And so it was, at the setting of our mighty Sun, that we stood upon a small hill. With grassy plains surrounding, bordered at the farthest by a dense growth of hemp, we assembeled the Elders, the Knowers and the Thinkers. For amongst them was the Fire. The Fire in us all.
The Elder amongst the Elders received the Fire and lit the grassy knoll surrounding. And as the music in our hearts reached a cressendo, we indulged in the Feast of the Goat. We gazed at the Inferno, our minds in awe, as the beacon passed amongst us. For we consumed the essence of our world, without a word spoken, with our hearts in unison.
As the night came to its glorious end, and our mighty Sun rose over the horizon wreathed in a halo of Blue haze, we awoke to a new world. Our minds cleansed.