The first time Shiva went into a cosmic trance, He was thrilled to bits. And He realised that’s where His story began: in a Cosmic Trance.

The first time Shiva went into a cosmic trance, He was thrilled to bits. And He realised that’s where His story began: in a Cosmic Trance.
He loved mountains. He loved to dance. He loved to wear His hair long.He was a regular hillbilly as they came, and He loved His fellow Mountain Men.
But He was not considered in turn, a fellow Man.
It was said of Him that He was God Himself - the Primal One.
He was said to be the Timeless Lord of the Mountains and also the men He so loved.
He was Shiva, the Auspicious. Shiva, whose very presence was able to transform humans into Demi-gods.
So many times on His mountain sojourns, He had chanced upon a singing shepherd, or a wandering minstrel, singing of Shiva!
Sometimes, as a bonus, even lovelorn women sang His praise, when they actually pined for another suitor; and He was amused by the stories He heard about Himself.
There were all sorts of things talked about Him, and He generally liked most of it, just because of the possibility it offered. It gave Him a strange excitement; this fact that others were suggesting what He was; and that as a corollary, there was actually a chance to choose one’s own act from so many suggested plots.
He, Shiva, was supposed to be the ultimate spiritual alchemist.
But whatever He could see of Himself,was plainly human.
He felt like a human, fond of the forest life, and like all the other creatures that roamed in the forest, always looking forward to more of it.
Gods were said to be without desire, but He loved life!
Gods were Timeless, but He was always contemporary, always in the present.
Gods were supposed to have some subtle form of body, or then none at all,but He was the most earthily magnetic Mountain Man.
Yet, Legend insisted that He was no ordinary Forest Dweller.