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Today

I realised today
that haste is the greatest enemy of Truth,
that acting without necessary Cause
is just creating More Noise!

I realised today
that letting something go before it dies away
is just as bad as picking it before it is ripe:
that things come and pass as they please
and playing God is simply playing the fool.

I realised today
that everything I don;'t like about you
is a reflection of something I don't like in me.
For I can't really perceive anything outside myself:
I am everything I see and feel.

I realised today
that Time is just the gap
between Thought and Manifestation,
that what I think, I create,
and Time is just the Gap which allows me to see that.

I realised today
that it's only when I get back in touch with my Feelings
that I know Truth:
for neutrality is just a game
the Ego plays to avoid Hurt.

I realised today
that my Mind is full of games,
that I want Out,
that I want to be Still
and Feel what I know to be True.....

for Truth is what I Feel
not what I Think:
thoughts crumble upon closer inspection
but Feelings persist,
leading me to Higher and Higher awareness.....

and whatever I do,
nothing can become more sacred
than this Magic Moment of stillness
I hold between each breath:
this eternity which passes from me every second,
the Universe crystallised in one tiny pulse......

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Eternity

How do you catch
the shape of a raindrop
before it falls?
How do you catch the essence
of love
in a word?

how do you feel
eternity
without surrender?
how do you feel
bliss
without being free?

what is freedom
if your spirit sits still?
we are flow,
water streaming down
rushing mountain-sides,
wind blowing through whispering
forest-leaves,
this is the ecstasy
which moves my soul
to freedom.

I am the movement
in the moment of stillness,
my breath rippling through my empty thoughts,
my body existing without the need for stress
or tension:
I am loose, I am free.

I am the sweet wind's melody
echoing through the rustling trees,
I am the bubbling water
above a tadpole's kiss,
I am the stealthy lynx
slipping secretively
through the arms of the trees,
I touch all, but none can keep me.....

how do you catch
the shape of a raindrop
before it falls?
how do you catch the essence
of love
in a word?

I am the eagle
soaring over limitless space
I am the child's echoing laughter
which never fades away,
I am the embrace of a mother,
of infinite love.

I am the sky which shows us endless joy,
I am the Earth forever giving love,
I am the connecting power
which links divine and mortal:
without us, infinity could not exist.

We are vessels for light
reflecting each other with joy,
illuminating the soft darkness,
opening our arms to the wisdom of the womb.....

how do you catch
the shape of a raindrop
before it falls?
how do you catch the essence
of love
in a word?

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Looking For God

I went looking for God
in grandest cathedral,
in splendour of gold,
and crosses and statues
and rooves overwhelming
and priests ever-damning
and nuns ever-loving,
so wishing the children would learn
and be good.....

I went looking for God
in a golden dome,
where the mullahs were wailing
and people loud-hailing
their message, devotion
their women in headscarves
their young ones a-dreaming
seventy two virgins
if only, if only....

I went looking for God
in temple of ages,
of people forsaken
and praying, oh praying
that tomorrow might bring peace,
that they might be known,
that their children may die no more.....

I went looking for God,
I fasted, I chanted,
I shut my eyes tight,
I crossed my legs hurting,
my brain ever-reaching
for light ever-distant......

I searched East, I searched West,
above and below,
my time and my will
was no longer my own...

But do you know where I found God?

I sat on a hilltop
and felt the wind beckon,
I breathed the Divine in the trees
and the earth and the sweet-scented
breeze of the autumnal haze.....
I gave up all searching
and sat in the middle
of hustle and bustle,
and felt the sweet stillness
unfolding before me......

I walked through the chaos
and saw a hand outstretched
a haunted-eyed face
in a desolate scene.
And in those ragged eyes
I saw God looking back at me,
unmistakable mirror
of my own sweet divinity.....

I looked into my heart
saw my sweet, gentle child,
felt my energy sweep through my chakras,
expand from my crown.....
And God lived in the joy and the bliss
that followed my days full of love....

When I stopped looking for God
I realised
that wherever I looked
there it was.

And it was Love.

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Time To Wake Up

Now´s the time to wake up,
time to shout,
tell the people you meet
what you´re really about
no time for hiding,
no time for shrinking
gotta show the world
what you´re really thinking
cos the frequency is rising
the frequency is rising
the power is rising
the power is rising.....
things are gonna get even more surprising
cos time is quickening
change is quickening
no time for slackening
face the mystery,
the biggest events in recorded history!
don't want to miss out, miss the show
who knows how long we´ve got left to go?
cos Pachamama´s angry,
Pachamama´s crying,
she can only forgive our disrespecting so long.

for once we´ve
trod on her, spat on her,
tore her up, cut her down
smothered her, poisoned her
forgotten that she´s even there!
what can she do but rise up, rise up
shake us up. spit us out,
get rid of these parasites
who always think they´re always right!
who never use their eyes and eyes,
too blind and deaf from all their fears.....

