Paper-thin Illusion

The hillside an old quiet poem
sharing a space in the heart,
leaving my body behind
in the eternal moment
innocent and open.

Nothing can hold you from the One
that you are,
in this borderless construction.

Nowhere to hide on planet blue

The leaves are falling
feeding
the trembling earth,
a restless world is longing
for a little peace,
a respectful touch
to grow wild.
'I wish you joy!'

A borderless centre

Mister clean is in- between to keep
the greed machine burning,
digging holes in a nuclear breeze,
eternal production
in plastic colours of the latest futuristic dream,
only for the masters of rivalry,
educated bubbles.
They came crawling from the degenerated
universities of liberty ready to explode,
lost in the mathematical complexity
of matter.
The desire to be free
from the cosmic measures,
heaven is falling
in a mystical grain of sand.

Indifferent kings and queens

Interests of a few are they men or are they beasts,
talking heads fighting for a vote, it’s all in the numbers
of the dreaming consumer in diabolical debt
from the beginning till the end
twisted in devious desire.
Wisdom is seldom found
although it’s always
going 'round and 'round.
The multinational boardroom
wheeling and dealing
to keep the chemical poison burning,
a new generation still poor enough
to stand in line for the factory.
(recollecting eternal infinity,
religion tells you there is a possibility
to reunite again beyond space and time,
become one, are you experienced?)

Are you serious?

Critical consuming,
the temples are burning.
No Dutchman around,
flying too high
the African sun is screaming,
it's a snakebite.

The peasants took over our land
for just a fourwheel drive,
they call it freedom
what a terrible joke.

No borderlines in the heart

The camels are smiling to seek you

sweet Love,

be welcome, always,
they are waiting.
Respect is seldom heard
in this immanent infinity.


Brand controlled children
are wandering through
the digital factory,
free market desire
to keep the flock in place,
empty puppets dangling
from their greedy claws.

The shareholders manipulation
to keep property in obscurity.
The horns are whispering,
there are no walls.

Is this gate a reality?

Is it a gate?
The mind can only express in duality
light and dark, maybe the conclusion will be
a saviour on the end of the road,
a being of light, an angel.
Maybe your looking deep into your own eyes,
some say you have to let go(let it be)
and the illusion
becomes reality for the first time.
Love is nameless all the conclusions pointing
at this direction,
some call it God, all words are included
evolution is creating the best possible situation
to become the One, that you really are
One big bang of Love.
Come on children let us play!

the dolphin -march 2007-