Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Tantra

I gained
knowledge of the stars
climbing
504 steps towards the heavens
&
knowledge of Tantra
decending 504 steps
into the abyss

Can you do that too?

Rise and dive freely
following the flow
of Her secret fire
that sleeps hidden
within your spine


Learning the essence
of the 4th
Sacret Path
that is
shortest
driest &
the most dangerous
one

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Dance with me...


'Dance With Me
Let's dance little stranger
Show me secret sins
Love can be like bondage

Seduce me once again
Burning like an angel
Who has heaven in reprieve
Burning like the voodoo man

With devils on his sleeve
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Like an apparition
You don't seem real at all
Like a premonition
Of curses on my soul
The way I want to love you
Well it could be against the law

I've seen you in a thousand minds
You've made the angels fall
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Come on little stranger
There's only one last dance
Soon the music's over
Let's give it one more chance
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility`

Take a chance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Monday, September 17, 2007

Adam - the child of God

My fascination stays fixed on this man
I call Adam

His colour is yellow - rarely found in Nature - because it is so precious
We see it everywhere,
but can not hold it,
or even dream to comprehend it
Like yellow of Gold,
Like yellow of Sun,
Like yellow of a Lion's stretched body

Adam does not like wearing shoes - his feet rebel - like his brain
that only can grasp open spaces

If he can, he dismantles every single screw on whatever-he-has-in-hands
to paint it or
fix it or
just for the sake of assembling it again - for the sake of the Game

Adam loves challenges that God gives him
he spites Him and eagerly awaits the next one and the next one and the next one

as a child exiled from Heaven that has sworn he has not gone mad!

Adam hates stillness even though he knows that it is only
IT that can give him peace

He observes
With painful precision
Every single moment that passes
Every single street that he walks through
Every single person that truly touches him
And he declares - it is here - in this illusion - I want to live - on planet Earth - nowhere else!

And yet I know, if he could, or if he would just know how
he would become a bird - an eagle
or live
as a Bedouin in a desert or
as a Fisherman in the middle of the sea
and would have never returned to this buzz of his mind
he is now so attracted to...

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

love is the rule - love under the control of will

every time I say no and you kiss me
we break some of the core of the soul's power

every time we let love rule us
we add to the subconscious make-up of this universe
that allows lies and betrayals and non-respect

for the sake of love that is free
for the sake of love that is based on
trutfulness, honesty and clarity

I am going to let you go & disapear from my life

Go, disapear, vanish!

Because Love is the Rule but only
Love under control of Will

Saturday, September 08, 2007

every child counts and must be respected and defended

My beloved Dun George
Moves swiftly through the crowds
With a smile of the enlightened few
and says - every singe child, but every single one - counts...

While we all strugle with our little unimportant Self-s
He runs mind-boggling number of projects

Thousands are fed and educated in his 160 homes
In Brazil, in Kenya and in Ethiopia

With sparkling eyes, he goes around saying:
-Nobody’s child but everybody’s children-
and taps my hand gently
bringing the air of inspiration and love

Thousands helped by this gentle-man...

Written in his diary while he was in Ethiopia:
I met a sad young boy, next to a grave, and when I asked him who lays there he answered: 'Baba a che nindo oko kacha': My father slept here, but he never woke up again!

http://maltamissionarymovement.com/

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Secret

I am not quite sure but
there is a Word I am searching for today
a word of sorrow or a word of joy
a word of love or a word of hate
I know it is there - I saw its tale and horns and marrow
I hear it knocking - passing the sound
of Enlightenment?
of Life?
of Hope?
of Moksha - not Mukti!
of Nivana's glow?
of 1000s of Lung Ta flying in the air?
of mantras and yantras repeated for eons by many monks?
of the Divine Head and Her five nectars
of awakening of Sushumna Nadi
through Purification & Ecstasy
to Unity of Shiva and Shakti
with Cosmic Consciousness

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

I have respect

I have respect for you - Goddess of Life
I have respect for you - God of Infinity

I have respect for you and your 22 years of marriage

18 years of faithfulness & 7 years of Bramacharia

I have respect for you - the Child of Illusions


We will pick-up the treads of this cloth tomorrow

Today, we will collect the thoughts and flush them into

the loo of the Universe

Where the beginnings are unknown

But we can be certain of the ends