Surrounded by a human forrest

It was crowded
this forrest
of people, music lovers,
tall as trees
amongst the weeds

My drink was spiked 
with Acid
I never knew how
or why
but someone did

And while they played
the Cure
I was out -of my mind-
my friends 
told me later

They surrounded me
protectively
giving none a chance
to hurt
me i never knew

That during the concert
I did nothing
else but move
to and fro
as I recited

All His holy names
one hundred
but how could they know
the unbelievers
unless He blessed them too

Libereco, Egaleco, Frateco.

We may have
been born from
a different womb

In our death
we are as equal
iced, burned, buried

We wear our crown
a corona of thorns
freely, fraternally







Afiŝa Skripto.

Nu, amikoj miaj, ĝi komenciĝis.

La descendo en la kavo estos dolora
Eĉ pli ol vivo ĝis nun
Sed post la malĝojo, la multaj koroj
Ni eliros denove, pli malgrandan tribon
Venos la nova tago, refreŝiga tagiĝo
Kie libereco por ni ĉiuj kuŝas kun Li, en Li
Kie estas koloroj haŭtaj, sed ni ne vidos
Kie estas seksoj, sed ni ne rimarkos
Kie ni estos egalaj infanoj, neniu riĉulo ne malriĉulo
Feliĉa mondo, organika socio, unu kun tero kaj Lin
Estu benata, estu forta, helpu kaj amu unu la alian.


Translation.

Post Scriptum.

Well, my friends, it has begun.

The descend in the pit will be painful
Even more so than life until now
But after the sorrow, the many heartships
We will climb out again, a smalller tribe
The new day will come, a refreshing dawn
Where freedom for us all lies with Him, in Him
Where there are colours in skin, but we wil not see
Where there are genders, but we will not notice
Where we will be equal children, no rich no poor
A happy world, an organic society, one with earth and Him
Be blessed, be strong, help and love each other.

When time does not age

So he learned
that time and space
are no different

from that moment on

he decided that there's
no reason to age

when he does not move

stays in the same play
time does not grow old

and when time does not age
then tell me why should he
as long as he likes his site

he knows no distance
no boundries no dark
or darkness just light

but

like the prophet
he'll choose to let go
of eternal life

for that worldly eternity
will be accompanied
by a great loss

so he froze 
the ageing yet
welcoming death

and the presence of love

of the lovers and the loved

and the presence of the master 

of time

of space

of heaven

The Human Locust

Tourists of today

Are like locusts

Ravaging mother earth

TRANCE, second episode.

A world beyond the ugly


After the crevice
I was deaf and deafened 
all i could hear 
was the murmur
that lingered between
my eardrums
a tune whispering
my name
luring

Blinded 
and 
dumbfounded
i stumbled 
onwards
and i felt 
led
through the dusk
away 
from the dark

But last 
i had to see
the lurid forecourt 
and the pitied
i walked the dam
saw the lost
roaming 
the half-light
wailing 
dried weeping
of sorrow and terror

These wretched
broken 
and 
spoiled
slowly descending
fearsomely 
into hell 
each the pit 
of their choosing
by the life they led
once freely on earth

I pitied them 
not
the bottomless
i was walking 
from
light was my stride
guided my tread 
bright my heart
lucid my love

Then 
a new realm
darkness gone
complete abolished
this portal of heaven
incandescent 
beyond
luminous kindness
spanless love

Being 
there
just being
other spirits
present
but not seen
all loved
all at peace
jubilant
standing 
flocked 
jointly 
at this base
an outer edge
facing the thrones

And beyond
the infinite
o that beyond
brilliant nebulous 
too dazzling
even 
yes
even unto us
the once mortals
and then
our spirits
were drawn
to the thrones

All 
entities
on the thrones
radiated
love
for Him
to us
we knew
who they were
we knew
them to be
ours 
the chosen
genuflect

My heart
all the love
it willled me
to the master
to sit at his feet
like a child
at the pedestal
of his throne
nearest 
to the veiled
divine eternity
all my love
merged

But then
i sensed 
more than 
i could see 
you again you
- i still don't know your name -
felt your greater need 
to be in my place
a demand that 
couldn't be ignored
fathomed your want
and it overwhelmed
me it unleashed
my will my core my
unprecedented love
as i yielded

I accepted 
freely lovingly
you in my right
i placed myself
even blissful
at the feet of my
better a confidant
of the master
fully content
....
and then
i saw
blinked i
looked again
i saw you
fully content
at where i was
thought i was
and me
looking up
at the presence
of my master
his benign face
undescribable
his love
unspeakable
his name
unutterable
his infinity
i was
never nearer 
i was
evermore home
i was
you



End of episode two.




....and yes, if i then had ever had the choice, i would never have ended the trance....







Now 
all
you have
to do 
is reach 
out and take
my hand
to be
with
me

Synopsis.

The hall was radiant and spanless. 

And with others I stood at the base, the outer edge.

I saw the thrones. I saw my master. How I longed like a child.

And I yearned for nothing else than to sit at the feet of my master.

You -I don't know who you were- were right beside me.

And you told me how much you needed to sit at the master's feet.

You had this need, this moral right, I felt my heart wrench but I gave way.

Still blessed I felt to sit at the feet of one of the twelve favoured by the master.

And all of a sudden. I was there. At the feet of my master. I was loved. I felt loved.

While you were fully content in my place. And not noticed and and all was filled with light and love and behind the eternal edge was GOD.

Echoe On Knowledge

Where


Your skin

Echoe: your hair, your eyes

May have this different colour


Sure


Your blood

Echoe: your soul, your spirit

Does not differ in colour at all


Where


Your place of worship

Echoe: your haven, your sanctuary

May see all different colours entering


Sure


Your faith

Echoe: your teacher, your God

Knows no prejudice, favours no colour

And Now My Heart Is Dressed In Black

I have a dream
the King cried
and got shot

We shout
Don't shoot
I can't breathe

While a coward
hides in a bunker
in the white house

TRANCE, third episode.

Now I know who I am.



Earlier I was taught acceptance
As I was also trained to question 
And even learned to rebel

But they refused me faith
And so my search began my beloved
Yet where to find you

Hence I read the books
And I argued as I reasoned alone
For who was my equal

As I scrutinized the mirror
That you showed me by your lore
Of love and sublime oneness

To be naked to all
Wearing the emperor's clothes I was
Nothing less than a child

Yet where to find you
Not in the image in my eyes
It was bare utterly barren

Maybe for those who seek
You can not be found in time
So I ended my search

And that stop worried you 
While I materialized in this earthly maze
My empyrean spirit flew out 

I was out of reach 
Even unaproachable to me I whirled paralyzed
Through lawlessness and inner disarray

In a world of mortals
Craving for wealth for desire for prestige
They not I not me

You taught me to laugh
To make jest of myself and them
Yet where to find me

I could only be found
In you as you searched for me
You had to look inside

That increscent universe of creation
You started to close your holy solitude 
Where I was at nascency

So why my eternal master
Am I earthborn as well as ethereal
Subordinate while equal and particle

Like a drop of ocean
I can not exist without my source
As you not without me

You showed me your heaven
And then threw me back to life
Knowing it would kill me

Since you taught me acceptance
My master my heavenly destroyer my beloved
I only revolt against me

As somewhere in this trance
My quest ended into a tender wake

Life more sore than death

Except, except for her and
You, you who keep whispering my name
In longing for my return.








Dawn.