Waxes And Wanes
Never realised how disastrous it would be
to wear a T shirt with Guess written large
on it, combined with my pirate jeans and
bandy-legged boots I was Che Guevarra
himself, not a good look
Realising it's full moon on 5 April it made
sense, while the moon waxes and wanes
my life changes and not in a good way -
Big Bro becomes belligerent; 8000 years
standing still as politicians dither
Playing charades calling it human rights &
respect without meaning it, felt better when
I changed my T shirt, being Che does not
feel good at all…
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Decisions in Agreement
Reality lives in people’s heads, Terry
Pratchett says in application of
quantum physics theories
I have changed my reality so often
today, I am not sure in which
parallel reality I am
Within the knotted cable or free-
floating already in the lane of a
separate string
Weaving history while including all
its alternatives in bulging knots
that make the story interesting
The main direction never wavers, held in
place by many decisions in agreement
while the details create
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Memo To Myself
Memo to myself - reread "Bible Code" by Michael Drosnin
and here comes the hot flush caused by the caramel sauce
in a tin I thought would be a great restorative elixir for vital
energy to face this day, convincing myself allergy symptom
is a good way of getting creative, how can I know this is not
so, every time I grow deeply depressed due to neurological
dysfunction I do my best to do my work which I cannot do in
a good mood because then I want to dance and sing - think
of new dreams and meditate on wonderful future visions…
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Varied And Intense
Enriched my office world with two new
flowers, soft purple with yellow centre
and small, unassuming yellow sprig,
exuberance of spring in my life
Adding pink to the passionate orange
flowery explosions next to my desk
was a mistake, a pink cobweb scarf
with silver thread does not work
The colours of my aura probably are
varied and intense to demand such
an array of colours around me, I'm
happy; may this feeling continue
Until I go home today, I need strong
emotion to help me through this
dark shadow in my head…
13 September 2012
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Eternal Duel
Nectar, I feel better, ambrosia, a place of quiet,
there is secret delight in the eye of the storm I’m
aware the dream is going on, you bow, I curtsy,
you smile, I laugh, we make another turn in the
eternal duel of retreat and advance, what a lovely
play, how wonderful a loving presence, how right
this moment frozen in time, transparent edges of
of crystallized glass, eternal blossoms forever on
the brink of full-blown blooms, how can I complain
when such sweet moments take away pain and
suddenly I am riding the stream of your thoughts?
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Human Psyche
Look at the nature of reality and learn to
manipulate it intelligently, our thoughts
are real and create physical reality
We take our knowledge with us when we
leave, if we don’t realise we create reality
ourselves, we have to return
To learn that what we encounter is inner
reality objectified, love originates in our-
selves, not in what we see
We envision the beauty we seem to per-
ceive and everything starts and ends
within the mind, therefore
I wish to cultivate mine, try to invent new
dreams and seek the meaning of life
in the human psyche
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The Gift
The gift I deem most important is
the gift of trust; the most precious
crown adorned with priceless gems,
only bestowed when I know someone
well, see consistent behaviour and integrity
Their invariable kindness, courtesy and
consideration create faith in their ability
to be true to their word, worthy of absolute
confidence; thus I swear my allegiance and
loyalty, faithful affection and friendship
In exchange; although I offer love
unconditionally to the wonderful world;
my trust only goes to the special people
who take my hand and never let go…
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Happiest Creature
Take criticism from whom it comes
if the people who criticize you are
not people you look up to, their
words should not disturb you
I accept my personality do not please
people I deal with - keep my ideas to
myself, started a new regime of self-
discipline, bury spontaneity
No more writing about my feelings, seek
substitute outlets, I believe in a better
realm than this faulty human one
which is so unsatisfactory
Withdrawing and living life in my head
I make life nice, when the process is
complete and I live in my head, I
am the happiest creature
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Pearly Drops (Revised)
On hearing golden-brown voices nothing
but sound transcendence exists, pearly
drops joining into song, networked notes
form chords, evoking feelings forgotten
- an exit out of this world
Realities' rules force orthodoxy to hide
inner events transporting away unwary
dreamers - until I awake all work stays
undone, time for action gone after eons
unproductively spent invisibly dreaming
Only a shining countenance exists, an
inner fire that cannot be quenched by
events taking place in the world outside,
a dream I can repeat whenever the
music plays again
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Be Renewed
Incoherent people cannot talk, cannot
use words to convey their meaning, explain
what they are feeling, incoherent people can
only wonder about the forlorn meandering
of their own thoughts
Notes twinkling like ice-cubes, passing me
by, no music left, only the darkness inside,
must learn to fill it up with gleaming
interest - the words are lost, empty
lines running on
Without rhythm and sound; tomorrow
will bring a new story of beauty, dragons
and glory, dreamers shall be victorious over
sorrow, bring joy of dancing fellows -
tomorrow life shall be renewed
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