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Hillside conjuring

Vibration towards the tetrahedron

Ancestral visions drawing near

familiar places, bond of blood and soil

Of tribes and paesants

acting in repetition

Internally and externally moved

By empathy and by intuition

Through Ancestral visions

I remembered how we are...

Just like the seasons

different aspects of our own evolution

All life is undeniably chained to this Land

Here where the causal shield oftentimes breaks and lets the acausal to pour in

Energy flows like cascades

irrigating fields and towns

Pouring joy in our lonely paesant hearts

Silently arrives another icy Winter

Like in times of old

Umbria lies frozen, bewitched

by the ice cold touch of the Devil