Stranger than fiction… ; or the hemogoblin dance.

Stranger than fiction,

a call from the wild,

time to return to cliches,

through to the camera obscura,

and with that the umbilical chord that penetrated it.

The embrace,

the collapse,

return,

return,

eternally,

mein wanderers.

We have become mass consumers of our own minds,

in cerebrum malls,

a distant, subtle yet burning self loathing permeating the substances,

in the canals of our subtlest bodies.

Pirates in gondolas.

The neurotic throb,

subterranean in jolly tourists.

Yet we skip, chorus like,

miss the nomad.

That gracefully receives the refusal,

time and time again,

the snub,

the chronic snubbing.

To take a look,

a look,

just one,

which might suffice to bring down the glacial palaces of suspended scintillants,

forever recharging the transparent pipe of hard anaemia inducing rocks.

And the irony is,

if perceived,

and our times are for that seeing,

as always reinforced with the solid concrete blocks of a hypocrisy,

so crisp it has turned white with thresholds surpassed…

silicon to plasma.

And again love finds me,

on this conquering waxing gibous night,

peace,

yes, peace,

again,

welcome,

a middle so gentle,

so finely balanced.

That even the demons are suffused to a surrender, oh so molecular,

swaying at the hips.

Slow motion,

white rock’n roll,

beige rock an roll,

warm,

powdery,

10 thousand frames a second,

superimposition,

morphing,

a second,

gushing duplication, a retina can’t fathom,

and this it’s bliss,

and peace again.

Thank you.

Copyright, 2014.

My Story

My Story. 2021. Lyrics Below.

I was born on the 31st of January

Bliss of being was my sanctuary

Had Yet to become a member

Of a society yet to prosper

I Sheepishly gave my allegiance when i was a toddler

And so i entered the illusionary realm of the other

A divided self among others

Conflicted inside looking for brothers

The game was afoot

Chasing cerebral soot

Almost oblivious to a lost paradise

For which i didn’t yet know the price

Yet something never felt correct

Covered in the background like a tiny insect

And as i grew so did the discomfort

Pursuing ever expanding ghosts and more soot

Until i hit 30 

And so did my unhappiness hit me

This is when i abandoned all and took up a quest for the answer

Little did i know that via this route the little insect was growing bigger

Overturning spiritual and quantum literature

Like there was no tomorrow

Losing friends and money for this new obsession which was on full burner

And then one day after meditating

I realised i’d been in a bubble striving and striving

It burst and so did my rapture

I danced ecstatically for i had been freed from minds capture

My conceptual prison collapsed and my eyes opened forever

But the journey had just begun and Clouds came back to hover

What i didn’t realise was that what was crumbling was my persona

To keep this freedom was a challenge like no other

Then One day i found that i was eternity

William Blake’s words came back to me

And i understood with all my being his sagacity

But still there was brewing in my personality

Finally i woke up one day in a mental hospital

And realised clearly i had to let go of all

And so this is my story as real as that can be

And it is also yours for i am you and you are me

Presence Is The Key by Scarlet Anima with Lyrics

Presence Is The Key, by Scarlet Anima, 2020. Lyrics below.

Subtract a nervous disposition

Be still and confront the demon

Mon dieu give me strength 

To rise above the wrench

I’d rather sit on a bench

And contemplate the vicious stench

Of an ego a million years old

I will no longer be sold 

Like a black slave

Observe but no longer identify with the knave

Here it comes, thought, feelings, body

The truth is I am nobody

Simply life 

Flowing as me with no strife

Delight in a light that glows even at night

As tight as a sight with no spite

Lift and elevate to a state of no state 

Beyond notions of experience, I have no fate

Placate the wounds that dwell deep in the flesh

Liberate the energy trapped in the mesh

Spin the sin 

Reclaim the sanskrit

You missed the mark

Reclaim your grit

Nothing is wrong

You simply went astray

Lay down and reclaim your way

Drop guilt

Full of ideas that society built

We are innocent 

Even amidst the indecent 

Disbelieve in the descent

Hell is simply the serpent

Disbelieve in the descent

Hell is simply the serpent

A thought that we believe

Knowledge up our sleeve 

Let it go so we can truly know

The ego is not an enemy

Presence is the key 

for humanity to be free

For you to be me

Presence is the key