The Shaman’s Quest
Once upon a time, he had no flesh; the maggots ate good that night! Then one maggot decided he was a fly. But only after many days and many flights did he wish otherwise. You see, one day in the garden of life, that very same fly came upon a godly spectacle, a rainbow colored butterfly–nature’s gift of the eye–and from that moment on, the fly knew no wings of Earthly flesh could ever carry him that high. So one night in a carnivorous fit, the fly got drunk, passed out and dreamed he was a giant raven. Now with new powerful wings he searched out his sky and found good ol’ butterfly resting on a tree limb. Then without much effort, he swooped down and plucked that butterfly out of God’s eyes and digested his late dinner. The next morning, the fly woke up and discovered he was a man!
