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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required PACHAMAMA by Les Pick (Apuchin) We thank the Maestro gratefully and willing drink his vile brew, We enter the sixth dimension and learn things we never knew. There's Pachamama and Otorongo and the stars of the world above, The great condor passes messages, life is about unconditional love. The Maestro conducts the energies which guide us to that place. There are countless forms and visions. Where is Pachamamas' face? Her golden yellow gown is flowing as she enters into me, My humbleness is growing and her presence sets me free. With emotions flowing freely, I recall the way she felt, Her strong, soft, gentle energy, the sweetest thing I ever smelt. We all need our Mother Earth, mankind must join as one. The damage that we've caused her must now be undone. What we have done to Pachamama we have done to every living soul But we would rather blame another than to see how deep our hole. Corporations make decisions in their bright palatial rooms, Their greed has made us wealthy while we dig ourselves a tomb. We profess to love humanity, but hate and killing still goes on. Our words are but profanities from a sharp and thoughtless tongue. The Maestro sends us visions with his songs and masterful presence He's in touch with every one of us, in our purging we have lessons. Pachamama does not need us she'd be better on her own. If we prove ourselves unworthy we could disappear like foam. It's time to speak with voices loud, the path we chose is wrong. We can't stand tall and proud lest we know where we belong. Pachamama dwell within me, let your spirit make me strong. I ask that you will guide us while you help us heal the wrong. For without you we would not exist your beauty we'd never know, Oceans would not wash the shores and the rivers would not flow. Let this be a prayer to save us the Maestro has done his best. To guide us to awakening, it is more than just a test. For our future is in the balance we could easily disappear, Like the dust before a thunderstorm. We need to shed our fear. There are sacred temples, where the spirits make their home. Far from civilisation where their presence can be known. Without the interference of the bustling daily life. Away from the pollution from the trouble and the strife. It's here that we can contact them, it's here that we can feel, Their great but subtle power and we know that they are real. When we allow ourselves to be here with a full and open heart, When in touch with Pachamama we would never want to part. Pachamama gives me comfort in a way I've never known, She covers up my weakness, seeds of courage she has sown. Now she's left it up to us to help that courage grow. Take it out into the world to let the disbelievers know.
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