FEAR KNOWS
NO
SHAME
YOUR IDEA
OF GOD
IS
COCK-EYED
WHAT’S MORE
BEAUTIFUL
THAN
USEFUL
YOU CAN’T MOVE
A MOUNTAIN
WITH WIND
He who walks
in the way of God
is distinguished by five things:
1) He is free from anxiety
about his daily needs.
2) Everything he does is done for the glory of God.
3) He struggles constantly
with his weaknesses
and negative feelings.
4) He strives to remember
himself always
and in everything.
5) He remembers that he is
mortal and may die
at any moment.
How many
have been lured
into destruction
by being well treated,
have been misled
by being protected,
have been seduced
by being well spoken of!
God the glorified
tries no one
with a trial like
fulfillment.
REB MENDEL
SAID ONCE
TO HIS FOLLOWERS:
I WANT YOU TO ABSTAIN FROM SIN,
NOT BECAUSE IT IS FORBIDDEN TO SIN, BUT SIMPLY
FOR LACK OF TIME.
THE GERMANS,
LIKE THE RUSSIANS, TAKE GOOD-WILL
FOR WEAKNESS, TOLERANCE
FOR INEFFECTIVENESS
EXERCISE
GENEROSITY
NOT AS A VIRTUE
BUT AS A
CORRECTIVE
Concentrate
upon spirituality
as you will.
It will shun you
if you are unworthy.
Write about it, comment
upon it. It will decline to
benefit you; it will flee.
But, if it sees your
concentration,
it may come to your hand
like a trained bird.
Like a peacock,
it will not sit in an
unworthy place.
MESSAGE TO THE DEVIL:
You’re very clever you weak little devil.
You grab at anything that will
help you make an impression,
so you tried to grab the Work.
Power over others is really what
you wanted in order to maintain
your as if existence.
Frightened little devil you must
continually try to fool them all.
Tell them they don't remember,
tell them they have no respect,
tell them they lie, make them
guilty guilty guilty,
crush them, yell at them,
show them how to be ruthless -
just like you.
You are an evil little devil.
But now the Work
has stuck in your throat and
you can no longer spit it out.
The Work caught you
at your own game.
AND NO
HUMAN BEING
CAN DIE
SAVE BY
GOD’S LEAVE,
AT A TERM
PRE-ORDAINED
ONE’S BRAIN
IS SO ACCUSTOMED
TO CONFLICT
THAT ONE REJECTS ANY OTHER
FORM OF LIVING
WHEN THE MIND
IS WEIGHTED-DOWN BY THE THINGS
IT HAS GATHERED, THE HEART
WITHERS.
NO ONE
CAN REPENT
UNTIL
GOD GIVES HIM
THE POWER
‘WE SOUGHT SOLOMON’S RING
IN ALL THINGS...
WE FOUND IT
IN SPIRITUAL POVERTY, AND THERE
WE FOUND REPOSE. NOTHING WAS SO PLEASING AS THIS.’
The devil keeps hammering
his subtle persuasion until
the learned man becomes
convinced that he should
set about teaching people.
Then the devil intimates
to the scholar,
“you should embellish your
thoughts with pretty language
and impressive conceits.
Also play up your
qualifications.
Otherwise your words won’t
have much effect; they
won’t reach people’s hearts
and they will not succeed
in attaining the truth.”
GOD CONSCIOUSNESS
CANNOT BE ATTAINED
BY A MIND THAT IS
HESITANT,
HYPOCRITICAL,
EVASIVE,
CALCULATING,
REACTIONARY,
ARGUMENTATIVE,
PARTIAL,
TRICKY OR TWISTED
IN ANY WAY.
ST. ISAAC THE SYRIAN SAID:
HE WHO
HAS BEEN ABLE
TO SEE HIMSELF
AS HE IS
IS BETTER
THAN HE
WHO HAS BEEN ABLE TO SEE THE ANGELS
NOR
CAST A SHADOW
BETWEEN
YOURSELF
AND ALLAH
‘THANK GOD
CHRIST WASN’T KILLED
FIFTY YEARS AGO,
BECAUSE
EVERYONE WOULD BE WALKING AROUND WITH LITTLE
ELECTRIC CHAIRS
AROUND
THEIR NECKS’
the appearance of assurance
in a battered leaky boat
the waves approach
they're ten feet tall
an inner voice says
ain't nothing at all
but water !
Don't wilt
in the light
of the Truth
I AM the prayer bead and I AM the string
I AM the honey and I AM the sting
I AM the church bell and I AM the ring
I AM the knowledge and I AM the being
I AM the song , it is I that do sing
the finger that points
and the bloody gold ring
I AM the sinner and I AM the sin
I AM the prize
and the one who does win
i've heard the crow
it seems i must go
let no one mourn
i've seen the show
the purpose it seems
is to see the dreams
and to go out clean !
HIS
the girls it's true
they dress to show
all the things i wish to know
once more again although i've seen
a thousand times within my dreams
but now this flesh is real, moist
it's at this point i have no choice
to touch and taste
to have and hold
to make a move so very bold
who can resist this energy
i want to do it more than pee !
it's not this way
and it's not that way too
so where you gonna go
and what are you gonna do
if you cannot find someone
to share your fantasy
who you gonna talk to
who you gonna be !
