“VISION OF A WISARDHow many of you wish to be Wizards when you grow old?How many of you want to fly?I wished to become a dragon – he saidAnd he looked at us with eyes filled with fireThe Wizard of Earth’s SeaDescended to tell us a secret ofABRACADABRAGet to know – he said - God’s true nameThe word will initiate PowerGate keepers of Ancient KnowledgeWill open their doors Mythological Archetypes will start their danceLeading you to your tribal cloutSkeletons scattered over the burial groundsAncestors with their weapons and spearsSaints and DemonsDoctors and GypsiesHealers and WitchesWill join you to celebrateThe Birth of SelfPower of Mind over BodyThe Vision of the Dominion of Light”