us has this disconnection back to the archaic in our life it makes where we have been making a lot more sense and it makes where we're going seems more inviting which it really is I think.
