I am

Give the church back to her !

So many bloody sunday's
time to let the shaman drums pound
in your empty cathedrals,
the wise are drinking naked and lost themselves
on the corner
in the back streets of your oil fields
almost forgotten where they came from.
And the beats go on !

This Queen got ground control in contrast

Got life,
mindless in her eternal infinite skyline.
The gesture blew me away
without a car bomb
or another kind of childish play,
she just was loving her cosmic light.
(only a few of this world can see that far,
they sit down joyful on their invisible islands
of Love, weaving flying carpets
with colourful dreads)
Unlocking any repressive system with a simple twist of faith
and are walking fairless around the corner
lost in the healing blue warmth of the One
that we are.

How I want US to be free !

Do we need something outside our own dance ?

We should save ourself.
It's not done
by waiting till you see the angels
make love on those fluffy clouds.

You can't do anything
when your dissolved in the ocean of awareness,
you are everything
light and dark
an illusion of cosmic proportion
brought the delivery on time
here and now
a remarkable rising
of a lost wave
the rose is wisdom
and lifted the mountain a little bit deeper.

The great fade out....

Staying with the feeling

that I am.

Didn't you know ?

Last night I saved the worlds in a lucid dream
in an old dusty book from the solid angels
I found the key to open the sourcerers castle.

A wise man showed me a long time ago
an onion cut in half
hanging from a string,
the cover was bleached by the sun of India
in an eternal moment.
What do you find when you come to the centre ?

The holy ones trying to get the temples back

from every direction
although it isn't really necessary
they have the possibility to find relief
in every setting,
a blooming tree, a shack in the poor part of town
a wandering stone
a timeless moment beside an open angel,
but a little air around our freedom flight
will be heavenly that's for sure,
when we preparing the next birth
of an infinite moment.

The seventh sun

Mathematical breath on your divine skin

Lost in bliss

Patiently waiting for your rusty old knife in my back,
I know that you think you can get away with it !
( Did you ever heard an Angel joke before ? )

Beyond the borders of life and dead

Who is dealing with demons

and tried to spoil this perfect party of the saints,

sitting there behind your high-tech looking glass

you are lost in simple mathematical hermetic structures,

are you out of your mind

we 're waiting for you to come back home

and make love with the prophets.

Is their anything you particularly like

you should know by now

we are very good in sharing the deepest parts

of the heart on our side of the track.

Beyond the borders of life and dead !

Maybe it's better to be infinite and open

to everything right now,

come to Mama.

I think the bold and the beautiful

shall tell you some time

the devil is the coward inside of you,

please don't let fear school you in this paradise

called Earth,

have a little faith in the One that you really are

in the deeper regions of the cosmos.

( a high note from a mystic scale of Love,

brought in this lifetime by doctor Robert )

Can the wise become paranoid ?

Dancing in paradise

Tree is blooming on a crazy heart beat
in bliss kneeling before her divine feet.

Poor born in a stolen world

She was making bricks all her life
to build their castles in the thin blue air,
she was given away at a very young age
and was his third wife.
She fell in love with another slave
and was stoned in the morning,
before her second child was born
with the bricks she made
yesterday.

What's wrong with those Holy books ?
Isn't it always the one who reads it,
before he understands his own heart ?
I have the permission from the One to summon you
to bring your copies to your local police-station
in a hurry before accidents will happen !

It's a beautiful day to Save the children

Finally I came back
to the golden road with psychedelic measures
my smoking days long gone,
the third eyed beat banging in my heart
just fearless breathing
the holy atmosphere
to bring the fire home in the inner valley,
it has to come together, that's for sure
( but I'm still have to pay the bill,
that's a bitter pill, sometimes )
do we have the faculty to share ?

It's my turn to Be God's son !

Jesus is it like casting pearls before swine ?

The founding Father is back

High in the oval office
is my bed made up already ?
I think it's time to listen right now !
To a neglected voice inside.
The curse of the outlaw is a terrible weight
on earth,
a weight she can hardly bear.
This rotten spell is a rusty old knife
in the pure back of the Goddess.
Outspoken enough ?
(have a nice day and shine!)

Dreaming beside the road to freedom

In the midday sun it started,
the pink shadow was fearless and the crystal
was in the mysterious silence of the heart,
although the dark monatary maze
was living from the blood of the fallen angels
who couldn't remember their holy nature anymore.

The wise are done with their preparations
this is the early dawn, postponed for so long .
Are you ready ?
Do you hear the shaman drums pounding ?

The inner child is waiting
to dance joyful in the purple valley.

The sermon is about to begin.

The warriors are in fearless meditation
and call their Love philosophy,
tonight is the night
like so many other nights before.
The sermon is about to begin.

Sitting on top of the world

It's bright
sitting on these ancient hills again
drinking moonshine in the wild wind
the master trew a pink shadow
in the dept of the mirror
gave it back to the the first moment of the eternal
no one have to worry
stop !

Into the waterfall, the healing has begun

When things are growing

Down the purple road
waiting for a friend and a world to change.

Little shit, you blew up my mother today !

Say what ?

The pink illusion

No more
winter landscapes
from the dutch masters,
because the snow went in their nose.

An unusual place next to the source

Holding on to you,
your purple heart shone so perfectly
in this dark times of greed.
Living from the warm winds we flew
higher than the Sun,
the third eye was looking in the natural chaos
and saw a lot of control freaks making a mess,
a few with good intentions but most of them
trying to end in a history book of broken dust.
(who is gonna read it when I'm taking the Earth back
in my cosmic open heart)
Do you know enlightenment ?
Do you know who you are ?

The big apple trying to cover it up

Be mindless
and you can hear the crazy whispering
of a sad separation
please don't walk away
we're in it together !

descending from the mountain

Descent of the mystical mountain
the one without form
called Love
nameless in every name.

Through the pain of an angel the next episode

An epic epidemicle restrained humanity
to wake up again,
come to mama !

Massive wind whispering in the heart

He said he's going back to find
a simple place in time.

Thought I see you again

Thought I see you again
the ancient road is smoking
on a funky deal ,
I'm sitting very close to the stillness of the rain.

Crystal ball is buzzing

The nice thing of it all was the troubadour
he passed it on through time nearly perfect,
he missed three words
but they really didn't matter
it was felt anyway.

I saw the old man carefully smile
on his burnt-out throne near the windows
in the web,
the earth was laughing back
with her last faithful roar.

Mystical Mountain where the Goddess rules

The ivory towers felt
in a fire and brimstone sermon
in soft silence

The antlered angel
pointing out the dualistic assumptions
the wind whispering in the black Sun

We are the living water
when we sing, caress with care,
playful, thankful
the wonder of it all

The wine fantastic when you smile
about so many words.

Most of the time this kind of lovers
are locked behind the disgusting intoxication
of the madhouse.

Don't live here without your Mystery

From the vale of tears
to cloud nine
and everything in-between
it's a lovely day
for trying to BE free.

Isle of white

Will the Wise Sun
melt us all away ?