ring... ring ring....ring ring ring ring ring ring ring

Me-(picks up phone) WHAT IS IT!?

"Well someones cranky today"

Me-sorry John. I didnt get enough sleep. I just ahve so much on my mind, I need to clear up.

John-good, because thats why I called.

Me-huh?

John- George & I are stressed out too, so we're having a get together to meditate & clear our minds. I called becaise we wanted to invite you.

Me-oh good.

I arrive at John's house where George was tuning up an unsual instrument. It was like a guitar, but it was much taller & it had a pychadelic sound to it.

Me- wow. What is that?

George-oh this! It's a sitar. An indian guitar i suppose.

me- interesting....

John- ok. Let us lie down.

We all lie dwon Goerge statrs playing a melody

John- just relax, & concentrate on my words.

I close my eyes & let the music flow through my eardrums.

John-(sings) words are flowing out like endless rain into a papercup. They slither while they pass, They slip away across the universe. Pools of sorrow & waves of joy are drifting through my opend mind, possessing & caressing me. Jai Guru Devaaaaa Ohmmmm. Nothings gonna change my world. Nothings gonna change my world. Nothings gonna change my world. Nothings gonna change my world. Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes, it calls me on & on across the universe. Thoughts meander like a restless wind insdie a letterbox. They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe...

wow. Those words were beautiful & comforting. George's sitar & John's voice adds to the poetry really good. My mind was empty of dreadful thoughts & filled with glorious visions. After the song was over we all stood up, relaxed. Well, maybe too relaxed since John yawned a lot. He made all of us some tea to relax us even more.

Me- this just gets rid of all stress.

George- yes it does.

John- I don't feel bad anymore.

For the next few hours we just sat there mediating some more, eliminating bad thoughts & paranoia.

A few hours later-------------------------------

George & I were walking down Penny Lane, which happens to be where my house is.

Me- I dont wanna go home yet. I wanna spend more time with you.

George thinks for a little & smiles

George- I got an idea! C'mon!