Saturday, December 29, 2007

Gnostic cosmology

At its birth
descending into the sea of time and space
the soul goes through
the ladder of seven spheres

Reaching Earth - coarsened by planets' touch

On its pilgrimage back - it rises
using the same ladder
merging with the planets - one by one

Taking a sweat bath with Saturn
through the earthly vale of tears
and fire that divides what is best
within the spirit, mind and life
We start our journey

Jupiter takes us from there
promising good fortune and wealth
multiplying - he binds us to Maya
of three fighting birds - black and white and red one

Mars brings more fire and sword and shield
his fire hightened, his goal is clear
more transparent & subtle soul

Sun reaches us riding the green lion
appearing mighty, strong and free
he checks us for vanity and pride
offering peace between the birds

Satwa, tamas and rajas enter the balance

Venus gives us pleasure & unimaginable joy
she comes on the peacock tale - sensual, forgetful, selfish
but mind you - She is there to check our immodesty trace
cleansing us through the magic touch of beauty and love

In Mercury's embrasse we fall,
now pure and virginal
the matter solidified - no fire can destroy it
soul's phoenix rising from flames

Luna receives us as
immaculate, purple robed king
giving us the final sublimation
pelican, with her blood, brings her
dead young back to life

The soul now has the strength
to break the power of all its demons

It is fertilised with serpent
until the serpent has
swallowed
its-own tale

Friday, December 28, 2007

Free Will

First stage is the stage of the Father
- Law and fear of God
Second stage is that of the Son
- of the Church and of Faith in the World
Third stage is the one of the Holy Ghost
- of Freedom and Intuitive Knowledge

We live in the time when all the stages are known
and we have the freedom to chose

for Sinthayu

I stopped to ask you - your name
it wasn't written on your forehead
I stopped to enquire where you came from
even though I saw a tag on your bracelet
saying - Earth's womb
I was intreegued by your voice
and love that was pouring
from your eyes
I wanted you - before I knew you
we met in my dreams
many many years ago

Spiral

What happens to decissions
discoveries, pathways that
spiral through our lives

Where are they hidden?

Can we hit the centre
whirlepooling through the universe
using
the circle of emotions, of guesses,
of little or no knowledge
of someone's elses images seen on TV
of hands that make the same mistake
of the lunetics burning in rectifying fire
of love that knows no end
of a man that could not move
attached to a cock of power
mirracolously awakened, attuned,
shaken
leaving everything behind
screaming screams that can not
be heard - only sensed
Can the magic be a life style?
Maya can...

One in a billion

Thousands will come to your rescue
And you will search and merge and divide
until no more cells are left to multiply
until no more hope is left to rectify

Bugs feed by sucking fluids from
other beings - only few are harmful
Some species suck blood - only few kill
You will seak and learn
that you are not even one
in a billion

Religion

Poggi, I will bring the candles
the cob-web is only a century old
Poggi, into the world of shadows
I will give you my thoughts to light the space

Undo the done - redo the creator's will
I will know when you fail - I have already tasted that dish
I will give you my blessings
to bring to life the ones that have already tried

Poggi

I will look after you
until the Earth stop turning
until the Stars go back to their original place
until you've gone around 101 times
until you admit that winning is not a choice
that spitting at God is not a game
that you must obay
that you must accept
mortality of your own Race

an end

Your eyes were filled with silence
I took the bullet off your chest
the knife I lost within the daw
I did not know the winner

Truely I beseached you
hundreds of coins flew into the river
and I could not stop the sparks
from becoming ferries of your choice

I cleared the path from torns and branches
'it is cosy' you whispered
from a shade of a tree
the movement was lost within her palms

And I left you - grasping for air
covered in swet and sticky dust
to lead the way to haunted houses
whose deadly scweeks scare the craw

inside the sceleton

Inside the sceleton
he slowly moves
leaving a trace of an eagle
upon an empty sky
a trace of a snake
through the short grass
a trace of a cat's fur
on a new silver sofa
a trace of tears
that blurs your sight
a trace of a touch
that will be longed for
for centuries to come

Monday, December 24, 2007

I love you

I give respect to you - silent warrior
who fight for love with all his might
I give respect to your heart echos
your call is so very precious...

