Illusionary Delusion, Visionary Retribution

The surface is broken. Welcome to the land of s(o)un(d)s
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The land of s(o)un(d)s

I've had the opportunity to gain the temporary token,
It pains and cries, anger flows in disguise.
It saw and heard, it never wants to come third.
Always in the race, exuberating grace, its flawless design,
It goes even when not rhymed.
This path to perfection, turned into an infection.
It lost the soul, to let the world un-whirl.

Momentary grace, is now like a mask without a face.
Bred in silence, is tonal violence.
How can you see without, if you even cant see within.
A you who cannot be true, to the ingredients of your own glue?
What will you bond with then, when there is no surface.
What will you stand on then, when there is no sacred place.
What will you become, when you have come undone.
In music there's everything, and here comes the best part.
In it there will be no heart, just a second start.
To begin one of the coldest days, with the end on a burning pyre.
Lost myself to my own desires.
And then you say let me stand next to your fire?

Go ahead, stand and i'll be sure to leave the gates unmanned.
My heat is always on the front seat, i'm sitting patiently waiting.
What is it next that you'll be berating?
Oh it's just me, my words make no sense.
I wonder tonight, why the fog is so dense?
I see in awe, i never find the flaws.
I talk in grace, my truest face.

When you see my demons alive, then you say i'm not letting you thrive?
You've killed all your wives, and you've burnt all your lies,
and then you say you left a lonely man behind.
Come child, let the journey unwind.
This book i'd love to bind.
With my crayons and blood, we'll let the things smudge.
Lets create something of a show.
Every page is a new throw, and then we'll move to and fro.
I think i'll go, and i think i'll show, what i really am, what have i planned.

Art by Totemical

It's not to much, just the truth,
Just the secret to eternal youth.
Just some melodies arise,
Just some footsteps sound,
Just some people frown,
The rest wear the crown.

Dance is celebration,
The reason of my meditation.
The purity of my eyes,
 will now survive.
The darkness of my eyes,
 will now flow.
Like tears in the moonlight,
they will glow.


And out comes the love, that we're so proud to shove.
Wear it like a glove, and here's a hug.
Don't let your shoulders shrug.
The best of men, or at least aiming to be.
There is no hiding from the truth, don't flee.

Feel my heart and take it as a dart,
Pierce your soul, and let the gold fall.
From the ground it will call, it's my turn to stand tall.

Together we stand, divided we fall.
But when collided?
Let fate make the last call.

When balance arrives, and clarity thrives,
and you know who you are,
These memories will take you far.
You are now what you are to be and if that is so,
you can let it all flow.

And float in its beautiful silence. That's water.
That's formless. That's connected to every atom of your soul.
To the soul of the universe itself.
The illusion melts and its no more held back.



The truth, the secret to youth,
It's the power of faith, of honesty and hard work.
It's the thriving heat of every beat in your mind,
and then you ask what else is there to find?

This is just the start, i'm lighting the spark.
There is nothing more, there is no shore.
You have the whole floor.
The stage is yours.
Let's dance.
GOA 2014.
Namaste all!
Danke schön

The way to the surface

Trance-formation

I don't know how to say this or what to start with but i do know what to end with. 

Welcome, to the altered states.

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It's the beginning of the beginning and the end of the end but it seems like just another bend. 

The road goes on, and so does the travel. 

Its how destiny unravels as the world sinks through holes,

and the gentle surface of nature twirls, and we find ourselves lost in space.

A time hole of sorts. 
Where at will and power arise ,thrills like meteor showers.

We are wired into a time of technology and development,
 and advancement of thought.

For centuries the medieval have fought,
 but here comes and era of 200 screaming beats,

blasted through the floor, bombarded through the streets.

Memories they last, and when the present collapses,

comes an endless bubble of unforeseen trouble, 

as we anticipate how to run, and how the story comes undone.

But that's the thing about the moment, we can cry and wail and torment.

There is nothing like the flow, there is nothing like being judged.

There is nothing like having your life in front of you smudged.

Your center of gravity is all that keeps you from insanity.

Don't have to refrain from profanity.

Don't be that guy.

I called you once, i called you twice.

I did not think about you after the thrice.

I just kept you with me so you can be,

and here you are just the same flower.

Brighter in my soul, my heart weaving your gold.

What is it oh love, what is it above.

From where arose the spice, what brings your skin to a boil?

Does it have to spill turmoil.

