Sunday, 30 August 2009

Can you digest a silver dollar?













We’re looking over your shoulders

and see the hidden blue prints evolve,
the hyperactive saviours
are dancing the night away,
their solid hands gently around his tail.
The spirits are calling,
your butterfly wings are ready,
one faithful movement of the heart
can break the waves.


Are you willing and able,
to play again
in this solid mystical Garden ?

Tuesday, 25 August 2009

Open













My heart is open
with angelic precision
beyond the variations of everything.


The wondering inside,
the revolution started last year.
The natural state was captured
by a frog in the blue sky.


The yellow stones are smiling 
leaning fragile against a crying tree.

Sunday, 23 August 2009

Gravitation in blue



Alley cat in the broken rain felt so tired,
a little insane again.
Wondering through a grey area of hermetic scholars,
lost in fairytales of ancient dreams.
Butterflies are crawling in the blue wings of a cathedral,
the gypsy woman whining for some French fries .
A simple twist of faith took me to a garden
reclaimed from the dirt,
the ministry was vacant and lost in a hole
beside the natural blues of a broken woman.
The scent of pink, the mountains mumble.

Saturday, 22 August 2009

The hustlers network



I’m sitting on the dock of the bay beside the widest ocean,
too many solid prayers to put in this plastic web.
The translation of the true language can’t be handled yet,
not by this hustlers network.
I’m just giving with chaotic precision
the mystic measures from a source,
mellow grounded in the dept.
The dept you are crawling in right here right now,
some call it Love.

Sunday, 16 August 2009

Animals

‘The human species is a horror when you see what happens, there is no ideal, no religion or love anymore, there is nothing! There are people here and there, maybe a small handful, marvellous people, but you never hear or see them in the news. They are buried and subjected to the daily horrors and dare not to speak against so many, those are the ones I highly respect as human beings.’
Brigitte Bardot

Wednesday, 5 August 2009

Who is hiding behind these Masks?


If it’s a dream beside the elements
be sure of the infinite construction inside,
the fifth element always in place
no matter who you think that you are right now.

Consciousness in progress
the eternal waves are a bit stronger
than these walls,
they have all the time of this world.