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Slowly the discomfort ends.
You open your eyes and let your lungs drink from the apparatus suited for this adventure.
Its sedative.
It’s surreal.
People dream of this freedom and yet only certain percentages pursue the magic of it.
The water is not like the oceans familiar with most dives.
The water in the mangroves is light and dirty.
The visibility isn’t too far disturbed from the purple-brown colours but it encourages the imagination to look beyond the normal realms visited by humans.
After all this is the gateway to the underworld.
This is the gateway where so many souls are lead when their physical lives had expired.
Shhhhhh Kooooooo Shhhhhhhh Koooooooo
Swimming under the roots of trees is like exploring the nerves of a brain.
Each arm-twists and turns.
Each arm is alive and drinking the minerals from the very spot where your body lays.
You feel your heart on every inhale.
Shhhhh Koooooooo Shhhhhh Kooooooo
You feel your blood synchronize with the movement of the water.
The passage begins to darken.
Your Pupils dilate to absorb as much light as possible.
Your pupils dilate perhaps this is a trip.
Suddenly you enter the area where lime stone creatures its way down from the ceiling of the cave.
Teeth like and mysterious.
Before too much is revealed your vision is taken from you.
A layer of distracting halocline has wrapped you up and all you can do is follow the patterns of its swirls and density.
Persisting you let out a breath.
You sink.
Slowly
Surely.
Shhhhhh Kooooo Shhhhhhh Kooooooo
Floating just above the ground as to keep the area clear your eyes adjust to your manufactured torch-light,
Glory surrounds you.
The Halocline now sits around you
Teasing you into a portal of pristine beauty and clarity.
Suddenly the underworld isn’t as scary.
The magic colours and shadows invite you further yet your relative consciousness turns you around and back along the banks of the mangrove.
From brown to black to blue to you.
Harmony takes place in the most obscure places.
Breathing directs all adventures.
