Hystery

Hysterical moneymakers.
Little wankers create a Garden!

Good vibrations,
let the fluids run.

Education in a new screen

Screaming information systems, 

the reflection of the mirror neurons

capital sins sell everything in the dirty grey dreams

of the door to door salesman,

every new screen of the digital order

is knocking reckless on your solid mind,

ideologies are measured by a globalised hell .

Faith, hope, love, charity to comprehend,

the heart is trembling in the storm,

ready to consume the nearly unbeatable greed,

the stardust that I am,

through education,

the realization that the inner song of peace inside

is infinite Love,

(* no complex references are needed in this material world)

the elemental source

in cosmic light and dark

is freedom.

The mirror machine is turning around and around

in playful perpetual notions.

One Love.



The chase of the last Dove

Digital blur became an infected Ocean,
trees are shaking wild
in my silent Mind.
Celebrating Humanity
a fine part of the undivided
Cosmic Being.

Exile in the backstreet
of consumers paradise,
a monatary elite crushing
potential little sparks of light.
A possible green whisper
is erecting my wings of freedom,
the Garden is still flourishing
in the source of my heart,
the painted design of the wallflower
is tumbling through the academic virus
of a managers decay in a flatliners world.

Designers Tale

The Golden Calf
became a plastic cattle,
gluttonous grabbing to the stars.

Green walls of sacrifice

Exile in the backstreets

of consumers paradise

the parasites of the monetary elite

crushing little sparks of light,

deaf, dumb and blind in the cocoon

of goldman(sachs).



Infinite silence down the road

Copy and paste in a crisis of waste.

Copy and paste in a crisis of waste
sunflower air in a blue gesture
cosmic lines in a planetary moment
without time our breathing is embracing
the infinite silence,
the source deep within
the measures of Love.  

Another lie to get you on your knees

When you get twisted in the mirror machine

you can’t get out alive.
Walking over water
through solid fire
high measures in the air
my latest feet deep in the cosmic dust.
It’s a wonder
for the dreamer,
infinite awareness for the One that is.
Breathing faithful in and out,
timeless through the beginning and the end.
(a half truth is pointing fingers at you, a cup of tea
is flying magical in a complex illusionary conspiracy)
Cutting of the head of an archangel
with a borderless heart.

Speculation in an amusement park

Mister Morgan

bought every possible piece
of this cosmic construction
to serve a silly grain of sand.
How is life up there
for a fallen angel?
My ass will close for another thousand years!

First sounds of light and dark

Messenger beside you
the wires penetrated the dreams
of the solid ground.
The inner source
was called love
in the first sounds of light,
the crows flew up to the whispering
of the Sun.

Always back to the Sun

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).

Guilty steps in the green field

Traumatised from the beginning of time
food from the manipulated machines,
my soul is served cold
it came from the electro magic
screams of a refrigerator,
solid dreams came crawling
from underneath the measures
of the red dirt.
The open source
with empty hands,
standing in line
to lend a piece of the pie
again.

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!'

Hands up....

(De)monetary visions,
squeezing life out of the elemental
well.
Lifted a stone
the river smiled
the carving changed
in a timeless morning.

Stone by stone

Back to the woods
in a straight line,
the mystic warriors
stranded in an electro magnetic hole.

Here and now

Faster beyond light and darkness.

Abundance of light

Still a wallflower with an academic virus
on a flat world.
Matter don't save a soul.

Growth

Intolerance, speculation,
religious self-interest,
material gain for the insane,
dead words of love
stuck in the throats of the hateful.


Compassion is trying
to be aware of the pollution,
our heavenly body,
still everything is holy.

Measures on the crossroads

Time is passing slow through the valley
the measures forgotten.
New mornings to become free
in the cosmic sea.

Why not ?

Eternal circles in an infinite reality,

a wise one can't change anything.

Mirror machine is flying wireless.

Roots in yellow pleasures

A wireless state in the ghetto,

rocks are chained to thirty silver coins.

Gave it all away to plant a seed.

Too busy thinking

I heard it through the grapevine,

never enough silly dreams to believe in.

Into the machine again

Sun machine is coming down,

moneymakers are shaking

the land of milk and honey.

Reality became plastic,

dreadful bubblegum

in the third round.

(what does that mean?)





Meditation number nine



Painting it black

on every road

little white movements

on the solid ground.

Five ways to crawl through visions,

the haunted stars are screaming

near to our fragmented minds.

Smoke gets in your eyes,

the bed is made

lifting the veil in the meadow,

don’t be late.

The first will be, at last.



Muddy corners

Encrypting the system
the key is infiltrating anonymous
in several muddy corners
a biochemical process is responding
to the walls of the heartless crystal,
the goddess wanders faithful in the valley of tears,
the borderless radiation is burning holes in the soul,
a square head is changing the reflection of the mirror machine
the hard rain is screaming through the green of the infinite woods,
naked skulls and bones are dancing digital in the dirt of the streets,
the anxious warrior wanted to transcend to the cold light
of the disintegrated stars,
back to a promise in sacred letters
in the overheated disconnected hemispheres of the brain
he falls.
The trees of knowledge shake off their colors
in an electronic maze.
The elemental secrets of love, the facts of nature
just forgotten for a few desirable moments,
you thought you’ve felt awareness
for the first time in this existence.
(when breathing is bursting shameless
into energetic freedom,
the Garden
a timeless circle of the eternal breeze,
it’s whispering around and around,
only One, with uncountable names,
becomes reality deep inside,
a weightless place of light a dark.)

More generations to become

Cowards are living with the gun
beasts took over to manipulate
the armies of democracy
to protect the trademark currency,
the two-headed dogs dividing
the circles of the heart
changing them in hermetic structures,
one-liners of political science
creating fear to keep you in chains of desire,
the lines too fragile to walk on straight.
The elements already in the greedy hands
of the boardroom, the chiefs of industry.
The lone wolfs are smelling blood,
the forest is frozen nowhere to hide,
the payroll infected by wicked signs.
The herd still sleeping
surrounded by the hissing
of advertisement,
the overheated production of the factory
an eternal selling of a childish dream.
The marvelous design of the carrot
kept you hypnotized and drunk.
(Speak out for freedom of speech
and talk only about Love)
One Love that is!
Everything is part of everything.

The deeper shades of soul

In the dark room,

became isolated by refining

the deeper shades of soul.

Inside the Garden

I heard the moaning of the accuser

the roots holding it to the ground

it is kicking, complaining, it’s pounding,

and howling

it’s spitting absent in the mighty mirrors,

the unnatural fluids scraping

against the source.

The Sphinx beside the rivers

Awareness here and now,

eternal infinity inside,
have faith.

Pray on it.