The Seven Chakras -

Root - the Black Bolster Strong.

Sacral - the Blue, Watery, Incredibly Soft, incredibly Voluptuous Cushion. So soft that you could die of Volupté. So strong because no coup breaks it, it is so soft and so mellow, so pleasurable, that nothing can break it. The source of Pleasure in Us - Is Infinite. And is Intrinsic.

 

-Solar Plexus - the Shamanic Frame Drum.

 

-Heart- the Tambourine, Remo Frame Drum. With its metal jingles, jingling at the sound of Layne's Redmonds teaching, Layne Redmond's Magic, Layne Redmond's Voice.

 

-Throat - the toilet paper with Blood, representing my finding of my voice. And arriving at the culmination in which I understood, I had experienced a finding, THE finding: The Finding of My Voice.

 

-Third Eye - the Simpler Tambourine, not with a double set of jingles, - such a Deep Intuition that nothing is Complex Anymore

 

-Crown Chakra : the Flame, the Flame on the Candle, The Flame on le Bougie. Fire. Something Inmaterial. Inmaterial, Alive.

Unspeakable, as different from all the other things, than fire is from this physical, tangible objects.

 

So violently, and delicately, it begins.

 

Done