Tis quite the storm outside, no? Come, be at peace within.
Let no raindrops fall upon you.
We are gathered here today to get through this thing called “life”.
A lightning word, life — it means forever,
and that’s a mighty long time.
We are here to tell you there’s something else:
The After This world!
Nay, our good friends, this is no fantasy,
no careless product of wild imagination.
Let our voice call to you, to this darkness unknown, deep within,
Let your heart in silence burn, through solemness and bone,
Be like raindrops in the flood, in the emptiness, in the storm,
For what is an ocean but a multitude of drops?
Take our hand, and close your eyes,
and let it go, let it go, let it snow.
Break through the bonds of your earthly confinement,
Let your spirit shine and light your way,
along a whispery whiskery path.
Like raindrops in the sun, like diamonds on the rough.
Let us travel together, to the edge beyond the shore,
Through time and space to the borders of your waking mind,
Where darkness and light are one.
Yes, there! Breathe deep the gathering gloam.
Ah, yes, we are quite the sight are we not?
We are the They and Them,
And we have come to take you on a Journey. Nay!
We will be the ones to set you free,
we will show you all you can see!
Put our hearts out front that everyone can see.
So, instead of asking how much of your mind is left,
Ask how much of your time, for we have so little.
Be like Flowers in the sun, like Snowflakes in the night, For within you lies such an ocean, which we must reach.
Light no witchery towers on this penumbral path.
See how we move through a desert of Fluff and Substance
Of things and ideas; a place not only of sight and sound,
But of mind and dreams – the middle ground it is, you see,
Twixt Smoke and Mirror, Light and Shadow, Mirth and Madness.
We have come to a precipice that overlooks this magnificence.
There lies The Pit of Fear and
There lies the Summit of Knowledge,
Entangling Science and Superstition,
Indulging Feeling and Emotion
Ah! There! Look yonder!
Beyond lies a brave new world.
Listen close, listen tight:
see that door floating in the night?
You unlock this world with the key of imagination.
A key of Self and Yearning, a Door of Passing within the Veil.
Ask yourself now:
Will you go beyond the Pale, and turn the key in your heart?
Will it be a realm as vast as space and as timeless as infinity?
With such wonders in it? Does Alph, the sacred river, run on,
Through caverns measureless to man?
Yes, look around and know!
For this will only have what you bring to it, what you put into it.
Will it be of never-ending happiness,
where you can always see the sun,
Day or night?
Or a bitter and sallow world, where you long to see the sun,
In darkness and screams?
Know now, there is no turning back.
For in this place, things are much harder:
Here in the After That world.
‘Cause in this life, you’re on your own.
Like raindrops in the storm.