YourFaceinthePainting

Your Face in the Painting

This magnetic Earth paints strange symbols in your pyramid mind or do you paint them? We enter there through that circle of love in your forehead. There we walk and crawl across the desert: sometimes we see beautiful flowers, sometimes we get close enough to smell them, sometimes we eat them and they change us. Fish swim there in the river you boat down in your undercurrent consciousness. Multi-colored snakes swim in that river while your smiling daytime self sleeps. And sometimes you catch a glimpse of a spirit guide or guardian angel smiling through the rainbow-sun of your higher self. Your children are named Beauty, born of Joy, mated by Love and Pain. And we, you and I, become the flowers we eat.

Andy Warhol

Jagger