A sweet meditation in a golden cage of the circus.

The cosmic forrest
needs more trees to support
Gods breathing.

Are you ready for this unusual place in time ?

I will be there !
Bringing fire in the magic circles,
letting it all loose
giving everything from the unbreakable source
fearless banging the drums of the ancestral wisdom
the gathering of dreams
the conscious communion
with the Mother of plenty in the Garden
lost in the holy sun rays of eternity,
manifestation after manifestation,
every element in Love.

Orange above on the chemical dirt

Empty royal shells sucking blood
of the dream machine,
connected to the dark depts of a mass
of mixed up greedy sheep
too blue to understand
we have to life from sunshine
in our hearts, and the holy winds.
Set the Mother free
she is rotting in a cellar
underneath the Vatican perversion
tortured by a CIA agent
who is called Mohammed
with a very dull manipulated poem
of King David.

I have been giving the power to give
the giant a giant kick against his tense ass
if he is bold enough to show his face beyond his mask
for all to see
on international TV.

Eyes getting through your iron walls of disbelieve

Made it through the seventh circle
in a bad mood.

Is there a honnest soul to be found ?

She was sitting there gazing at her half empty glass,
the car parked beside the marketplace,
just a few moments before the explosion
she thought about a new life growing inside her,
she experienced the child for the first time
and felt the love so deeply.

Faith in awareness

The battle the illusion
reality transforms, one Love.
I could curse you and cut off my arm...

The underground Love train

Underground Love train whistle.

The underground Love train
is free for everything,
open to everyone
the straight power of here and Now
we can’t go anywhere else.

Hope we’ll understand it soon
there’s nothing to hide in honesty,
You can only bloom and get open.

When the snake bite gets you
your on the right track,
the steam is on your window
the light glows very fast,
chopping wood and carrying water,
the train whistle blows the mind away.

The underground Love train
gets you !
The underground Love train
wants you back !
The underground Love train
needs no heroes.

The mirror machine
stood in front of us
through time and space
the infinite eternal potential Now
creation, growth to care in respect and understanding
after winter comes spring, only to wonder with open eyes
the fire between us
sixteen coaches long
only the moment to comprehend
in experience.

The angels in the resonance
of the tone you made
today.

There stands the glass again
to help me stand the pain
of so much reality
the traces of blood
screaming through the sentences
in deep empty memories,
I must have been the first one
who turned water into wine.

The underground Love train
holds you now !
Before you are casting the first stone
through my mirror machine,
the light and dark parts
will turn my drunken heart into solid gold,
an ancient wine is getting straight into heaven, my friend.
The road to freedom
is getting through this world
in various forms
and the One is pointing to the battle,
the illusionary division in divinity.

The rose garden has thorns to respect
and you can’t think your way around them.
Is it possible to swim upstream
when you go with the flow ?
Be that underground Love train
it’s the law of nature
to know this paradise

Reality opens the heart
the source inside the infinity
with a unbelievable force
a force where you can’t put words upon
in this mortal dream !

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When I am creation.

I'm so glad my sweet Jesus isn't the only one
that took responsability in the healing game.

The reciever in the tree

Are you open and ready to recieve,
every moment you can expect
a blink of my black dog's smile
it will get through your high-tech defence
with a force you couldn't imagine or calculate yet
because you are sleepwalking on my ground.

Her tongue washing your hermetic dualism
in transforming eternity.

There are still Windows between US,
you can't touch this through electronic light and dark
you have to feel the Woods, the source inside
with a mindless heart.
We are wild as the wind, a child can tell you that !
Did you see the ball of lightning in the corner or your eye ?

Essential whispers

What about the onion ?
Can you cut it without smiling ?
Speechless gazing at the essence,
the final chord in the eye of the storm.

Turn me back on

Crystal clear from the mountain dream
it's a critical season
sanctify thy soul,
and their will be no more heroes.
Put of your mask
and surf through the vision
the waves are part of the ocean.

Still on the chain gang !

Putting salt in open wounds,
dancing cheek to cheek.
You don't have to believe in the cross
to feel the pain.

