Anthropomorphic Shamanism

[AnthroHeart]

Written back on 3/24/08


Remember the time when we ventured


    among the rifts of sand

    on the lonely beach,

    when I

    caught a thorn in my paw

    and yiped and whimpered;

    I'm such the baby.

What amazed me was,

    that it seemed no time had passed

    till you had your first aid kit

    by my side, and

    come to think of it,

    I don’t remember you pulling

    the thorn out,

    as your visage was muddled

    in obscurity.

I discovered then that for me

    time stopped when I chose to ignore

    the pseudo-reality of the world around

    me and

    all things move unabated.