The PA LOOP. Fractal Index/Novelty. QH. 119

i sit down and swivel on my quill. Just come in from the Cold Yoga retreat with Swami Vushti and the Brotherhood. The alchemy between the group was highly charged. We had survived the bank and the forclosures, and the land grant had gone through. Outside Crownpoint we stopped to nest in a Kiva and gave thanks.. hopi smoked marijuana, still insisting that we were Indian Westerners Now. An old Cowboy loaded up his horse and deer into the trailer outside Durango and the planes for our next retreat were made, in full desert swing, toward the African Ranch. There, the great elephant Ritual codes would be passed onto us and the Swizili language hyoerdimensional codes from Lobengula also would be opened. The fractal pentagram over Africa, its seat outside Kruger, would be the renaissance factory, where the rejuvenation programme would go into full swing. Jean thought Hopi very attractive. She had her own codes hidden away and was awaiting instructions from Gia how wel an hre to elash. Much had pieced together for us as agrup. The poet, William, whose VW we were driin, shook his head, Out blasted sandrm hsravylocks. "Ah," he said. He stood aside from the van and seemed to intake a breath. Over in the dic Fakita Butte. "Look at that for the missing cause of Gravity," he said. More t himself, I supposed, than to us. "It's a charge fractal. It's the only way to efficiently nourish and support DNA." i supposed he was right. We ate poppy seeds and thought about this for a long time.

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