HOMECOMING
you'd better learn to live at home
and share your space with those that roam
as you do when you wish to see
if you can find a place to be
with friends
not looking for a ride
but just a quiet place to hide
from those that take them foolishly
that sap their strength incessantly
and leave them little space to breathe
they come to you for some relief
you'd better learn to live at home
and share your space with those that roam
for those that come for reasons true
never any harm will do
but share a space and help it grow
and not impose their own floorshow
don't look like
you've been looking
you've been looking for
a safe train on
a package tour
the advice of the masses
the advice of the wise
the suspicious bank teller
the most hopeful bride
the thought of tomorrow
the impending storm
the drunk on your door step
the babies being born
i'll tell you my children
it's not very clear
why we're born in the first place
why it's so hard to hear
the voice of eternity
as it tries to break through
with its wisdom and patience
christian moslem or jew
the truth you want
to speak so much
is just a lot of silly mush
it's really not the truth
you see
just pointing out some falsity
so we keep busy with our minds
rehashing things another time
not realising a bit
the shit, no matter how
it's shook
will never take us
where we look
for clarity and peace of mind
restricted not by
sense-bound time
'oh ho' you say
'what big words used'
i say to you
'baby needs shoes'
you say
'alright, indeed why not
i think it's leather that
you've got'
in the belly of the devil
as the vomit of a spy
as jonah in the whale
as the catcher in the rye
as the nubian guard of arabian sheikhs
as the babylon whore separating her cheeks
as the king's tax collector
as the pimp on his beat
as the greedy dog catcher
as the bitches in heat
as the guard in the jail house
as a cop on the take
for country or family
we'll outdo the snake !
what man asks from man
essentially only god can give
god can only give it
if man cleans up his act !
i see a lot of shipwrecks
hanging from a cliff
i see a lot of shipwrecks
listing in the mist
i see the tide go to and fro
i see the waves
that roll and grow
i see the waters dance
those ships
they hardly had a chance !
YA'LLAH
now you children
get you out
of the city
from the gout
struggle in
relationship
get to know
your brother quick
take it easy
day by day
learn to think
and learn to pray
the mad men
run society
no time to argue
time to flee
ETERNITY
the lord has blessed me
in his way
the truth is shown
as they say
he showed me death
which leaves me free
to live in his
eternity
I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU
yes yes, ho ho,
like santa claus
like saville row
stick with us and we'll take care
of all your needs, from here to there !
tell me what your picture's like
of life, of company
tell me what your picture's like
at breakfast, evening tea
tell me what your picture's like
of business, family
tell me what your picture's like
tell me what you see !
on the way to nowhere
through the gates of hell
through the lovely pictures
in a prison cell
mothers teach their children
how to read and spell
hardly any prison breaks
only yell, yell, yell
in HELL !
life on earth
is a punishment
you have to
buy a ticket out
you have to
learn something !
when there is no day, no night
when there is no greed no fright
when the hand has opened wide
when there is no more false pride
when the pain has entered deep
burning out the dreams, the sleep
welcomed as a force so bold
changing all it touched to gold
once you've got your money
and all that it had bought
once you've got your will made out
once you've got your plot
no doubt by then you're 'well along
in years' i think it's said
and surely ain't got no complaints
as was you that made your bed
but what of all the others
with their bankers brokers too
do you think by any chance
they're contented just like you ?
who is you
and
who is me
and if it's true
that we are one
then how come
we talk together like two
like me and you
for as it seems
is that part of dreams
that one asks
and someone else replies ?
IT'S NOT JUST THE STORY
OF YOU AND ME
IT'S THE STORY OF
HUMANITY !
i've come from a war zone
there's fighting going on
the children's lives are on the line
the blood's upon the ground
the people, stuck in dreamland
with all the glory, pride
they cannot move
they cannot think
and scared like hell to die !
they said it wasn't possible
for the lord to speak his mind
they thought that it was crazy
to say man's eyes were blind
to say his ears were deaf
an insult to his being
the last thought they
could tolerate
was the thought
that they'd been seen
THE LAST THING
AN EGO
CAN AFFORD
IS TO
UNDERSTAND !
White man
talk with
forked tong
GOOD AS ME
how good i am
how clean and pure
it's all the others
i am sure
who by their force and ignorance
cause me all this pain i sense
since i've heard of higher things
it's clear to me from what i've seen
if everyone could only be
as good as me
if they could see
then all would surely be alright
a peace could reign the world would light
if only they could learn to hear
how good i am how much i bear
now i just can't communicate
they're all so strange there's so much hate
and what an awful thing would be
were this the way that they see me !
the question's always
where you're going
never where you are
the question's always
will you love me
should you travel far
those questions always
pose themselves
as if there's answers clear
that subtle error no one sees
blocks out the now & here
MIRROR MIRROR
ON THE WALL
don't fight your fears or speculate
on how to dodge jealousy and hate
but try for once to visualise
the life of him that you despise
the truth that there can nothing be
outside yourself that you can see
that doesn't rest within your being
this so called outer thing you've seen
so if you know your brother well
you've seen yourself within his shell
and by this act eliminate
all the painful hurt and hate
TOUCH LIGHTLY
even you that study
you who say you work
remember your aim
and that you are
yet to attain it
and
even now
and until then
you are
violent man !
what's my motivation
what's my state of mind
how to see the future
recognise your kind
ICARUS
i've seen big hearts
so big in fact
it's hard to take
as not an act
when they jump their hurdles quick
you're happy to survive the kick
but have you ever seen them run
into a wall, it's not much fun
the rider on the ground so stunned
he can't recall how it begun
so those with hearts like giant balloons
best check the wind and check the moon
secure the right to navigate
stay on course the time is late !
sincerity, sincerity
hath thou forsaken me
that i am blind
and cannot see
the simple truth
that dwells in me
they taught me
how to dodge and lie
to hide my feelings by and by
and now it's reached
that awful point
where i no longer know
what's right
it seems i've lost my faculty
of knowing my sincerity !
patience and perseverance
you must push on
with patience
whayever that
might mean
you must have patience
but nit forget
the truth
you once had seen !
the haemorrhoid of humanity
hanging from a slit
the haemorrhoid of humanity
bleeding in the shit
the haemorrhoid of humanity
crying in its pain
expanding in self pity
embarrassed with its stain
I will not talk
I will not lie
i've had enough my friend
Good-Bye !
my work is not dependent on
another word another song
it all depends on where i rest
within my soul within my breast
so get thee from me with your claims
for our support in your small aims
though if you're heading for the top
i'll walk with you and i'll not stop
to dally in the daffodils
to praise the sky
or praise the hills
or drip some blood
' cause here and there
a cloud descends
from god knows where !
