Fare the well to the Empire

The EMP from the mother and son, towards the digital down. Dawn of the age of the innocent ones, three indigo Children, when the indigo children come.

The Emp from the mother and son, towards the digital down, born of the age of the innocent ones the indigo children.

Analog time piece, sky white, sing to the tickle inside, move to the rhythm of the Moon and tide.

Sirius, Venus, and the lunar child, giggle as the flames grow higher, dance in a circle around the central fire, the indigo children.

The emp from the mother and son, towards the digital down, dawn of the age of the innocent ones, the indigo children.

Wine, song, food, and fire, closed shelter and seed. Fare the well to the Empire, when the indigo children...when the indigo children come.

Sirius, Venus, and the lunar children giggle as the flames grow higher..

The Indigo Children.

are you ok?

if not, im not sure more lsd is the answer

I always thought the rule was double yer dose????
Whimsical at best unless its a code for some cell or other........................

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reply to post by Beavers

are you ok? if not, im not sure more lsd is the answer

If you don't get it, then you are not "there" yet. Too bad.

However I will give you that this thread's OP was a little thin, and a little ethereal for most.

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LL
for those who need a utube vid

Maynard. James. Keenans words, not mine. He is quite a bit more "in touch" than the majority of thoze here.

Originally posted by Beavers
are you ok?

if not, im not sure more lsd is the answer

Your off the bat response speaks more to you, than I, dear friend.

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thanks