Rufus Dumont: The sky vibrates with a harvest moon Blue-stemmed prairie rolls with Indian mounds The air pulses with a turquoise spirit Oh how the river ripples with flickering wands! Piers, casinos, and Chinatown under the siege Nebraska in the dream of a whooping crane We lean into the crazed Sandy, naked Oh how we sing from the apex of the hurricane! Winos and zinos in a tangled universe The world swings from brane to brane Love is a matter of its own matrix Oh let the wind lifts us out of the mundane! A great sage appears like the biggest fool Great peace comes only after small deaths When the blue magic enters a flying sky How heaven and earth whirl with fiery breaths!

Buddha: yaaaayy

Zunk: What a great vibe... I feel like you have to have this treasure-trove of sound somewhere we all need to hear. Deep, fiery breaths - right on.

Buddha: right on, Alex. happy birthday. ping