NEXT STEP
before you consider
next step
be sure
you stand balanced
where you are !
you know it's really not the same
to walk in sunshine walk in rain
a heart of gold a heart of ice
a gesture or something right
and should you ask me what i see
i say come back when you can be
within your body and your heart
and not merely being smart
there i can talk to you or show
a little bit of what i know
and if by chance
you wish to take
remember -
you must be awake !
things do not
move along in life
they
merely shake !
once you've thought of afterwards
or the place that you have been
once you've thought of who'll be there
or who you might have seen
once you've thought of who said what
and who'll be next to scream
once you've seen imagination's
not the same
as being
GOOD NEWS
in heaven
there ain't no jews
there ain't no christians too
no moslems buddhists hindus sikhs
there could be me and you
even that is doubtful
as god is one in us
when we reach his resting place
there's only him
just just !
FIRST OF ALL
you're analysing everyone
know just what they should do
best see that you're first grounded
and happy you're just you !
it seems sometimes you'll always be
a little girl that i can see
afloat within a fantasy
with little men who look like me
behind the changing pictures, mood
deeper than the parts that brood
farther than the emerald sea
in essence
where the you and me
dissolve into a unity
where i am you
and you are me
HERS
the boys they give me a-tten-tion
when they say stay i want to come
although my super-ego says best run
it seems we know this son of a gun
'cause though i tingle and i blush
a bit confused with this hot rush
there's something in me that can see
i'll soon be back upon my knees
well it's alright not bad in fact
this waiting for another smack
that's sure to come were he to see
the place my lips next wish to be !
the mind is but a third of us
our heart our body is the rest
just to use that little part
however shrewd however smart
neglects the total creation
distorts the view negates the one
knows not the father not the son
it's true this seems an abstract thought
could lead to somewhere
could lead to naught
however limited our mind
however changing lost in time
but once again you're told to be
attentive to your heart body
not obsessed with outer change
know your body heart n' brains
have patience to review the lot
don't get lost in outer plots
find your way to what rings true
get to know me as i know you !
essence mixed with personality
eventually and inevitably adds up
to a sentimental fraud
or a terrorist
or a combination
of the two
are you a christian
is there love in your heart
are you a christian
or just talking smart
are you a moslem
know allah the one
or just playing mind games
just having some fun
are you a jew
are you
are you
oh my god my dear man
i'm no other than you !
we guessed how it was
then we checked
and it's true
the american dream
has dissolved
boo hoo hoo
we're left with blank check books
with pavement and glass
with kids we can't speak to
with cars without gas
oh my god oh my god
what has happened to us
where were we running
why all the fuss
we guessed how it was
then we checked
and it's true
the american dream
has dissolved boo hoo hoo
love is hiding
in disguise
covered up
with hate despise
if you can take it
and distill
the rubbish
from material
you've done your work
extremely well
you've bought your ticket
out of hell !
ask your son's forgiveness
ask it once again
ask your son's forgiveness
ask it for your sins
ask your son's forgiveness
for the violence
ask your son's forgiveness
discover love again through him
oh dear how we were so asleep
how our anger did arise
how the violence of society
did blind us in the eyes
how the pressure of the daily cares
did squeeze us here and there
how our love turned into anguish
though in fact we really care
it's all still going on
an endless view
an endless song
if you fold life over
opposite
on
opposite
contradiction
on
contradiction
enough times
it will
disappear !
IF I'M
SO BAD
THEN YOU
BE GOOD !
ground somewhat damp
leaves on the ground
trees like a forest
hardly a sound
the smell of damp bark
and sweetness of moss
the twitter of birds
and the call of a frog
the end of horizon
the sun breaking through
shedding curtains of light
through life's very milieu
every man who
carries a gun
believes he does so
for a good reason
the soul of each man
demands respect
the man with a gun
can insist upon it !
we saw the dreams
turn into nightmares
we saw the hope
turn into fear
we saw the children
turn into zombies
we saw the joy
turn into tears
the obvious is
not so
obvious
each person living
in his own
dream
some elements shared
some disputed
by others
dreams changing
not realizing
their relativity
and that
he stands
behind it all
she saw a lot
but not enough
closed her eyes
to the fire
and only
smoked a puff
i am a cavalryman's daughter
he rode to battle
one last time
i am a cavalryman's daughter
everything i see
i think is mine
what am i to do today
to do
what am i to say today
to who
who can take a fraction of
the energy they all call love
who'll sacrifice time for
what is new
A NIGHT OUT
tell me something of yourself please do
and if it's interesting and true
i'll know it from your tone and looks
it's not the same as words from books
or something you're repeating now
you've heard from
god knows where or how
we feel the difference very sharp
of what is yours and what is not
and it doesn't have to be profound
truthfulness is always sound
it warms our soul it gives us food
an honest man an honest mood
so here i am and there you are
two simple people in a bar
sip our drinks - communicate
another life another fate
so happy once again to see
a man who knows that he'll be free
to see the world with all its shit
and yet not be caught in it
what is left to say
pray tell
you've turned and twisted
down in hell
so let the mind
disintegrate
and rise above
its bitter taste
to gentle breeze
and warming sun
where one is all
and all is one
don't be afraid to be alone
it's needed sometimes for the tone
we start in nothingness where we're shown
the bigger picture of all that's known
and then we try to set a course
encounter difficulties without remorse
don't be afraid to be alone
it's there we find our passive tone
to ring it strong to ring it deep
the base to penetrate our sleep
pain is the
current
patience
functions in time
the fullness of patience
is the end of time
if you pray to god god god
remember for god's sake
your neighbour
whom you love or not
is also part of the cake
if god created you my friend
although you're hard to see
as strange and awkward it may seem
he too created me !
