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

Dance with me...

by: Nouvelle Vague

'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

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...

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

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!
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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

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