Bullets and oil raging against the stardust

April fools dancing for a piece of the pie, in nine measures
can you hear the howling of the mad dogs now?

System of pain

The magic numbers in a moderate pace
beside her forehead
she will confront the walls of greed.
The wild ones travelling fearless
through the devils property,
they always keep a diamond
in their minds.
(dualism of a revolution in a system of pain)

the measures of the labyrinth

A mystic corner beyond the law,
the bullet changed
into a stone
deep inside the centre of the heart,
the dust a weight of torture
present in every dream.
The minotaur is praying,
the memory in the colours
of an elemental song,
the breeze in the cold room
is running wild
with the blind anger
of desire.

When heart is open

Love the essence of being
only One to comprehend
inside infinity.

Fearless construction deep inside

Through the second gate the fields are empty,
the four cats are wandering
which way to go.

Full Human touch

The healing has begun in certain measures
beyond duality.

The horns of the Mother

Burning the ground to take controll again,
to keep the earth in a few foul hands.

Fossils in an ancient dream

The old kings on their knees
they offered their souls
for the fat of the land
and the company.
(a multinational tragedy)

Birth of the golden flower

Transfiguration of the heart
beyond the rivers of blood,
the rage of the crocodile
throwing fire against the mirror.
The mother gave birth
to another prophet,
a child to become aware again
of the mystery of love.
The measures of liberation
carved in stone,
a fragile borderline
of a timeless whisper
in the wind.
The immanent seeds
longing for the light
to feed them.

Historical reaction live

Rampage of the barbarians
throwing fire to the source
of Love.
(de)monatary illusion
the dealers of grease back in place
for our chronic addiction.
(top of the piramid)
Isis whispering through
a dutch meditation..
I can't get any lower!

Sun dance for freedom

The scale of the piramid in a kings mind,
dust is changing in raging numbers,
consuming the earth that holds you.

(you are what you are dealing!)
Together as One.

Transformation lullaby

Don't be a parasite
become human
in the cosmic mirror of the world,
the red sea will be open again
fearless and free,
be the One in diversity.

Reaching out for another child

Standing my ground, respectful and open,
a hungry man is crawling
towards a borderline.

Strange solar system inside

Mystical measures
back to nature, just saying a thing or two,
you may be stranded
and don’t remember
who you are,
when you have landed
it will be marvellous
if you really will be true
about the silver lining of the day.
‘Put on your sailing shoes’
the waves are whispering
embracing stones
inside the beat of your heart.

Economic gamble

Poverty wakes up the lion inside !

Face it

Creating jobs to clean a dirty mind,
the mystic elements are bleeding,
straight lines on the holy ground
overheated in a economic gamble,
little grains of sand
too lazy to pick up a can.
Hard plastic rainbows
in the veins of the ocean,
a chemical smile
on your face(crook).

Holler in a mystic dream

Soft parts of the elements reduced
in the boardroom of a little boy,
education went underground
in a marvellous bright moment.
Could you understand
the extraordinary master in me?

Captured in an electronic scream

Time dead straight in crooked days,
space is falling in the red yearning
of the night.
Next to the breathless harbour
sticking butterflies on his hat
in digital imperfection,
the walls delivered with the memory,
encrusted around the soul.
The inner source of the mirror
loaded and wild,
bouncing up and down,
deep inside the black hole
of the search machine.
The powerless devices
ringing through the silence
in dissonant verity,
the raw bearing
hollering beyond the dream,
hammering clouds dissolving
in the infinite rain.
(secret spies are leaking a universal truth)
A diplomatic pile of words to fall
in a restless sleep.

Destiny

Light shining bright,
breaking down the walls.
(don't mess with a good thing!)

Empathy for the fallen ones

Enlightenment of dark matter, our altruistic disposition
mutated by a monetary swindle,
a greedy bubble popped,
the players of the machinery already
are making profits again on a global scale,
the same old songs, new and improved
the latest modern fashion of numbers,
mathematics of a cold heart.
The wheels on fire, whatever the cost will be
for our cosmic civilisation,
the eternal ones breath in and out
in chemical disorder.
(the nail that sticks out will be hammered down,
mathematical rage in timeless space)
Our altruistic disposition
mutated by a monetary swindle!

The first and the last

Strange chemical substance of light and dark
invading my dreams of ancient blooming.
The only way of getting along is to be a joker
“dying in a dump like this.”
(still breathing in ecstasy)
Desolation between the soft spots
of the smoke, the hills too expensive
for a new fool.

Nobody is excluded from peace

A plastic apple to consume
behind the electromagnetic walls,
nails, bullets and bombs
to keep the factory burning
night and day,
always twisted in the games of war
to keep the profits in a few foul hands,
cloud nine is whispering
through the back streets,
the embrace is overwhelming
nothing or nobody is excluded.

New dawn to shine a light

In the temple of awareness,
the open flames blissful playing with the walls,
the horns blew the dust back to the cosmic songs.

Introspection(the crossroad)

Introspective intervention and a little blue ball,
the crystal clear water is still holding
the plastic system of crap together.
Electromagnetic maggots
are swallowing the purple magic
from your dreaming brain.

Listen to the silence

Songs from the deep measures of the elements.

Beyond heaven and hell

When silence has torn down your thoughts,
the philosophers stone around your neck
in dualistic colours, the infinite One.
Love is who you are
it can’t get any clearer.
Everything keeps moving,
it will never stand still.
Isn’t it a struggle to hide
behind these empty walls?

Hands on the wheel

Spinning around and around...

Another path to be

Leaning against the trees
in contemplating disbelief
the dealers of plastic one-liners
sold out the universe of love
(awareness)
for a palace in the starving dust
of our chemical waste.
(a very strange way of making profits)
Back to the woods,
the rivers of consciousness.
Caves without a border,
electronic walls to whisper down.
An eternal path to wander in bliss.
(drive by shooting with closed eyes
  in a illusionairy dream
  inside the One that is)