YOUR WORLD
it's your world it's your world
it's not the same for me
it's your world it's your world
it's just the way you see
it's your world it's your world
it's not the same for him
it's your world it's your world
the only place you'll win
it's your world it's your world
best do your best within
it's your world it's your world
it's your world it's your world
GREAT SOCIETY
what a deathly lie it was
for those with eyes to see
what a deathly lie it was
this great society
WITHIN
within the cells
within the genes
is the life force
that's so clean
it's never touched
by nature's rush
it's us
it cares not
for the crutch
and not much
for that rush
the wisdom of life
is how to be careful
the wisdom of the work
is how to be purposeful
your
BUSINESS
is your
METHOD
of getting what you
WANT
that which we use
to block out the devil
we use to
block out god !
he is not there
for himself
anymore
that is surrender
and acceptance
in fact
culture
is not conscious
it is nothing
but a gestalt
of
collective conditioning
we are married
to love
or
we are married
to fear
(serve one or the other!)
new book -
'my ugly friends'
GOODNESS
goodness is
just a trick
so you can stop
from getting sick
for if you know
the people's pain
which often looks
so very vain
you see
that just below it rests
our common home
the best of bests !
CIRCLES
life's small circles
drifting on
creating illusion of
one line of time
all repeating
lost in reverse
feeding the moon
hand in the purse
two, four, six, eight
come on all let's meditate
take a rest from
ego trips
feel your toesies
and your wrists
sink yourself
within a chair
pretend you have
not got one care
find yourself
the energy
you'll need it
to be free !
TAIL WAGS THE DOG
we work and save
as money melts
it seems so brave
you want to shout
the freedom from financial stress
is what it's all about we guess
we see those flashy millionaires
on t.v. sets with all their airs
that's evidence we think
they look so happy, in the pink
so happiness is what it's for
but no one tells you anymore
to love your neighbour, everyone
just guard your money with a gun
t.v. is not like real life
for sure the bible's closer
death's just around the corner friend
put that gun back in its holster
nothing broken
beyond repair
just a little rusty
here and there
before you can rightfully ask
what to do
you must locate yourself
until then
there is no one there
to do - anything
must first learn
the difference
between yourself
and
your false selves
clearly !
go go baby
do your thing
whatever you do
whatever it will bring
THE ROAD TO
DIS-ILLUSION-MENT
IS PAVED
WITH LOVE
the difference
between :
1) - i understand
2) - i agree
3) - i will do
low as low as low can be
hardly one drop
of energy
close as close as close to death
as anyone could
ever be
body shakes and head is dull
all people like an anchor be
around my neck
in dirty sea
pulling pulling pulling me
we've been here before and did survive
through god's will god knows why
but this time
where is there to go
we've seen enough of life to know
what are you asking ?
(it is what drives you!)
you ask but do not
listen (hear)
you do not hear because
you have not recognized
your own question !
It's not our falth
that lacks in strength
but eyes that see
the light that's bent
and ears that pick
selectively
that which is already
went
sheik hassan
a grand old man
takes on children
by the hand
to hell they say
with what you do
you're mad we see
you know that's true
to god belongs
another logic
emotions force
that brings the profit
not to do with
time or space
but distant wall
that blocks out grace
HEVENU SHALOM ALEICHEM
why should we send our friends
to sleep
with little pecks upon the cheek
with fond caresses
and what seems
a little fuel for their dreams
we're told that it's so very nice
and if we don't we're cold as ice
as they might have to speculate
upon their fear upon their hate
so we go on just as we should
within a script of hollywood
and with limp body by our side
pretending it's not suicide
leave the mind another day
when we will think and even pray
to know the fullness of our joy
dependent not on girl or boy
hey hey Mr. Herzel
see what you've
gone and done
the girlies sell their bodies
the soldiers sell their guns
only hints are given
for the
pure of heart
to see
we do this work
and write the words
for the most part
misunderstood
as egos jump
to catch a phrase
and find themselves
a little dazed
as one word
cancels out the next
a wall is sensed
within the text
so how to fly
when caught within
the spider web
the mind does spin
to find that real i
that's us
in open spaces
cleared of brush
where no word
twisted turned or bent
can touch us
in the place we've went
when you say
that you want god
or peace or truth or justice
you're coming from an idea
a selection from the suchness
the suchness of the total
the suchness of the all
the suchness of vibrations
the suchness of the call
a word is just a word you see
if the word be god or vanity
word is just a word you see
picture frame for fantasy
FOURTH WAY
your way is one way
his way is a second way
there are many third ways
there is but one fourth way
understanding is 'seeing' what is
under the surface
and what it
stands on - - as far
back as you can
go - - (i.e. the
assumption behind the
assumption)
on the ephemeral level there is
no possible understanding of why
or even what a person is doing.
it is the sum total of desires,
inclinations and extraneous forces
acting at a point in time and space
a lad, a lad, a lad
in knickers
a lad, a lad in
tight white slacks
a lad, a lad, a lad
who snickers
how can a lad like that
make me so sad
you'll be surprised to know
that god
isn't sentimental
at all
no shit !
the high wire
is fastened
on one end
pure love
at the other end
pure contempt
guilt is a symptom
of people who
still live under
the illusion
that they
can do !
anyone for
god, good
and
universality
as bombs are dropped on people
folks, just like you and me
our mothers tell the children
to brush their teeth and pee
before they go to bed at night
and bother nobody
in just a few short years you see
a soldier they can be
not later
not with someone else
not some other place
not outside yourself
FRIDAY / FRIDAY
when it's always friday, friday
when the moon is always new
when you're always very happy
same time always feeling blue
when your friend is always coming
when he's always leaving too
when you see a real christian
must understand a real jew
seeing a moslem as his brother
at the same time a hindu
when the sun is always rising
night time rushing to meet you
we get to hear his story
and how his thinking works
we get to know this person
not less than those from books
we hear those things consistent
the contradictions too
we try to be as patient
as we would with me or you
a man a man in real life
a man like you and me
a man a man in real life
not just some fine story !
i asked the lord
just where to go
with whom to be
activity
he said
with me my son
with what will be
we'll tread the wheel
and move the sea
in heaven's name
just you and me
so all that have
the eyes to see
will get a taste
of unity
how do you drop your fear
they say
they say it must be done
each day
each hour minute sec
it seems
must flush it
from the world of dreams
but what about tomorrow
as demands are sure to come
and what about the children
and old age we're running from
who can deny necessity
for the basics shelter food
who in heaven's name my friend
can criticize our mood
but still they go on saying
it's fear that you must drop
they say to love your neighbour
appreciate your lot
we can see how you feel
all alone all alone
wondering wondering
just why you were born
we can see how you feel
on the face of this earth
living this mystery
this thing they call birth
* 'happy birthday to you $
& we're born in a zoo !