Even plastic worlds have to face the living water

Solid meditation from the heart of things.
A toad jumped in my room
the half moon is waiting
for you to dig your way to the roots.
Everything is Holy !

Plastic World part 17( what was I thinking ?)

Plastic World part 16( What is Love ?)

What is Love ?
Nobody can hand it to you,
because you are !

Plastic World part 15 ( I don't know)

Two eggs falling down,
can you catch them ?
Do you ?

Plastic World part 14(the fact is)

Jesus is going bananas in the chemical maze
of the factory, he can't find a healty olive tree
to meditate against no more.

Plastic World (community)

Pointing to the Waves,
it's always changing right NOW !

Plastic World part 12 ( yes, my Love)

A gesture of protection,
in the name of the Rosegarden.

Plastic World part 11 (sweet angel play !)

Plastic World part 0 (is there a way out today ?)

Better be in it totally aware !

Plastic World part 9 (the shell)

Intruding the mind with intolerance !

Plastic World part 8 (ain't nothing but the real thing)

Natural world in plastic light

Plastic World part 7(a mystic pleasure)

Plastic world part 6 ( the stone)

Is Free !

Plastic world part 5 (my intuition today)

Trusting the inner system
such a funny chaos,
can't stop smiling now.

Plastic World part 4( the invocation )

Plastic world part 3 (when we were together)

Protection of the seed
the butterfly movement is light.

Plastic World part 2 (the storm)

Thy will be done

Plastic World part 1 ( the breeze)

the heart from the ocean

"There is NO religion here today"

Do we need a cross,
on this road of freedom ?

Digging underneath your security wall

I found a totally normal wallpaper
to wrap you in.

Little shits can't fly !

Breathing in bliss
at the same time a nuclear plant is leaking
in the middle of my solid meditation.
When you think you got a will
do something good and wise right now
and give yourself in !
Although in this room you can't do anything.

Breaking bread

the blue scent of the rosegarden

"You know I'm talking about this weight".
I mean it !Rose, Keep Shining !

My whole life breathing fire of the factory

People are still hoping
God will clean their oppertunistic mess, someday.
So cruel to let a saviour
fix their own miscalculation,
what should an angel do about a chemical construction
that is so unnatural, they can only wake you
to become again, from the beginning till the end
the magic earth is suffering
too much plastic animals believe
in fairytales.
When you're not ready to understand your holy books
please bring your copies to the nearest police station.

psycho killers took a very long time to get out

Who can you trust ?

It's you.

"One went to the door of the Beloved and knocked. A voice asked, 'Who is there?'He answered, 'It is I.'
The voice said, 'There is no room for Me and Thee.'The door was shut.
After a year of solitude and deprivation he returned and knocked.
A voice from within asked, 'Who is there?'The man said, 'It is Thee.'The door was opened for him."

-- Jelaluddin Rumi

Strange fruit from the tantra master

Don't make life a question-answer game.
This is the place where philosophy and authentic mysticism
take separate paths.
Philosophy goes after questions, answers,
and never reaches any conclusions.
Mysticism simply drops the Mind, because it is
nothing but a question-creating mechanism,
and moves into silence.
And the most amazing thing in life
is that then, when there is no question,
you have found the answer.
-Osho-

The purple eye of the storm

I've eaten a new airplane
and couldn't digest it anymore.
It's time to do it, the ancient way again
I"m dusting off my broomstick
only the wise can really fly,
must be an Angel.

We could force you to be free.

Don't think it's cheap dreaming this world together,
can you imagine this infinite bliss ?
It has always been this way, being awareness beatitude !
Everyone and everything is included.

Earth bound savior

I am water,
I am earth,
I am fire, I am air
I am the Love that holds it all together.

someday

the Evil nine, just a number in my book

It’s no secret
the nine evil masks
started a war against drugs
to protect their interest
in chemical manipulation
and the space junkies suffer everyday.
Who is fighting against our solid meditation
in those polluted elements of the factory.
Don’t believe in progression
you have been God from the beginning of time.
rob the earth back
you don't need drugs to feel good about the Self !

The big picture surrounds you here and now !

I can see

clearly now the rain is gone.