Landscape dream in the Machine

over that hill
in the morning
the apple was still green
it came together in a little cloud
from somewhere inside
a large mirror appeared

the warm silence
is sometimes overwhelming

every sound bite has an end
so I listened very carefully
with my eyes closed
and didn’t experienced
too much hell
only the rubbish from the mind
that I had learned
to survive or to run
in our crazy chaotic history
is it a joke ?
or a very sad story ?
you tell me
not my problem anymore
on a certain level
in the infinite One
I am
more than enough for me
but if you ask me

you also got a respons- ability

inside and outside
really has no borderline

and if I have to tell you how I feels
I don’t know
I’m Gods fool

In my opinion
the most wonderful word
is LOVE
some say that is what you are
isn’t that a nice thing to know

don’t believe it
what I say
till you found out your-Self
that is what faith is all about
and please let the next life
out of it
I don’t even think about
a lucky way into some kind of heaven

what about now

no rules work on this side of the track
in the wordless paradox
in this mirror of crystal clear living water
“it’s so cruel to let the saviour safe the day”
I heard this from Van Morrison

so don’t feel small believe in your Self
and leave the so called spiritual masquerade behind
it’s a crazy little big bang called love
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
you can turn over to a next page
after this a little more words appeared
it’s getting a little bit out of hand !!!!
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
the lawyer said:

“Or can it be that you miss the genetic genius
to have a little affection
(o lord have mercy)
I am a stranger in this world
and they don’t do what I want ,
I am seeking for pleasure
please help me find what I want.

( can you analyse this Now )

Does hoping have something to do with frustration
unbearable powerlessness, pain, fear, longing for love ?
are you searching for attention
What does dead mean, are you dead now ?
Is it possibly to read this lines when you are dead ?
Are you awake, are you living are you giving
what does it have to take to feel really alive
what did you have in mind, do you see the colour
of the page, do you feel your body, are you breathing
what are you thinking, who are you ?
right now
(do you hate someone that disagree with you
or do you feel sorry when they didn’t read
a certain kind of philosophy )
what is love?
is love a struggle a battlefield
are you still hoping for peace
or did you give it up
in the valley full of tears
can tears clean you
deep inside
can you let it go
are you honest
to yourself
or can’t you fulfil the expectation
did you make those standards yourself
or your surrounding , your culture , your government
your country, your church ,your priest your father your mother
your brother your sister your friend , did I do it.

can you be humble can you
believe against all odds
the time will come,
someday over the rainbow
in the fact that the best is yet to come
can this be your paradise ?
here and now

the machine said:
“ Why are you making such a mess in my garden,
let my children play, little shit.”

little shit said:
“I’m playing with high-tech equipment,
I can shoot with my hands free and very, very far.”

the quantum physic of the One said:
I am God !
but the word is not the thing
tingelingelingeling

robbing the fool2007
early in the evening before the next dawn

I WANNA BE READY


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