^ the kids seem to know it @
# now we see it too !' *
how many years
have you wanted it
how many years
you idiot
now is the time
to feel good
who do you want
to tell you
you should ?
i once knew a soldier who wished he could cry
i once knew a journalist who wished she could sigh
i once knew a scientist who doubted his eye
i once knew a mother who wished she could die
i once knew a rabbi who wished he knew why
i once knew a painter who painted the sky
i once knew a teacher who wished to get high
i once knew a student who wanted to fly
it's funny how few will take it as is
break everything down and make it a quiz
if the mind doesn't struggle
they think something's wrong
won't open their hearts
won't join in a song
want to keep up with the madness they see
won't step aside in the hpe to be free
if their virtue ain't visible to you and to me
they wish they were dead
oh lord oh lord'y !
MOTHER THERESA
the fear of pain is what we flee
we flee in fright eternally
the pain in fact is oh so sweet
though who'd believe a trick so neat
that just below the line of fear
the angels blow their trumpets clear
we clutch at love and strangle it
that's fear again we're in the shit
we tell another what to do
that's fear my friend
i'm telling you
i say don't work to change a thing
but try and act from love
i say don't judge your fellow being
remember what's above
the fear of pain though natural
must cease for you to know the all
that some call god and some call peace
you drop your fear
o.k. my boy so i'm up to here
but you've gone so far
that you're nowhere near
to seeing the story to seeing the pace
all you can think of is not losing face
the banks have gone frantic
the governments too
the armies get ready they want to use you
they tell you the danger is everywhere now
who is the enemy, who can tell ?
it may be your boss or some union chief
it may be your child or some other creep
they just could be yellow
they just could be brown
fur hats and boots or maybe a gown
no one will say for certain you see
'cause what comes up tomorrow
cannot now be seen
except for some patterns
except for some facts
the building has fallen
you'll soon hear the smack !
what about the children
must they do it all again
live their lives in fancy dreams
just to find
that in the end
all they thought was real
all they thought was right
was just a lot of imitation
of people they thought bright
is there not another way
some essentials
they might grasp
get ready for a real world
a new age
that's coming fast !
take me from my prison
they call
take me from my prison
that's all
the bars unbending
the walls are tall
fear and violence
one and all
take me from my prison
though this food
is all i know
could this by chance
be what they mean
by 'reaping what you sow' !
you don't have to pretend to me
you know what's right from wrong
you don't have to pretend
you know all about this song
you don't have to pretend
to love so very much
you don't have to pretend to me
to pretend so very much
i sit with my people
in an ocean of pain
the sun sometime shines
but we see mostly rain
we now understand why
people can't see
we now understand why
people can't be
we now understand why
people do kill
we now understand how
the fear eats the will !
can you love a black man
can you love a jew
can you love an alley cat
can you love me too
can you love the flowers
can you love the sun
can you love your enemy
when he's got you on the run
you must pretend
that they exist
although
the fiction's clear
you must pretend that
someone's there
and not just
some hot air
you little girl you've gotten sick
you've felt the rough end
of the stick
the smooth and fitted end i hold
allows the swing to be so bold
so pick yourself another place
a place within - no need to race
to distant lands in hope of cover
for when you're true
the stick's like rubber
that bounces harmlessly again
you know your place
you know your man
THE ONLY THING THAT IS
UNFORGETTABLE IS DEATH
going out
like a drop of water
through the universe
all is shed
and left behind
the trip has started
blind to time
as metamorphose change to bits
the weakened structure by its wits
and sends death's energy flying past
as the one
that seeks
the last
frightful in its turbulence
beauty in its permanence
terrible conversion
that takes us to the sea
why the panic for god's sake
you must leave all you cannot take
a single thing a single thought
at the end all comes to naught
all the things we leave behind
include our deeds include our mind
the ego just disintegrates
there's nothing left at heaven's gate
your only job is here and now
without pretension or a bow
so clean the heart - eliminate
all the worry violence hate
and leave you ready
leave you true
to meet your maker
when you're through
the goats are there
there's germs in the air
it's really for the friends
i write
i might
i could be told sometime
i need to say
another line
that could be heard
from somewhere else
for those still reaching
still saying 'ouch'
convinced within
their servitude
that all is hateful
all is crude
perhaps would like
to hear a voice
that indicates
there is a choice
saw a picture
a few days back
it was me at two and a half
a face so true
a face with heart
a face so new
on heaven's chart
i said, that boy
with so much glee
that very boy's inside of me
if he could smile
as he did
it's up to me
to let him live
to keep a lid
on showmanship
and let that kid relax a bit
saints & martyrs
where are you
your work ain't finished
you're not yet through
you weren't so wrong
it could take all
your life's required
the order's tall
no longer bend
no longer shake
you'll take it
if the end's
a stake !
i moved from school to the next
with counterclaims about some text
of each one selling what he's got
he seeks for naught
he finds he's bought
another package of what seems
some bits and pieces of a dream
so there it is, another twist
of sense perception in a mist
another picture on a screen
e n o u g h -
it makes you want to scream
can't we step back
to firmer ground
and watch the rest
go round and round
to know the difference
when we touch a rock
or just some foaming slush
we thought it all had finished
the world had all run out
so many things had crumbled
there hardly was a doubt
it all turned into a dream
with pieces here and there
revolving in their circles
hardly worth a care
but now to our surprise
i confess sometimes delight
it's not exactly that we're wrong
but neither were we right
it all goes on its merry way
with force from god knows where
with people chasing rainbows
as if they really care
as if it leads to something
to somewhere, sometime soon
as they pursue their daydreams
reflected in a moon
love is hiding
in disguise
covered up with
hate despise
if you can take it
and distill
the rubbish
from material
you've done your work
extremely well
you've bought your ticket
out of hell !
