since ancient times humankind has craved meaning and substance to fuel our days…we have worshipped  many powers, many stars, many gods–we have survived thus far–somehow beating the odds…to attain a new future, human faith must fly free–finding a confluence of mysticisms for a new pedagogy…we are crafting a new religion fueled by hallucinogens–making the most what we see late at night and deep within…towards a free-form faith we are evolving day by day–crafting sacred prayers and rituals–enabling our tribe to stay sane…manic genius flies unfettered–aided by psychopharmacology…fueled by the rhythms of the music enveloping you and me…sacred lovers ply their craft through the wee hours of dawn–a new religion evolving within–coming hard and coming strong