soul shines through eyes,
watches ourselves

the universe is calling

Everything we do is Creative.

mindfully do,
do you?

willfully do,
do we?

One sees
as One is

natural concepts,
locked up in boxes

no labels
for subtleties,

slide through

with all things we do,
think
"What futures are we creating?"

what if
what if
what if?

Forget it.

The world is yours.

buttercup perfect sky cloud blues

whatever you want
you feel
you need to do
to be

the silence can hear
the dragon eyes dripping
human people
around embers
crackle
fire
from there
to then
and them
upon themselves

what's the score,
love and war(?)

and other ideas

sometimes you
have to wear a badge
to say you've paid your due

Love
is fluid

perhaps
sometimes
some
times
people
need abrasiveness
to catch hold
define
themselves
position
against
in opposition

An identity
of opposition

the dying kind,
maybe

This is the story
I'm writing

This is the dream
of our experience
realised

soothsayer said
soothing
says
something of a
soft,
landing.

landing...

landing...

sha-ar-dow-row

You have your eyes
you have your vision
you have the light
and shadow

it's up to you
to turn the tide
point motion
like
an arrow

me ≠ me

inside
trapped and blinded
outside,
free to see
In and of
but not
in and of,
you have to come
to me.

being at the end
there's so much light.

Horizon, horizon
pales and fades

form gives way

to field

crystal cut
gorge
display

flying flying watching still

solitary stable bird flying nature pause
poise
flap raise attack
you are

watching

still
still movement
motion fly towards
away from
pastures always skies
open anew

for you,

sparrowhawk.

(because) in society
you're riding
a nothing made real

music and cool
music and cool
music and cool
music and cool
music and cool
music and cool
music and cool
there's nothing

When you follow your own way
and all else collapses around you,
at least you've got that

But when you place your self
in the failings of the false general condition
you've got nothing

when it all falls down
gets swept away
(which it will)



when you place your faith/limits/self
in the false general condition
you've got nothing
when it's all swept away

(which it will)

(which it will)

This is probably
the best it could ever be.
It's just realizing it.

We are
enlightened
already

There is nothing
more
to lose

to gain

there is nothing
everything

standing
naked
here
rays

from without
and inside

composite

joy.

I've got my life,
I want to
Expansive

if we were all doers
doing as we believe we should
there wouldn't be anyone
holding us in

believe we can
can't
believe we can

over the fence
there's another life
outside
of my remit

the only way
that this could work
is that we're open
to asking
each other

waiting in a
traffic
queue

to turn right,
for diamonds

when I'm
waiting in the
traffic
queue

to turn left.

you make
the story,
what are the pages
you want
to read?

reddened glow
over the horizon
I see you

rough cut smooth

rough cut diamond
in the morrow dawn light
morrow born light
born light
light
borning
birth
born
dawn borning
morrow born light.

building walls

walls mean
fear of outside the walls
mean
fear
inside the walls
means
walls

(repeat)

neurotic dystopia,
neurotic dispose

functional vessels
become ornaments
of a different cultural

life

striving for perfection
where perfection can't be reached

stones,
shells
and non-functioning objects.

I know where I'm going
but I could be leading
anywhere.

tropical

rich with life

performance

along
a silver
tongue.

A glory
little less than Sin

let me bare.

personal struggles
public faces.
safe children

we forgot we needed caring

we won't stop
until we've all become
a brand or a com-pa-knee

Lead yourself free

As beautiful as the music makes it.

(it was always that
and is always more)

half moon cheese
worlds;
replicated

I want to

know you

and love you

and

be you

and

free you.

Suitcases, of colours.
Bars, moving scenes
We are all just prongs.
Prongs,
of the divine consciousness unfolding.
A doorway and a wall.
Red yellow.
52 Westgate?
So long as you got stuff, going on.
the adverts do not news not matter.
Hundreds of thousands of millions
of lives made the same.