Always waiting
waiting waiting
always waiting
waiting - woh !
always waiting
waiting waiting
it just hit me
holy c o w !
doctor doctor tell me where
is my heart and Medicare
my headache lungs and lower back
drive me crazy you big quack
aspirin rest and moderation
oh you genius you sensation
i know the truth is simple too
but not so simple me and you
let's disengage let's go our way
trade our wives throw in our pay
take the children from the school
laugh and play and be the fool
but what you say of higher ends
best reach the middle
from there it bends
the past the future now are one
in iron-lung no songs are sung
not time or space
family nor race
can root a man
in his true place
save love of god
and its embrace
hey little girl
what's bothering you
all that your father told you is true
that you must be trained
and must not rely
on anyone else for that pie in the sky
but hey don't be bitter
but gee don't be sad
if you do a good job
later you're glad
all that your father told you is true
though he by himself
could not lead you through
all the paths of the maze
all the changing milieu
you'll develop a nose
to spot what is true
PROSTITUTION
what you tell me
i must do
that i must pay you
for this screw
i tell you something
though you'll scream
i owe you nothing
not a thing
i won't acknowledge any debt
what you give is what you get !
strength, strength
it's all a dream
do what you must
see what's to be seen
your friends on the mountain
keep changing their view
the higher they get
they'll still see you too
sometime it's so lonely
one seems so apart
but that's only the dream
we're all one at the heart
so do what you must
see what's to be seen
at the end of the road
we realise being !
RUST
IS THE COLOUR
SAYS IT ALL
THE RISING SUN
ALL ELSE WILL FALL
LIKE CRUMBS OF BREAD
LIKE GRAINS OF SAND
THE DESERT
THEN
THE PROMISED LAND
JESUS SAID
i am an instrument of the lord
he talks through me for sure
the message is so simple
wake up and learn the score
your heads are buried in the sand
don't know from shit no more
admit the inner changes
pretend nothing no more
to those that call you fool
to those that call you creep
it's all inconsequential
'cause they too are asleep
they dream their dreams in darkness
they think they see you too
but if their minds are like your own
which they are for sure
it's all a very shifty lot
it's not the same for long
and what they think of anyone
is as useless as this song
the aim
is to get you above it
the method
is to get you through it
they say the world
is coming to an end
and what are we to do
it might be just a form of speech
or then again be true
it's hard to think so very clear
in a world so vast and fast
especially if we're prone to have
haemorrhoids up our ass
jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem jerusalem
Jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem is here
jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem my dear
jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem of gold
jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem jerusalem
jerusalem of old
you cannot do
for another person
what he must do
for himself
it doesn't mean
at all my friend
that there's no
such thing
as help
big problems
small problems
they're all the same
a turn to the left
a blocked
dead end lane
the pendulums swing
from the left to the right
it might take a year
or it might take a night
it might take a life time
it may take a sec
they'll swing and they'll swing
'till there ain't nothing left
big problems small problems
they're all the same
a turn to the left
a blocked dead end lane
those that are older
those that are grey
look like your father
mother or maid
you'll be the child
do as you should
they'll pat your head
tell you you're good
then you'll await
their mext compliment
give it your all
till your energy spent
those that are older
those that are grey
look like your father
mother or maid
can you remember when you knew
many things you thought were true
like red was bad and so was blue
communist or maybe Jew
black was black
and white was white
left was left
and right was right
NOBODY
to some i'm called son
to some i'm called brother
to some i'm called friend
to some i'm called lover
to some i'm called good
to some i'm called bad
to some i'm called happy
to some i'm called sad
to some i'm called saintly
to some i'm called quack
to some i'm called worthy
to some i'm called slack
i am the one
who knows who i am
i know i am no-body
i am that
i am
certain things they want to hear
and certain things they don't
if it contradicts the media
it's hardly worth a note
machines evolving more than man
enlisting his support
indifferent to his human needs
enticing him with sport
enticing him with fashion
enticing him with fads
telling him that more
waiting on the left bank
for a crumb of bread
waiting on the left bank
for something to be said
waiting on the left bank
searching for a pin
waiting on the left bank
won't get in and swim
it ain't nobody's fault in particular you see
the madness the insanity
for generations man was taught
to organise his outer lot
ideas big ideas small
to organise or just play ball
the thought that there could maybe be
a thing or two that we could see
within the confines of our skin
the very place that life begins
was treated like a crazy thought
as man went scheming plotting plots
so there we have our world today
all packaged up and in decay
and yet that's not the total scene
within our soul within our being
eternal forces are at work
deep within you silly jerk !