I roll from ground to ground, only to find these flashes surround.

I have this journey without an end, I am the path, however much you bend.

You have to walk on me, and i am your vehicle.

So where will you live, once you perish my name.

What will you train, once you've lost your own brain.

It's a matter of words, and words are all i have.

Word's are all we have, words are what make us laugh.

Smile, its simple. 

It has to be, once you know how not to flee.

Once you know what it means to pain.

Once you know what it means to gain.

Once you know what it means to feel.

Once you know what it means to see.

Music. It's us, it's everywhere.

I'm everywhere, you are everywhere.

Wherever you stare for too long you find,

How deep these memories, have you bind.

What art you make, what books you create.

What norms you hate, what armor you make.

You are your captain, you are your ship.

You are your flight. 

Just spread your wings.

And thus you'll find.

You taste everything just fine.

The colors you eat, your eyes will teach.

What you see is what you saw, what you see is what the universe saw.

It goes up, it goes down,

With perfect weight, it balances around.

When the other side is humble as my tide is,

it will dissolve into the ocean.

When the motion is upset, The situation will demand regret,

and once we enter the void,

It's only my floyd.

My echoing silence, wave forms twisted via violins.

Music to my ears, from emotions to tears, we feel it all.

But we never take its fall.

Watch, don't stare. Observe but don't glare. 

Or what's the point, you see what you want.

Whether its a victory glance, or a miscalculated taunt.

Either way, it's the same checker board.

The king checks his mate, the cards exclaim fold.

It will rain like never before, water will prevail as the age arises,

And the rivers will gush, they're over excited.

To find this way, is what i'm built for.

To rest in any hay, with a child like heart.

As innocent we are, we try not to lose our spark.

It's a mellow world out there, colors sometimes collide.

But that's the good thing about colors.

They're all just art.

Small colors to a big story. The macro-scopic picture.

But just like any hologram, the color is the macroscopic picture itself.

As without a world of it's own blue, how can it ever be navy hue?

Or touch the sky and absorb it's calm, or apply its sensuous turquoise charm.

I've told you once and i tell you again.

Don't try it, let it try you.

Don't fry it, let it fry you.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

If only you pondered upon my words a little longer ...

Whilst entering this sacred space, 

do not lurk for a scent or trace.

My beautiful thoughts will reconcile

 your beautiful mind.

You wouldn't recognize the place you'll find. 

All in all you are meant to be divine,

 so look more around you.

There is a lot of time.

Don't lose your world,

 it's that which you stand upon.

To be the universe.

You're already there, already a part of it.

Your fingers already know what to play,

And how to play fair, it's the technological nightmare.

In the night comes power, and with power comes clarity.

In the day comes silence, in silence comes strength.

What's the ongoing trend?

I admire your lack of judgement in your endeavors,

but don't lose your soul whilst your try and be clever.

If the rest of the planet were to absorb these waves,

wonder how many other strings they'd fray.

How many lives they'd save and how mammy wives they'd make.

Agni, Fire.

The amount cast upon revives itself tri-fold. It burns the spark itself.

Why would you try fire against fire? It would only multiply in failure to comply,

and render its very existence into the most revengeful color you haven't known.

Because what comes from within will never be part of the sin.

Purity

Is when your eyes are smiling and your mind is silent.

Your bodily vehicle parked.

Don't just be the spark. Be the fuel, light yourself on fire.

Seek those who fan your flames (rumi).

Abandon your only game, it is your name.

If you are one, you are none.

When you are all, you can never fall.

Try to realize it's all within yourself, no one else can make you see.

And to say that really only we're all once and life goes on within you and without you.

Innocence, when you find 'it'. You find 'you'.

But will it ever find you?

Depends on your innocent blue days. 
Where there is no hay, no games to play.

Look down upon, or frown upon.

Or enter the town and parade your crown.

Only time can tell, where your knowing may dwell.

It's the spur of the moment. Its where all the magic lies.

Come, join me.

He once exclaimed! 

" Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god, wandering. Wandering, hopeless nights. Out here in the perimeter there are no stars. Out here we are stoned, immaculate. "

Back in those days where everything was simpler and more confused.

It's a funny thing about music. 

You can hear it, but you see it.

You can't tell that you're sinking but you can feel it.

You feel it, but then you want to be it.

When you be it, you know what it is.

It is you, you have become it.

Happy 2014.

All the love and light to you.

May you 'be'.

Joy, is the word of the year.

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