We are all prongs of love
(and popular culture).

we are human

We are God in action.

Come home.

The way of LOVE
is the only way.

(It leads to Love)

To live life in LOVE
as an example
to that which you believe

See the vision through

the static life is poison

life of TV

bullshit circulation

I can only love
when I live love

you've imposed your worlds
on my naked heart

...and it hurts

imprints of soul,
versions of whole.

earth spirit wanderer

the eye is the bridge of both worlds

from the day we live
to the day we die
Always suffering for a false security?

deep peace

hearts are born
from worlds of this

teachers teachings
misunderstood,
distorted

truth still shines
at the core

Walls Come Down
to truth in me
truth in me in you in God
Walls Come Down
to our rightful
paradise
on Earth.

OPEN.
MOVE.
GO.

these walls come down, love,
these walls come down

these walls come down, love,
these walls come down

yes. you. can.
resist.

but it won't.

do you any favors.

let yourself yes uncover
flow
with those dark silent majestic light source slow
planets moving
round

What we decide
is the planets path
and
the planets path
is what we decide.
Our free will manifestation
the only way it can!

world on us

The end of the world
is me
in me
This apocalypse
is personal.

The world is coming down in us,
jump on board
The world is coming down in us
down in us

jump on board,
jump on board.

but spirituality, world,
in and of itself
is everything and
nothing.
It all precedes from

spirituality
and in spirituality

there is nothing more
to lead out proceed!
Because it's all there already
yes!

your role?
Presence.

Be
there
Now
in you.

I'm sorry squirrel, Red squirrel,
but I've drawn all over you
And in the distance
distance sleeps speaks
reaching forces touch
a fall apart destruction give way
to nothing
nothing
beautiful nothing.

"life must be a beautiful experience"
People look at me,
strange.

We're so far away from our human engines
we don't know what we're operating anymore.

humanity
and human nature
are not external principles

some people believe in possibility,
others don't

God is the possibility
of your true Self
come alive

As you transform
you become more receptive
to the transformation

And transform some more.

There is nothing
but what we make for ourselves

There is nothing to do
but be

the world contains
all that's outside
inside

children of the sky-eye

before a new balance
is struck

there is turmoil

Hello there I'm here.

people
want
a quick
fix

If that's the world you live in
that's the way it is.
Just travel the solar system
from time to time.

the sky opened up
and closed its eyes
and swallowed all the sky's despise

Sometimes
I wonder what
the eyes
can't hold
the soul

everyone's beautiful as they are
and that- LOVE-
is enough.

It's really all in me-
the way I see the world
And I know that LOVE
is the best I can say-
better do-
better be
Because whether we like this or not,
we come to what we need,
it comes to us
as it must do
and as it only can
so we can learn,
bit by bit,
wonderfully
of our heart come there,
our heart go there,
safe in the knowledge
of the carrying through
we're working on

maps
of the stars
birthing planets new

for we have mountains here
and rivers flowing ahead

anything that
stirs the soul
and
keeps me whole!

tribal drums
caught up in wires
voices
electronically distorted

you can't defragment---my soul

The Planets

Drift
The Planets
Will drift you home

learn to

know yourself

and all else follows

subtle shades of crimson dancing
subtle shades
of children asking

a solid proficiency

I am alive with you

looking up and down

1.
the leaf has big line
middle big line
middle small big line

streets
for me to imagine
little things I can't see in

micro streets of roads like houses
along the lines
as I hold this leaf world out in space
in my hand.

the wonder snaps back in me
I look up and see I am also
out in space-
held somehow-

and between these little leaf streets
and this something greater that holds (and lets go)
like the little leaf streets
don't know me

I see myself
as the scale in between
and I'm looking
up and down

at everything.

