This is a whole new category of verse I thought upon, come to the screen with a blank picture and create your lyrical adoration for Eboka
Layers of Anscestors
They come and go and though I want to protest the end,
I know certain remedies to keep us in touch when you ascend,
This heaven you spoke of is all fine and well,
Any place you go grandfather iboga can tell,
We reclaim not only those met in this life,
See to maintain the legacy when humanity first arrived,
Many will wonder how akashic records were tapped,
The pygmy will simply lay back and laugh,
Specialty of the most precise design,
Invoke those who keep the beat in time,
The past is not to be recollected,
The future is not to be expected,
The present moment holds eternity in it's basket,
In the ark of the tabernacle Iboga is moving rapid,
A new policy for those comfortable with change,
Utter honesty is the currency to exchange,
A distant past recalls another dimension,
The tibet of Africa reaches out in extension,
The protected wilderness of a bongo era,
While all it's neighbors have clamoured in hysteria,
Is this the medicine we have all been avoiding,
Now is our space for a multiversal joining.