for we hold more magic in our hands
than we can possibly understand
until we wake up, open our minds
leave the old ways of fear and boredom behind
cos what you think, you create,
whatever you love, whatever you hate,
and you decide your destiny
whether you´re trapped, whether you´re free,
you chose your parents, do you know why?
you´ll see yourself if you stare in their eyes,
life´s a joy, life´s a game,
deep, deep down we´re all the same,
i´m your sister, he´s your brother,
don´t like the game?! well, choose another!
you choose the players, you choose the rules
don´t blame me if you´re surrounded by fools!
that´s obviously what you needed right now
to learn your current lesson, somehow
cos life´s just a process of evolution,
evolution is revolution!
cos if we change the way our minds run
we might just change the way the world´s run
learn at last to respect the Mother,
learn to embrace not to kill our brother
join with Pachamama as she is reborn,
hold our heads high, see a brand new dawn.
instead of cowering in the dirt as the earth shakes in anger,
hiding in out homes as the weather gets stranger,
well you can´t hide forever, you got to make a decision
are you going to wait until the waters have risen
and washed you away?
are you in, are you out
It´s time to wake up, time to shout!

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Life Is a Dream

Life is a dream
and it's in the dreaming
that Truth
Is.....

It's in the dreaming
that I know you
and you know me
as two aspects of the Universal Mind
meeting for the first time......

it's in the dreaming
that I am everything
and you are everything,
each of us a self-existing window onto joy
each of us mingling with that which we believe....

if we cease to believe
that there are boundaries
our fear dissolves
and we can fly....
for everything you see
is manifested by your mind.
Your brain can't tell the difference
between living and dreaming,
so how do you?

Your physicality is but a frequency
of light slowed down to matter:
and you can speed it up again to Light
should you desire....

Life is a dream,
this fear, anger, sorrow
does not exist
when you sit still
and let your senses soar
through the infinite eternity
if each sweet Now....
when you let go of useless future fear
and feel the Love
which is in every moment.....

Life is a dream.
You need nothing,
you want nothing,
for all is provided in the sweet unfolding
of your physical reverie
if this is what you choose....

Life is a dream.
it's resistant fear and struggle
which turn dreams to nightmare.
Live in Heaven, not in Hell.
It's all in your mind,
you can always choose Joy.

For even in the darkest corner
the Light can shine
if you surrender.
For without darkness, there is no Light,
without struggle, not joy.
For all exists in this moment of Now,
if you sit calm and just feel, just feel....

Life is a dream.
What will be, will be.
You can only hold a moment in your hands.
Only change this here, this now.
So seize the moment,
and in the fullest experience
of its unfolding
you will find a richness, a Truth, a Joy.

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Pachamama´s Revenge

How long has Babylon ruled the world?
How long have we raped, and ruined and murdered
These things aren´t marks of a civilised society
You think you´re enlightened? Well, open your eyes!
When Babylon falls will you fall too?
When Babylon falls, will you know what to do?
Cos there ain´t no place that´ll be safe then.
No point in running when the Earth is quaking,
buildings are falling, grown men are shaking,
wars over food, wars over water,
taken by surprise cos who´d ever thought
that the civilised world could be destroyed,
crushed and toppled, over so quickly,
civilisation turns into chaos so quickly
and all the way down you were saying "it´s ok!"
selling your soul for another selfish day,
counting your pennies, spending your pounds
cos money makes the world go round!
ignoring the Mother that´s under your feet
the Earth you´re smothering under your concrete
the Earth who can hear the cries of the desolate,
the hungry, the cold, the lonely, the abused
and all of those whom the rich world forget.
Babylon stands like a selfish child,
prize in its hand, but all the while
the Earth is moving under the ground
gathering its strength for the final round...

so what you going to do when Babylon falls?
are you going to fall when Babylon falls?
or will you be part of a brand new world
based on compassion, honesty and care
for the Earth? well, it´s time to prepare.....
Babylon will fall but the Earth won´t fall,
Pachamama´s ancient, she´s seen it all before
and if you love the Earth, she won´t kill you,
if you love the Earth, you´ll know what to do,
but now´s the time to listen, now´s the time to learn,
time to prepare for when Babylon burn,
so that from the ashes, the Phoenix will spring
and after the nightmare, the new dawn wil bring
a fresh opportunity to learn how to live
in harmony with the Earth, to learn how to give
as well as take, to learn how to nurture
as well as to break.....

for we are the children of Mother Earth
she doesn´t want to kill those to whom she gave birth,
only is she has to, only if she must
to protect herself: she is fair, she is just
and if you respect her, she´ll give you many gifts,
she gives you everything you need to live
and a little "thank you" sometimes would be good
when you´re enjoying her fruits, her sunshine, her wood.
If you respect the Earth, she´ll always respect you,
and there´s nothing to fear, nothing to do.