When it’s too hot to do anything but fuel up.The current Spring season has been whirling me around.
I am so dizzy, but a good dizzy,
An Alice in Wonderland dizzy,
A dancing around the May pole dizzy.
For it is Walpurgisnacht coming up in the southern hemisphere.
I can feel Frey all around me.
I feel a fire inside of me,
I can feel my primal urges,
I feel tribal,
I feel my ancient ancestors.
I feel the urge to dance around a fire,
To bang my fists on the ground,
To stamp my feet around so loud,
Until the Gods feel every vibration I am sending out.
A need to journey to places in my mind,
So far inside myself,
Places that I have never been before,
Places that only the primal, the tribal within can get to.