Dee's Fountain of Ambrosia • Dawn & Dusk of Funny Caps (SB007)
Dee had to take his cap off! Dude got it washed clean. Had that funny sensation of liberation. We got Mr. ElderFlower-C for some deep takes on all that. Sick digs yo! Like descent of ambrosia & celestial kundalini rising or was it falling?!
We got insane Buddha Bar sancta-raps down. Mr. Cee in epic dense bar pipelines. Beginning etc. witnessed jamming in the heart of the 1st poet seer. Gods went yo gaga & truth abides in the yonder abode. Gonna need digestive aids for that.
— Yo, Mr. Swim back in the hood. Taking the lead as the chief-o in the study-o. So Li'l Ana-D is back in the rap, finally got to wash his cap. His head's looking cleaner than it's ever been. How's it going Dee?
Yo, Swim, it's all smooth and sweet. So I obviously had to pop my cap off to get it washed. Get used to the sensation of liberation. I don't think I ever took it off in this big little life of mine. My cap off... I had this tickly, trickly sensations at the top of my head, sort of swimmingly sensation. How weird is that?
— Well damn Dee, excellent! That sounds like the first tricklings of enlightenment. But we got Mr. ElderFlower-C here for deeper takes. What say, Cee, what's up with that?
Yo, Elder-C in the house. The hood's off for obvious reasons. So Li'l Dee, what you got there is what the classicals call Amrita Sanjivani, the descent of the enlivening ambrosia. Like a waterfall descending from the heavens. Celestial Kundalini descending and intertwining with the earthly Kundalini ascending. It's like earth and fire rising meet wind and water falling, shit like that.
— Damn Cee, that's like swimmingly sick. So you promised to drop a couple of prime sancta-bars. How about it?
Swim you wanna play Buddha Bar boogie or you wanna get to the point?
— Well, you know, we like to be impressed and entertained. Would you mind, please?
Well okey dung doo then. Here's a couple. Put your seat belts on.
oṁ janmādy asya yato 'nvayād itarataś cārtheṣv abhijñaḥ svarāṭ tene brahma hṛdā ya ādi-kavaye muhyanti yat sūrayaḥ tejo-vāri-mṛdāṁ yathā vinimayo yatra tri-sargo 'mṛṣā dhāmnā svena sadā nirasta-kuhakaṁ satyaṁ paraṁ dhīmahi · yo
So that's shortly about as follows — "Whence is the beginning, etc., directly and indirectly witnessed, omniscient, independent, jamming in the heart of the first seer poet, bewildering the gods. Like the magic fire-water interplay, casting the three worlds. We contemplate on the supreme truth in the yonder abode undefiled."
Couple more long-form bars I thought I'd drop. I've got like a shit million of these in the attic. But ain't no one got the patience for that. Yo dork-ass generation have spatial constraints in your funny caps and hoods.
— Damn Cee, that's ravingly dense. Had to take my hood off to ventilate. Yo, let's leave the extra bars for another tomorrow. I'm gonna need digestive aids just to handle this one.
— Yo Mr. Cee, my cap's still spinning sideways. Spiraly sensations in my brain. Was it one of them antiviral invocations to exorcise the remaining parasites and mites out of my brain? Or what's going on? This is so weird.
Look, dude, that's all S.O.P. Business as it happens. Take it as it comes. Don't worry, be happy. Keep on digging it deep, keeping it real. Truth, light & integrity. *Helps you bloom*. Makes you see. Just remember Dee, if the cap starts popping a bit hard, just take it off, alright?
— Absolutely yes sir, Mr. Cee sir. Gonna take it off when it starts popping hard. First chance I get I'll pop it totally off. Gonna keep it on for now, though. I'm feeling a bit extra chill here. How's you streamin', Swim?
— Well, you know Dee, feels like I'm hanging asswards backwards in the seventh chakra of my cranial basin. But I'm keeping my shit together. But yo we got to wrap it. Short announcement. Wizard-G will be in the hood for session 008, streaming sometime tomorrow soon. Keep it real. Don't strain the mid-brain. Peace out.
Dee's funny cap and Swim's safety glasses have left the studio.
