The Beggining
There have been many Idea's brought forth, which seem to shed light as to the original whereabout's of this wonderous group, but those who were not there can only speculate. There were only a few present. They might not really remember themselves. I would like to dispell these rumors now, and show how sometimes, just sometimes, what seems trivial, what seems ridiculous, can sometimes mean so much, to so many.....

The sun was high, the air was warm, and the surroundings were beautiful. It's hard to describe that particular day, as there was a lot of alchohol to be had. There seems to have been a magical quality to the brew that beautiful summer day, a quality only to be had on just such an occasion. There was a festivity, enjoyed by those that were there, a enlightenment that was shared in nature, and in humanity. All the elements had come together just for this occasion. I don't think we shall ever see that kind of day return ever again.
During this beautiful summer day, our group of disciples were to be found enjoying the day as they had on many occasions before. They froliced in the sun, they played on the beach, and they caught very small fish on the dock. During this time though, they seemed to be drawn to an act, which will live in infamy. They were drawn to The Frisbee. You may be thinking that this was an ordinary frisbee, but in fact, this was a very Magical Frisbee. You see, Many years before, before anyone can remember, this frisbee, had been made, for just such an occasion. The disciples played with this Frisbee, and yes, they did drink their wine, and their beer, and their liquer. But they did play with their Frisbee too. And play, and play, and play they did. During this playing They felt the magic work into their souls. They felt it creep into their very being. They didn't know it yet, but they were being transformed. Transformed into something they knew not. The game continued well into the afternoon, they seemed mesmarized by what was happening to them. The could not stop you see, for the Magic was too good. And yes, they continued to drink, for the magical drink, helped them to feel the power that was growing in each of them. Bringing forth their true inner beauty.
If you've happened upon this beautiful moment, you would have seen the power as it crept into their very souls. They started to dance, and frolic again, with almost childlike delight, and yes, they did continue to drink. Soon they were recognizing each other as who they truely were. There was the Hot Lava, and the Little Lava, and the Northern Lava, and the Maltese Lava, and the Ghetto Lava, and yes, there was of course, Z Lava. The day progressed and so did the magic, until the Sun did set, and the group did stop. But only, you see, to relfect on the truely beautiful thing with which they did share. They DID reflect you see, for such an event need reflecting. And yes, they did drink.
No one knows what did happen later that night. It seems the magic had brought on feverish spells to those that were there. Brought on a euphoric feeling, which to this day continues in their hearts, and in their, minds. And yes, they still drink.........

what did They do with their new power....

if you too, would like to rejoice....

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