At Newgrange I felt
drawn
back to the scene
at the end of Stig of the Dump.
The one
on mid-summers’ eve
with the
ancients dancing.
It was hypnotic
to gaze
at the zig-zags
and spirals
in the stone.
Etched
some
five-thousand years ago
by an early
Irish
artist.
Potentially
off their head on mushrooms.
The further we are
from our past;
to who we were
the more disconnected we are
from who we are.
Dr Rod’s Odd Blog (almondemotion) 
Think I must seè that scene, of ancients dancing.
Did they have to be on mushrooms to carve those patterns – seem very symmetrical for someone under the influence?
Profoundly true philosophical conclusion.
Strangely feel place less than impressive to you?
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I’ll write about the vision theory tomorrow! It was the most amazing place.
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