2.
little leaf streets
that hold---and let go
in the measure of lines

big
middle big
middle small big

something of the planets
we are
you are

something of the planets
you are

A vision of me
producing a vision
(reflecting?)
What---can we see here?

there are lifecycles here,
at play

combinations of sounds

in the movements
of my body
I hear---the planets creaking
round

Mystical paths at sunset blowing
strong evening clouds fast.
Ducks birds moon.
Open to me,
blowing, strong.
Sadhu mystical moon academies
fullening, brightening.
burgeoning, becoming...

Quack quack seek,
click.
Mystical trees at dawn. Sunset
dawn
Sunset Dawn.
(Plants and flowers trees) I don't know what you are we've made you,
but you are, beautiful

It's always one minute to midnight
I've found you here,
trees reaching like dragons

(trees reaching like midnight dragons)
trees reaching---like magic dragons

shadow---cast---light

Consciousness

turned in on itself

roots and shoots and water leaves

things in life that last forever
there are none.
But eternity.
Eternity.
Well that's a different
matter.

synchronicity

motion cast out
in a body set soul

when it comes to kill us all,
what have we been working towards

I'm gonna feel what death feels like
stretched across the floor in sun giving light
(stretched out across the stars in sun living light)
before I'm there

Ages to Cross (Across the Ages)

We have lessons to learn
across the ages
Lessons to learn
in transient stages

you need to deconstruct before you can construct.
Turn inwards

social political occasions

respectability trap

Checking YOU out
for something in THEIR
self interest

don't liberate me tie me down

clouds,
gathering their paces

over head

You can do anything.
Nothing is outside yourself.
You are everything.

You can only solve the argument
when you dissolve yourself away with it,
into understanding.

Do you believe in the existence of evil?
Only so much as what is caused where people misjudge their own interests. 'Sin' means to miss the mark.

Why do they misjudge their own interests?
Because they don't know their true selves.

Why do they not know their true selves?
Because they haven't enquired.

Why?
Because they are distracted.

Why?
Because that is the way of the world.

Why?
Because in the world
you are not
souly spirit
anymore
but also body and mind-
a tripartite being
stretched out across
the spectrums
relative
and dual.
For experience- for your own experience.
Just get it right. Aim, and hit the mark.

for I bring you the freshest things
for they are fresh
before they are stale

it's all back ups and electronic files

when I feel the stale
the staleness
around

we are
man shapes

resounding yes,
resounding no

talking about it
living it

talking about it
or
living it

if we can't fly without wings
then what's the point of us being here.

I am witnessing---the non event---unfolding
(forever blooming)
always---the non event
unfolding

they won't come in space ships
(like we are,
like us)

we poison our kids
to keep them healthy.
do we?

motion cast
in a body set soul

God is not to be found
in an electronic screen

a shift in the set of the mind

to the table

the body's obtained

piss shit and spermicide

Yes, I have this, therefore I
am a real person

to all the people
who are not brave enough
to be brave---I say

hey hey,

hey hey

'castaway escapism'

I am
your image
of you

You are
my image
of me

future stepping futures
worlds on fire

-----soar-----soar-----soar-----soar
up-----down-----up-----down

the times fly by,
-------------------like the hands of the sun

We're going the only way we can
And it is wonderful

nature is still in me.
All things pass by.

An Anarchy of Spiritual Understanding

Sliver of a white moon
intoxicates me.

Broad setting
sun set sky

Sun Set Sky

We're all moving for the moon and the sun (as they are for us)
whether we realise it or not. I

walk into, cry the
branches raindrops.

You can't improve on nature
for very long.

Anarchy would work if people
were as nice as their nature would let them
and not as fierce
as their nature
would let them.

An Anarchy of Spiritual Understanding

it's all coming up
in Spiritual making forms

absence of time

A visionary
sees the infinity
of Now
and Forever
as it will be
in its present moment
then
when we come
to will ourselves
to be
we will always be
in that place ahead gone by

(here now here now here now here;
echoes in the background)

All these people, scanning roses
across the verily scene

this is the hope and the truth
and the faith

Verily onto me,
I say