Drum Circle

Drum circle


I needed to heal my loathing of the human race that

made me want to travel to outer space. My doctor

gave me a damn drug that made me act, as if I was

drinking from a jug so I could never get a date.


I quit taking that stuff that made life so rough, but

not soon enough to abolish my foolish actions.

Detestation returned. When I tried to get a date,

it became like before, in my eyes I only saw ugly

men and women who killed their cousins so they

could eat.


In the need to hone my communication skills,

to listen and communicate with other members

of the human race, to share my creative thoughts,

I discovered the magic of people gathering in a

circle that has no beginning and no end.


Becoming part of that circle allowed me to experience

others as equals, to understand, to take their hand.

That accelerated my physical healing, boosted my

immune system to the ceiling. Created energy waves

that rippled over me and radiated in my brain.


The rhythms grew and changed in the drum circle.

This greatly enhanced my visual, auditory and

kinestheticways of learning, making me aware that I’d

have to get out of my box to see the human race as fit

to travel to with me to outer space, or for me to go

out on a date.



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