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 resentments

 

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