Watermana

This is very long, it's also available as a 3D/video visualisation at:
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CXmFJtBymbs
(best watched  LOUD in high quality mode)



I went on a journey
I went on a journey
I sought mana of feeling
empowerment for those
who would share my journey
I prayed for mana of feeling,
empowerment of feeling,
for those who would share my journey
I prayed to the spirits of the lowerworld
for empowerment
with love for you
who share my journey

There is a headland just to the north.
It is traversed by a fissure
blowholed in the south,
an ocean fucking gorge in the north.
In the middle is a shaft,
plugged with a seat of stone.
I sit there, close my  eyes and listen to the drums,
in the blackness water trickles down black rocks
the seat  falls away and I fall sliding down
a waterslide of blacken shiny rocks,
sliding, weaving, turning,
downwards, downwards
in a tunnel sliding
in a tunnel rib roofed sliding
in the blackness wetness downwards rolling turning
tunnel widens narrows opens closes opens up

I emerge under a mauve dark sky
in a rocky gully sliding downwards still
into the lowerworld in spray and shining wetness
where cliffs plummet shoreless
into an oceans surging scintillating bubbles
cliffs dropping unbroken into water frothing.
I drop through darkening water
at the oceans bottom is a cave,
inside a smooth dark glistening grotto
there is a stream so strange,
a sluggish stream,
a blue-white, glistening viscous stream
of flowing crystal
I slide into the glow
and sink into a misty whiteness,
safe, supported, warm,
I slowly sink into the blue-white glow,
into the warm,
gently drifting,
downward floating
into the breathing warm,
safe and cared for,
held and cherished,
in the blue-white floating warm.
loved and nourished,
seen and heard
by the blue-white floating warm.
I’d like to stay here but there’s knowing
that this place of warmth and light,
this place of loving in abundance,
is just a place along the way
and I must go now,
must keep moving,
in my journey for the mana.

Floating up now in the ocean,
up into the darkling ocean,
under the mauve dark sky.
This ocean’s wild, raging, rabid!
mountains of water
seething, towering,
valleys between
lowering, plummeting,
I’m picked up and hurled regardless,
smashed into a watery mountain,
crushed and sunk and dragged down deeper,
caught and flung back to the surface
I can do nothing, totally powerless,
I am nothing, inconsequential,
to these forces, planetary,
a curling summit now convulses,
I’m tossed into the sky and caught,
I’m hauled back down to depth again
and rolled along the rocky bottom,
terror seething, coursing through me,
this ocean is not playing with me,
I am nothing, not a presence,
what it does, it does not to me,
does it just because it is.
I’m bounced and flicked along the wave tops,
caught and held and crushed and smothered,
flattened by colliding mountains,
shredded by the rocks of water,
now the terror slow subsiding,
this simply is and is what will be,
I cannot change it, cannot fight it,
it is and is and is and is,
and I am.
and I must go now,
must keep moving,
in my journey for the mana.

I am released and drift down slowly
through the bottom of the ocean,
to a light-filled little valley
where I hike a gentle incline,
clamber over rocks and boulders,
near a splashing creek,
it’s laughing,
playing as it passes by me
spray is settling on the bushes
on the rocks and over me
everything is glistening, shining,
deep green of leaves and mica rainbows,
all are passing joy in to me,
joy of being, joy to be here,
in this precious little valley.
my gaze is lifted upward, skyward.
From the rock rim far above
shoots a stream of water lighted
bright incandescent like a halo,
plummets down towards the tree-tops,
down amongst a host of rainbows
onto rocks and flows into a pool.
into a deep and peaceful pool,
tears of joy are streaming down my face
as I walk into the pool and swim
across to where the water’s splashing
I climb up to the torrents landing
and under water coruscating
now it hits me!
pounds its joy upon my head
it batters me with joyful fervour
I’m thrown back upon my back
my arms spread out and pinned
by powered joyful rushing water,
driven by its sheerest spirit,
empowered by exhilaration,
I fly backwards into darkness.
for I must go now,
must keep moving,
in my journey for the mana.

In amongst some trees I’m walking
amongst these trees I can’t quite see them
mist is curling round about me
mist is curling round about them
all is wrapped in mist and shadow
wrapping me in deepest sadness
this mist is gathering upon me
my head and legs and arms are heavy
I slowly trudge onwards
just because stopping’s
just as pointless.
but the mist is getting thicker
I cannot fight this sadness longer
this wall of sadness will not kill me
but seems that if I stop it will be
forever.
I slow and stop and sink down to the ground
and darkness closes over.
but I must go now,
must keep moving,
in my journey for the mana.

now there is no ground beneath me
vision slow returns, I’m drifting
there is still a mist around me
but no,
I see now that it’s clouds around me
in the mauve dark sky I’m drifting,
and there are no needs upon me,
clouds are all there are and will be,
clouds are all I am and need be,
gently floating, in no hurry,
dissipating and re-forming
round a sun that’s slowly setting,
catching us in pinks and reds
I know this place now,
peace is here, I will stay awhile.
peace is here, I would stay awhile,
but I must go now,
must keep moving,
in my journey for the mana.

There is a fissure glowing redly,
curious I wander in there,
look around this noisome landscape,
motley purpled lowering sky,
ragged hills and jagged valleys,
in their midst a fiery lake,
it’s moving, rising,
from its depths
a peak is forming,
from its depths
a monster rearing
ugly glowing, rage consumes me,
I run and jump and climb onto it,
with my hands I tear and punch it,
tear it’s scalding skin and eat it,
I draw my sword, it has no hilt,
it’s just a blade
and as I swing it cuts in to me
I sink into this monsters body,
rushing stinking hate-filled lava
mixes with my blood and swamps me
I breathe and swallow searing liquids
burn away my nose and throat and eyes
there’s only redness
burning pain and red red rage
burn me away.
And I am gone

I am transparent.
gliding through lush undergrowth
deep beneath a soaring forest
no path is needed
for my way is clear
down into a creek
it takes me bubbling, swirling
over little falls and tumbling
carried through the stiller ponds
bouncing jouncing over rocks
feeling nothing,
just the coolness
just the wetness
and the movement of the stream
just my coolness
just my wetness
and my movement
I am stream
I flow into a pool
I am pool
spinning lazily in circles
near my centre I am sinking
spinning faster
I am whirlpool
spinning wildly
sucking downwards
past curving lines of rock
I see the rocks have patterns on them
I can read them as I pass them
they tell me who I am
and I remember why I’m here
on this journey
for the mana

I lie back beneath the whirlpool
all the waters flooding in
they pour into my eyes and start to fill me
the opening above me reddens
fiery fluid pours into my nose and mouth
now vapours cloudy infuse downwards
filling me from crown to neck
a mist is pouring through the fissure
coming down into my body
rushing spraying water falls into me
and great crashing waves into me
and the blue white soft and warm
all the waters and the vapours
pouring, smashing, drifting, splashing
through my hands, feet, arms and legs
through my eyes, nose, mouth and ears
through my skull, throat, heart and gut
a many hued and changing current
filling, filling, filling me
I cannot stand it
too much for me
but this is not for me alone
I’m now a vessel, bearing mana
and there’s a mossy trunk before me
a tree that’s looming ever skywards,
twisting up and through the mauve dark sky

I know now my journey’s ending
I flow onto the tree and up it
and up and round the gnarly tree
upwards, upwards,
climbing skyward
through the ground and stand alone.
Sit some water there before you,
think of the lowerworld’s spirit gift,
drink it down and take it in you,
feel the power, feel the power,
  it’s yours.