Sunday, December 23, 2007

I burn with love
and yet I will not say it
- not yet - not yet -
I burn with love
and yet stay still
observing
- your breath
- your heart beat
- your moves
so that I can better know
the Being hidden behind the words
I burn with love
attentive - curious - to
where this game is taking me
dancing with the ruler - Shakti, Shiva, Krishna?
Love that is indefinite, flowing, abstract
is mine and your rule - of that I have no doubt
and is there for many...
but love
that is passionate, focused, demanding
that fulfills and shakes the mountains
is there for few
That love - I'll give you
when I know that your game is pure
Celebrating your uniqueness
respecting your might
I'll give myself to you
through starry nights
through waves
through stones
this strong - this hot - this wet
find me within yourself
tonight...

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Amon-Ra

Amon-Ra sits alone within the Chaos
Creating all the other Gods by jerking off

Chaos stays
Unpossessed, Untouched, Unborn
Spontaneous, Not-caused-by-anything
Perching Itself on a sky-mountain

Its Abyss comes first, Its Mother - Gaia & the Titans - Its Carriers
born through Desire

Neither Being nor Non-being
Chaos loves Mist & Cloud, Principles of Disorder

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Is she your mum?

She flirts with me all the time
with eyes that belong to an angel
I told her that her hands are beautiful
so she shows them to me graciously
every time she meets me
She points at me
showing me to her friends
and nods secretly confirming
answering the question - is she your mum?

And I asked about her
as soon as met her eyes
as soon as I fell in love
with her moments of joy
- you can not have her - the sister said
both her sister and her are positive.
Positive? I enquire, still not used to terminology
- yes, she said, HIV positive

Malta doesn't allow HIV adoptions...

like in Ethiopia

I've never seen so much poverty
so much elegance
so much beauty
such gracious walks
so many warm & responsive eyes
so many blind & deaf
so much dust
so many perfect hair-styles
such wonderful climate
so little bushes and trees
so many people walking
beside each other
hugging & holding hands
so many people dieing of AIDS
so many heads turning towards
the church - praying
whenever they pass one
so many perfectly white shirts
so few old people
so many people with crutches
so many hands greeting each other
such thin cats
and friendly babies
like in Ethiopia

Elsa

She dwells amongst other babies
as their guard, spirit & echo
mirroring energies that flow
her way
- shaking the earth
when she cries - screaming
with voices from Had
- spreading amazing peace
when asleep
A child from Hell
lost on her way to Heaven
A child of our
worst nightmares
A child whose pain we would
never be able to understand
A child in transition
passing through our worlds
reminding us of who we are
A child that embodies
every parent's single fear
and she is just three months old...
Her head is three times larger than normal
her limbs tiny, distorted & white
her skin stretched, her muscles weak
and perhaps is there
to protect some of the other little-ones
of evil eyes and human stupid thoughts
taking all of them on-to-herself

Sunday, December 16, 2007

did you know?

when a particle and antiparticle touch
they both disappear in a burst
of gamma radiation
that generates huge amount of energy...

for Ethiopia

i went to the cradle of civilisation
to see the root of problems
of human selfishness and un-consciousness

i went to the bottom to understand the peak
facing death, starvation, disease
i was surrounded with kindness, love and peace

is this the rule?

Friday, December 14, 2007

Love-making

The intimacy of lovemaking goes far beyond the merge of the bodies, it goes far beyond sex. The sacred union is supreme - two souls merge in a dance of physical, mind and energy interaction, creating an ecstasy known only to the few...

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Nishagandhi

A rock looms out of my gloom
a distant sound of AUM becomes
louder and louder

A plunging gorge opens as a pearl
- one step and we will reach eternity
in a second

Hold on the mighty one
hold on to your mother's skirt

You stumble accross planes
leaving a bloody trail behind you

Hold on the mighty one
and in time
before your death
you might discover
the cave
carved
from tears
by the holy men
from all over the world
night-after-night
day-after-day
in prayer

Saturday, December 01, 2007

i asked somebody what to bring to the orphanage
in Africa
and the answer was - don't bring presents
you can not buy present for 150 children and
if you bring a present to one, the others will feel left out
so I went and bought presents for 150 children
even if they are not my ticket to heaven one day
they will become exploding drops of happiness