i am not looking for your pity
but my energy is dangerously low
and i should really rest in the sun
for week or two
my fingers deep
into your muscles
under your ribs
the living history
of your pain and abuse
at least in the act of sex
you take take take
or give give give
to take take take
but now with you
there is nothing to take
except your agony
and later
your resentment
people trying to help
(others and themselves)
with head full of ideas
and heart full of
they build museums to the past
the future seems so bright
the present is a vagueness
something like twilight
why are we all so mad at god
like he's on the other side
resents our inclinations tastes
accuses us of pride
as if he pulls in one direction
we in quite another
then he seems to say :
'My friend, won't you call me brother
it's just not logical for you and me
that things appear the same
you'll have to take my word for it
your end is in my name
ROCK
OF
AGES
IRRITATION
IS
THE NAME
OF
THE GAME
THE TENDENCY
IS TO
ATTRACT
THOSE WHO
‘CONFIRM’
YOUR CURRENT
SELF PICTURE
DEALING WITH
ABNORMALITY
CAN APPEAR
TO BE
ABNORMAL
WHAT
MAKES
WHAT
OKAY
LACK OF
CONSCIENCE
IS
LACK OF
LISTENING
YOU LIVE WITHIN
THE
VIBRATIONAL
LIMITS
OF YOUR
CRITICISMS
A LITTLE BEING
AND
A LOT OF
EXPLANATION
THE LAST
AND
BEST ENERGY
AVAILABLE FOR
TRANSFORMATION
IS
SHAME
AN ANGEL
GOT FASCINATED
WITH ACTION
FLEW INTO A STORM
AND GOT
BLOWN AWAY
EACH CENTER
STRIVES
FOR PEACE
BUT ATTEMPTS
TO GO IT
ALONE
GO TO
THE ENERGY
NOT
THE THOUGHT
THAT
SLIPS AWAY
WHEN
YOU KNOW
HOW TO PAY
YOU'RE WELL
ON
THE WAY
IT DOESN’T
MATTER
WHAT THEY SAY
BECAUSE THEY
NEVER DO IT
ANYWAY
JUST
ONE
THING
THE
LAST WORD
IN
ESOTERIC
KNOWLEDGE
IS
TRANSCENDENCE
REMEMBER
YOURSELF
ALWAYS
AND
EVERYWHERE
SEPARATION
IS THE ISSUE
IDIOT
THE
INNER LIFE
IS THE
AFTER LIFE
THE DEVIL:
PSYCHOLOGICAL
RATIONALE
BASED ON
DISPLEASURE
TIMING
IS
NINE-TENTHS
OF A
RIGHT ACTION
THE END
IS NEAR
THERE IS
ALWAYS A
BETTER STATE
AVAILABLE
JUST
ABOVE YOU
WANTING MORE
IS A
REJECTION
OF THE
PRESENT
HOW LARGE
IS THE
ISSUE
NO ONE
KNOWS
ANYONE
CAN BUY YOU
WITH A LITTLE
ATTENTION
ATTENTION
IS
LIGHT
IS
LOVE
IS
GOD
CONSCIENCE
JUST SLIGHTLY
OFF-KEY
RESULTS IN A
GUILT VIBRATION
EXCITEMENT
JUNKIES
ALWAYS NEED
AN
EGO-FIX
FEAR OF DEATH
IS THE
WRONG KIND
OF
FEAR OF GOD
FALSE PRIDE
IS ALWAYS
IN A STATE
OF
IRRITATION
GOD
IS WHEN
THE WHO
AND
THE WHAT
BECOME
SYNONYMOUS
PEOPLE DON'T SEE
RESPONSIBILITY
IN
UNDERSTANDING
THEY
ONLY SEE
ADVANTAGE
SURE GOD
CAN USE A HAND
BUT
IT HAS TO BE AN
OPEN HAND
THE CENTERS
CRY FOR ACTION
THE SOUL
CRIES FOR
PRESENCE
THE WORD
FLEXIBILITY
WILL TAKE ON
A MUCH
DEEPER MEANING
AS TIME GOES BY
WHAT’S GOOD FOR
YOU
IS GOOD FOR
ME
IS GOOD FOR
US
WHOEVER THAT US
TURNS OUT TO BE
THE WORK
IS
TO SEE
NOT
TO BE SEEN
YOU MUST WANT
TO UNDERSTAND
MORE THAN
YOU WANT
TO GET
YOU WANT
PEACE
BUT CAN
YOU STAND
THE TRUTH
YOU HAVE TO
SUFFER A LOT
IN ORDER
TO KNOW
HOW TO
SUFFER RIGHT
STOP CALLING
THE PAIN
NAMES
HOW TO
WELCOME
PAIN
THE BEARER OF
GOD'S HEALING
THE
THIRD EYE
IS
THE EYE
OF
THE STORM
DO YOU
WANT TO
LOOK GOOD
OR
DO YOU
WANT TO
BE GOOD
ATTENTION
TURNS
POISON
INTO
NECTAR
CONSCIENCE
IS BURIED
IN A
LAND-FILL
ONE GETS
WEAKER
IN DEBT
THAN IN
DEPRIVATION
BREATHE
THE TRUTH
IS THE
PUSH
AND YOU
ARE THE
PATIENCE
A PERSON’S NAME
IS A LABEL
FOR
A PACKAGE
OF PAIN
IF YOU STILL FEEL
CHEATED
AND
FRUSTRATED
BEFORE YOU DIE
YOU'LL COME BACK
FOR
ANOTHER TRY
YOU ARE EITHER
A
THANKFUL
SOMETHING
OR A
NERVOUS
SOMETHING
FAMILY
HAS TURNED
INTO A
PAGAN RELIGION
FULL OF
HUMAN SACRIFICE
EMOTION:
‘ THE DISTORTION
OF AN
UNCONTROLLED
AND
MISPLACED
SENSATION’
CONSCIENCE
IS
CONFLICT FREE
BREATH IS
THE KEY
AND
PAIN IS
THE TURNING
PAIN IS A
HIGH VIBRATION
BEGGING FOR
ATTENTION
GET MARRIED
AND
GO TO
A WEEDING
YOU MUST
BE CAREFUL
NOT TO
DO LESS
THAN YOU
KNOW BEST
YOU PRAY
TO GOD
BUT
YOU BANK
ON
WALL STREET
A LITTLE
AGONIZING
NEVER HURT
ANYONE
REAL JIHAD
IS
THE STRUGGLE
BETWEEN
‘MORALITY’
AND
CONSCIENCE
HU
IS
IT
RELATIONSHIP
IS FOR
TO BE
NOT
TO GET
CONSCIENCE
IS THE
MOTHER
AND
FATHER
OF
REAL LOVE
LAST IS LOST
ANYWAY
TEACHERS
DO NOT BRING
CONCLUSIONS:
THEY BRING
LIGHT
ONE THING
THAT IS
CLEAR
IT’S NO
ACCIDENT
THAT WE ARE
HERE
WHAT A WASTE
OF
BRAIN-ENERGY
WORK IS
NOT ABOUT
CLEVER
IT’S ABOUT
CHANGE
LEARNED A LOT
BUT
HAVE NO IDEA
OF WHAT IT IS:
IT’S ALL
SECOND-FORCE
A FAULT
DENIED
IS
A FAULT
DOUBLED
USE
THE PORTION
OF WHAT
YOU’VE GOT
TO GET
THE FULLNESS
OF WHAT
YOU WANT
THOSE
WITHOUT AIM
ARE
FAIR GAME
CHANGE
IS THE
NAME
OF THE
AIM
COMMON
WISDOM
IS MORE
COMMON
THAN IT IS
WISDOM
JUST SAY
NO
AND
MEAN IT
THEY THINK
MONEY
IS WISDOM
AND NOT
USING IT
IS MORALITY
SENTIMENTALITY
IS
NOT!
