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I can attest to this.

When I find myself in times of trouble / my strong mantra comes to me.
Speaking words of wisdom, WOLOLO.

WOLOLO is my strong mantra. After practicing it sober for many hours (in and out of the asylum) it eventually reached such sacred power that once, during a Datura trip, I chanted WOLOLO for hours on end, until - I kid you not - the entire ocean turned red.

Almost demonic red. It really freaked me out, and I should have known better than to invoke the holy lo.

Anyway, a few frenetic hours of further mantra-ing (this was during a very long hike, so I had picked up a nice stick from the woods, which I was waving at the sky while performing the mantra), I did finally manage to restore the ocean to blue, which considerably eased my anxiety.

Since then I have not dared to speak the words.

Hey, that pepperoni looks pretty blue..

<blockquote data-quote="nexalizer" data-source="post: 3826075" data-attributes="member: 12031">I can attest to this.When I find myself in times of trouble / my strong mantra comes to me.Speaking words of wisdom, WOLOLO.WOLOLO is my strong mantra. After practicing it sober for many hours (in and out of the asylum) it eventually reached such sacred power that once, during a Datura trip, I chanted WOLOLO for hours on end, until - I kid you not - the entire ocean turned red.Almost demonic red. It really freaked me out, and I should have known better than to invoke the holy lo.Anyway, a few frenetic hours of further mantra-ing (this was during a very long hike, so I had picked up a nice stick from the woods, which I was waving at the sky while performing the mantra), I did finally manage to restore the ocean to blue, which considerably eased my anxiety.Since then I have not dared to speak the words.Hey, that pepperoni looks pretty blue..</blockquote>

[QUOTE="nexalizer, post: 3826075, member: 12031"] I can attest to this. When I find myself in times of trouble / my strong mantra comes to me. Speaking words of wisdom, WOLOLO. WOLOLO is my strong mantra. After practicing it sober for many hours (in and out of the asylum) it eventually reached such sacred power that once, during a Datura trip, I chanted WOLOLO for hours on end, until - I kid you not - the entire ocean turned red. Almost demonic red. It really freaked me out, and I should have known better than to invoke the holy lo. Anyway, a few frenetic hours of further mantra-ing (this was during a very long hike, so I had picked up a nice stick from the woods, which I was waving at the sky while performing the mantra), I did finally manage to restore the ocean to blue, which considerably eased my anxiety. Since then I have not dared to speak the words. Hey, that pepperoni looks pretty blue.. [/QUOTE]