THE MYTH, HISTORY and LIES of THE STONE: THE SECRET OF THE GROOVE.
The Stone is Ancient. It is Love. It is Slow. The Stone is in the Deepest Temples of Space, all nineteen of them. The Stone is. The Stone will help you find the path, and guide your journey along it. The Stone is the All Powerful, All Knowing Force.
Old Stone
old Stone
The Stone is old
The Stone is old,
old Stone
old Stone
You are always
old Stone
You are old
Stone old
old Stone
The Stone is old
The Stone is old,
old Stone
living Stone
The Stone is old.
Worshipping The Stone is a fantastic experience, smoking (or consuming in any other preferred way) of the Sacred Plant Cannabis is the primary method of Worship. Other techniques, such as hallucinogens and psychedelics, are used in the Worship also - but these are only used by Stoners wishing to make contact with the Lord of Cosmic Thought, the great addled and confused Logic Master - The Acid Elephant!
The ideal Worshipping mind - state is a relaxed, all-loving, happy and positive attitude. Once The Stone has been contacted the person is then always aware of it's existence, and The Stone of their's.
BOOK TWO
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away there was a brilliant
planet called Wode. Wode was a wondrous and beautiful home world for a race
of peace-loving people, who, for obvious reasons were called Wodeans. Ever
since the dawn of their civilisation they had Worshipped The Stone with the
Sacred Plant Cannabis, which was found growing wild in the deep woodlands
with luscious green leaves and fantastic, brightly coloured sticky
buds. All day, every day, the people of Wode would smoke their intricately
carved water-pipes, consume vast quantities of the many natural
psychedelics found on their home world and sip from oaken urns filled with
a brew made from apples. This brew was called Cy-dere, or, in a more potent
form, Scrumme Py. The entire life of an adult Wodean was spent in the hazy
company of The Stone.
There was an official body of clerics dedicated to the Worship of
The Stone. A large number of Orders all gathered together as one in the
Psychedelic Monastery of The Druids of The Stone. The labyrinthine
corridors and bizarrely decorated rooms of the enormous Monastery were
always enshrouded in a dense, sweet-smelling smoke that emanated from the
hundreds of Krashowt Chapels and Trance Rooms. Two miles away from the
Monastery was the Grove of Meditation trees - the Holiest, most Sacred
place in the entire Universe. From this Grove the Clerics of The Stone
would enter the magical Trees and, in a trance-like state, their soul/mind
would travel vast distances through the beautiful meadows of Space and
arrive at the Deepest Temples of Space, the nineteen Hallowed Worshipping
Halls. The dwellings of The Stone.
BOOK THREE
THE TALE OF WODE, THE CELTS and STONER GROOVE.
Once upon a time, at 4:30 a.m., on the magical blue star-planet of
Wode, a Druid shuffled out of a Meditation-Tree. Plumes of sweet smelling
smoke wafted around him as he moved, his limbs heavy and his eyes red after
spending ten days Worshipping within the tree. In his trance state his mind
had left his body and travelled great distances until it reached one of the
Deepest Temples of Space (of which there are nineteen, and not twenty three
as some misguided minds will tell you!), the Hallowed Worshipping Halls of
the Clerics of The Stone, the religion of the folk of Wode. The Druid's
name was Duir Siladh-clann, the Arch Keeper of The Stone. The Highest Sage
of The Religion of The Stone. The Grand Stoner. Within the particular
Deepest Temple of Space that he had been Worshipping he had encountered The
Man, a mysterious person/being that was the link between humanity and the
great force-The Stone. The Man told Duir Siladh-clann of an important event
in the history of the Wodean folk, the event of The Prophecy of Leaving.
Many moons previously a young woman had just consumed Sacred
Waeout, an important part of The Ceremony of The Mushroom - a three month
long ceremony performed by Stoners during the Highly Holy months of
September, October and November (or, roughly translated back into the
original tongue, Samionos/Dumannios). Two or three hours after starting the
ceremony she told another present that she could "...see The Man before my
(her) eyes...He's dancing on the Acid Elephant...singing a strange
song...of our people leaving Wode...because of the coming of an evil force
to our beautiful world...the Anti-Hippy and his Illee Gal, a tribe of
strange beings on a mission to destroy The Stone and It's many
Worshippers." And now, The Man told Duir Siladh-clann, was the time of
great departure.
