Hystery

Hysterical moneymakers.
Little wankers create a Garden!

Good vibrations,
let the fluids run.

Selling air

The zenith calls the bitter wind
behind the ancient message,
seven circles around the sun
don’t fall asleep in the supermarket.
You could hear the mothers call you,
the cherub’s head in a lyrical movement
beyond the heart the ice is melting
the mountain walks slowly in uncountable
mortal moments.


Mystic blue in a formless dream(the crows nest).

I spoke like a Child

I wonder
if my secret life
will become
closer
to the books
you're reading
in this dream.

Breathe in and out

The ancient soul of the Lion

wonders about the silent voice

of the night owl

the heartbeat is structured

in the solid Garden

her feet anoint with

the breath of bliss

the inner breeze

of Love.

Ground Control, the supervision

I’ve got a good reason to sing beyond the dust
of your trying, you missing my part in an empty gesture,
the illusions inside the thoughts, went into a scientific
nightmare, you stole my nervous system
with your little white pill, I’m hunting for your heart now
to come back home to the Garden in a painful bliss.

The chemical substance infected every system, on Earth
the aggression too much for you to control now,
the temple doors are open for your pride,
dark one!

Initiation of the stone

Her hands went through me
on a warm day in spring
in a blue light
she handed me a yellow stone
from the laughing sun
underneath my feet two flowers grow
the roots are solid and can only give.