Columbus
you bust up a bunch of us.
You always need to win.
Why you want us to hurt and
scream so in seas of frustration?
Why you want to kill or make people cry in your confusion?
Can’t you see what a loser you are?
You never discovered nothin’
Everybody was already here.
Captain of pain and greed,
you bring death, blood, disease, crime.
Why your angry God Columbus?
Why no woman God?
Look, one touch of moonlight
can dissolve your fear.
Let night’s darkness
cover your need.
You can escape yourself
become one of us
become Colombolos.
Columbus – you lost,
you lost your way.
You lost your view of God’s eye
in the morning sun.
You lost your touch of Mary’s love
in soft raindrops
falling through leaves.
Like the tears of
our holy Mother God
hiding in the garden – Pachamama.
Like Mary hiding,
watching Jesus
in his agony garden.
You know what you need to do.
You lost the feeling
of holy grief in sacrifice,
create our redemption.
Columbus – you take.
You don’t give.
That’s no way to live.
You’ve got to give not take
to make anything
of your self.
Look at your dark sewage soul,
filthy and ripe
from all your thievery.
You’re a criminal greed
thief who lies.
Please, listen to the whispering garden
give – give to live.
We all must –
give to live.
Dark Taino faces smile
on the sunny sand
of that first beach morning.
The maidens and young men
smiling.
Holding fresh juices
oranges, bananas, papayas,
mangoes, guava and fruits of passion
extended in their hands.
Offerings
not of painful sacrifice;
offerings of sharing
sweet fruits of
Pachamama. God’s love bursting
from green god’s trees.
She gives us love.
Mary fertility wisdom
goddess of giving love and giving life.
Columbus you can’t take away our love.
You know you must give your love –
give love Colombolos!
Make love Colombolos!
Suddenly he sees the light.
Suddenly he feels the light.
He feels like he’s becoming the light
Burning love light
heats up in his
heavy suit of armor.
“I’ve got to get this armor off!
I’ve got to get out of this
damn suit of armor!”
Do it Colombolos.
Take your suit of armor off.
Let’s make this right.
Get naked Colombolos.
Feel some love and joy
right here on the sunny sand.
You can become more than yourself
You can become Colombolos
You can become one of us
Colombolos
Colombolos-
you can be one of us.
You can forget
all that crazy stuff
you’ve been
taught.
All that stuff about
winning – no matter what
lying cheating stealing.
Forget it.
You can conquer
a whole new
empire now.
Right here in this bohio with us.
Colombolos
That’s right
Listen, there’s a
song in Pachamama voice:
“Open up your heart
feel light
like love
pour in”
She will open up
your whole new empire
Help you unlearn
your mistakes
remove your evil
She has cohoba power.
If you try the
“Y” pipe.
Why not try the “Y” pipe?
It’s the goddess Ayahuasca
We all go for the “Y” pipe
She can really bring us there.
We all try the “Y” pipe
Cohoba DMT really splits open your brain.
We all love the “Y” pipe
Nothin’s ever the same
Why not try the “Y” pipe?
Come on, you can be one of us
Colombolos
Take the “Y” pipe in your nose.
Let the air blow in.
Your two nostrils
make one breath
like your two eyes give a whole vision
like your two ears make a whole sound
Your two nostrils
unite in the “Y” and
deliver one thought
one aroma
one memory
one way
back to your body
your inner mind
open heart
soaring spirit
the empire
of all our spirits in one.
Come on, let’s explore together
“okay” says Colombolos, and smiles
“I’ll go for the ‘Y’ pipe – I want to discover.”
So into his nose it goes
a sniff, a blow and off he arose
“Mmm look at all the pretty colors…”
Everyone laughs as Colombolos
staggers and collapses onto the earth.
He feels himself flying
in supernatural travel
across shaman roads through stars.
But overcome with stomach convulsions
his pain of conquest thievery
his fear and cruelty delivering death
start mingling with contractions
and stinging pains of birth.
Come out, come out Colombolos!
He vomits across the sand.
Each wave of pain also brings relief.
Expel your past
Find your heart Colombolos
Come deep within
Pachamama mother heart
birth of life begins.
Here is where your journey ends
and realization begins.
Now you are a discoverer
Colombolos.
No more lost in greed and conquest.
Here you are one among us Colombolos
You are one of us.
Rise in loving bliss.
Rise in waves of joy.