So now the Grand Stoner was rushing back to the Psychedelic
Monastery of The Druids of The Stone, two miles away from the Grove of
Meditation Trees. After stopping to Worship The Stone a few times (he
always carried his water-pipe and various other Holy Artifacts in his small
Green shoulder pouch whenever he left his rooms) he arrived back at
Psychedelic Monastery four days later.
After days of trying to persuade the entire population to leave the
planet the Wodean Wood-Ships were ready to depart. Men, women and
children. Young and old. All boarded the ships, many still muttering about
Duir Siladh-clann taking too much Assieed (potent shamanic chemical found
in the roots of the Hoffman plant, deep in Wode's dense Lysergia Woods)
during his recent Space-Out in a Meditation Tree!
Soon afterwards the beautiful blue star-planet of Wode was deserted,
it's gentle folk driven off by the Illee Gal and their master the
Anti-Hippy with his terrible evil magic, the "G-Force". A terrifying power
that confused, ridiculed and disorientated unwary minds.
And so the Wood-Ships, laden with thousands of Stoners, enough food
for a month and all the neuro-active plants and chemicals and fermented
brews they could carry, drifted lazily off into Space, the almighty
vastness that holds all...
THE TALE OF WODE, THE CELTS and STONER GROOVE.
Deep within the magical Wodean Wooden Mothership the team of
Navigators lay unconscious on the floor of the Control Chamber. Their minds
linked together by a combination of psychedelic potions, trance-meditation
and luck, the nineteen Finders of The Path guided the fleet of 2,000 ships
slowly through the vastness of Space - looking for a suitable planet for
their people to populate. The Druid, who was Duir Siladh-clann, Arch Keeper
of The Stone, the Highest Sage of The Religion of The Stone, the Grand
Stoner, was also in a psychedelic trance. He had projected his mind out
into one of the Hallowed Halls used by the Stoner Clerics to Worship - the
Nineteen Deepest Temples of Space. The semi-deity/guru called The Man (a
magical, mystical being always encountered during Worship in the Deepest
Temples of Space, and The Stone's voice to mankind) stumbled out of the
Shadows of The Temple and began a strange dance.
Laughing and giggling He told Duir Siladh-clann that the living
consciousness of a planet far away had contacted The Stone to offer itself
as the new homeworld for the people of Wode, and that The Stone wanted to
let It's people know that this planet was perfect. The Man then told him
how to get there, and it all depended on the state of mind of every person
aboard the 2,000 magical Wood Ships. They all needed to consume vast
quantities of their religion's basic Worshipping aid - a green, leafy plant
(or a brown resin made from extracts of said plant) called Cannabis, or
given it's Ceremonial name, POT! This would enable the planet to contact
the collective consciousness of the Wodeans and help the nineteen
Navigators (all clerics of the Finders of The Path) find the planet.
Days later the people of Wode began opening sleepy eyes, stretching
aching limbs and trying to remember who and where they were. All the food
aboard the ships had strangely disappeared whilst they were under the
influence of POT (Wodean religio-slang termed this state of mind
"stoned"). A young Ponderer of The Weird Things in Life cleric said that he
believed a tiny parasite called Muun Chi had been brought aboard the ships
with the food, and that these Muun Chi's had ravaged the food whilst the
people were indulging in Cannabis. But this didn't matter when the Druid
Duir Siladh-clann contacted all ships to say that they were now in orbit of
their new planet. Initial soul-scientific investigation showed abundant
plant life (including thousands of known and unknown
neuro-active/psychedelic species), water and food sources. The Wodeans then
landed, and they were pleased with their new home.
The Man told Duir Siladh-clann that the planet had said that it's
name was Urabalaboom. Soon the turquoise skies of Urabalaboom echoed with
the voices of thousands of people singing Hymns. The Hymns to The Stone...
The people of The Stone.
The Monumental Discovery of The Truth:
Part One.
Part Two.
