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| Diving by © vatooz So what is the attraction as from an Eagles nest we dive deeper into the mystical west. Where a spirit in a dancers mask gives us something from a seaweed flask then as he leads us into his smokey place where our eyeballs are taken from our face. the shuffle of the dancers shells slowly wraps us in its magic spells. Is this a social trance or is it one on one is it a spiritual dance or just our idea of fun after we come back down how do we always know and if it feels so right why do we let it go. The ragged remains of royalty raped has been analayzed measured and videotaped. for two hundred years the stories been told packaged up pretty and easily sold to people in search of what they can not feel they might know the words but that does not make it real, from Franz Boas selling Cowichan bones to consultants being paid with treay loans watch as the money all disappears into the noise of the smoke and the mirrors, Is this a social trance are is it one on one is it a spititual dance or just our idea of fun after we come back down how do we always know and if it feels so right why do we let it go. |
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