THE WORK
WILL SHOW
THE WAY
WHEN YOU GO
TO A SCHOOL
MAKE SURE THAT
YOU DON'T
BECOME
THE LESSON
YOUR
ATTITUDE
IS
WRITTEN
ALL OVER
YOUR VOICE
YOU CAN
FALL WITH
ESOTERIC JARGON
INTO
THE DEEPEST
OF DEEP SLEEP
PEOPLE
QUOTE
IT
BUT STILL
DON'T
KNOW IT
LOVE
WITHOUT
SELF-REMEMBERING
IS LIKE
A GIFT
WITHOUT
A PRESENT
‘I’
IS
A LIE
INTERNET:
AN ATTEMPT TO
SYSTEMATIZE
HELL
BEFORE YOU
THINK ABOUT IT
BREATHE
INTO
EVERY
DISCOMFORT
YOUR PRIDE
IS LIKE A
CONCRETE WALL
AND
YOUR FEAR
THE
STEEL
REINFORCEMENT
RESPONSIBILITY:
'YOU TAKE CARE
OF ME’
UTTERLY
CONFUSED
YET STILL
PRIDE-FULL
IN YOUR
LANGUAGE
YOU KNOW
WHAT YOU LIKE
AND WHAT
YOU DON'T LIKE
BUT WHAT
DO YOU
VALUE
YOU ONLY
GIVE THOUGHT
TO THOSE
WHO
GIVE YOU
TROUBLE
YOU LOSE
THE MOTIVATION
TO UNDERSTAND
AND DEVELOP
THE INCLINATION
TO CRITICIZE
WORDS
AS THEY ARE
USUALLY EMPLOYED
ARE MERELY
INSTRUMENTS
OF
STUBBORNNESS
DON’T WANT
TO
KNOW AND GROW
WANT TO
HOLD
AND
CONTROL
TIME TO STOP
DEBUNKING
AND
START LIVING
THE
ALTERNATIVE
SELF-REMEMBERING
CAN ONLY BE
SUSTAINED
THROUGH A
CONSCIOUS EFFORT
DIRECTED TO
A WORK AIM
GOD AND GOODNESS
EXISTED
LONG BEFORE
YOU WERE EVER ON
THE FACE OF THIS EARTH
FOR GOD'S SAKE
DON'T IMAGINE THAT
YOUR PERFORMANCE
IS ESSENTIAL ,
YOU PROUD
SON-OF-A-BITCH
FALSE PERSONALITY
WISHES TO APPLY
THE WORK
TO OTHERS
FREUD, MARX
AND
DARWIN
TAKEN AS
JUSTIFICATIONS
FOR
NEGATIVE
EMOTIONS
EVEN A
GOOD PICTURE
IS ONLY A
PICTURE
DON'T MOVE
TO ANOTHER
THOUGHT
MOVE
TO
ANOTHER
CENTER
A SCHOOL
IS THE
HARDEST THING
TO FIND
AND THE
EASIEST THING
TO LOSE
ALL THOUGHT
NOT BASED ON
A WORK IDEA
IS
BEATING AROUND
THE BUSH
YOUR
CHIEF FEATURE
(WEAKNESS)
IS THE CHIEF
'STRENGTH'
OF YOUR
PERSONALITY
THE ISSUE
IS NOT
THE ISSUE
CAUGHT
IN
APPEARANCES
NOTHING
IN THE WORLD
IS AS
IT APPEARS
PERSONALITY
IS A
SUIT OF ARMOR
WHEN YOU
CAN’T STAND
THE PAIN
COMPLAIN:
WHEN YOU DON'T
UNDERSTAND
CRITICIZE
THE WIND
OF FEAR
PUTS OUT
THE CANDLE
OF TRUST
THE EGO
IS NOTHING
BUT A
BABY-SITTER
THE CAUSE OF
THE PAIN
IS ALWAYS
THE SAME:
NOT
UNDERSTANDING!
FROM THE
ORDINARY
YOU HAVE A CHANCE
OF BECOMING
EXTRAORDINARY
HOWEVER
FROM AN IMAGE
OF BEING
EXTRAORDINARY
ONLY
GUILT AND INSULT
CAN RESULT
DO EVERYTHING
AS IF IT WERE
THE LAST THING
ON EARTH
YOU WERE DOING
COMPETITION
AND
COMPARISON
ARE
UGLY THINGS
WHO ASKS
THE QUESTION:
'WHO AM I'
SURE IT MATTERS
WHAT YOU DO
THE QUESTION
IS
WHAT MATTERS
TO YOU
THEIR CRITICISM
IS NOT WORTH
ANY MORE
THAN
THEIR PRAISE
YOU COMPARE
YOURSELF
TO
A GUESS
IN THE ABSENCE
OF ANYTHING
TO SAY
YOU SAY
ANYTHING
FROM WITHIN
THE IGNORANCE
YOU WISH
TO DISPEL
COMES YOUR IDEA
OF HOW IT
COULD OR SHOULD
BE DONE
LOVE
IS A
STATE
NOT A
CARROT & STICK
WHEN YOU
DON'T
UNDERSTAND
YOU ASSUME
YOU'VE BEEN
TRICKED