Tellavision.

The temple was taken by the dust
the university of thought,
most of the disciples and the wild poets
lost in little philosophies
Sophie just a word
the will to survive
an eye for an eye
a teeth for a teeth
too much desire,
the great oblivion.
Can you understand the fear
underneath heaven and hell.

Come home to the Self
the divine cosmic ocean,
the infinite One.

If you look a little better
you could see it on your television today !

the dolphin messing with my words2007-05-13



The Holy grail Inside
mysticle child
trow it on the burning ground now
dance the night away
it's here to stay
the eternal infinity
is beyond time and space
and has no particular place.

the machine still playing in 2007-5-6

So many Questions----

Let it ride through
the mystics proclaiming the rightful truth
in a plastic fuzz, electrical smoke inside
the grateful heart
leaning against the holy oak.

Leaves felt so many times
it’s right now the celebration begins
in an open mind.

A deep flow in the river of life.

The pages are empty every moment with a smile
standing up in this faithful rush to eternity.

Playful dreams going around
the silver darkness of the pain,
it’s my responsibility to be proud
guild free praying in the silence
singing simply songs with a soft wind
in the infinite of the Love
the overwhelming warmth,
the wonder of thy sun
shining out loud
the answers don’t matter no more
in a paradise where the stars smiling
so goddamned bright
and the rain cleans up
the dirt that is seen in honesty.

Do you still need to fly your screaming machines
to your apocalypse, breathing gasoline all day
why don’t you want to stay here next to my open source
what do you expect to find today
a secret garden
wake up, right now
you are at home!

the dolphin 2007-03-01



Thunder

The man with the pink beard
threw a star to my forehead with the speed of light and dark
an open space appeared warm flesh and blood to share
bread and wine in the woods of ancient dreams of reality
melodies in the rhythms of the blue magical Sun.

The cosmic dance is infinity whatever you might think
only the deep silence of the bright bliss can analyse this kiss
no material can do this trickery
you can’t read it in a book before you are experienced
and lost yourself in the one that you are!

I gave you the world
and every element
to give it
your deepest respect!
So dance again
it’s time
to be ready
are you willing and able
to step into
this void
they call Love,
thunder and lightning in the heart
hanging up there, silver star,
desiring this boogie-woogie dots
when your strolling through the burning leaves
the big trees smiling with the soft winds
in the midnight laughs, the cynical jokes
to help you from getting crazy again
longing for a world full of tears to become right.

Isn’t it an Illusion when your lost in the Great Ocean
of love, sat chid ananda.

rob2007-02-14


what!

listen to the Self,
sat guru.


The Good Thing.(ringing a bell)

Spread my arms
you could have come near
nearer than you expected
why didn’t you made contact
it was such a good time
to make that jump
from the mountain again
the masters made up our bed.

You thought about your last revolution
and the disappointments you did experienced
too much of everything for forty-five years now.
You heard the poets seen the bands
read every book about it
couldn’t hear a clear voice anymore
a never ending story waiting for a saviour
of your taste
perfected for so many years
looking in the artists factories
talking the talk of the hottest town
seen the movie in full colour on the latest
technical development
with blue tooth and red eyes
and silicon valley lips
the same old story of change.
(talking about a revolution,
forever young)

After the latest rain prediction
a mumbling voice from the inner child
of an exotic queen in the ghetto
you flew to an exhibition
on the other side of the globe
they showed a plasticized ice mountain
from the polar circle
and the last whale laughing
when you pressed your soul
against the wall.

I painted a red line on your forehead
a cool bottle of beer went straight
into the gate of heaven
a troubadour told the story
he was whispering very loud
about this valley of dreams
and the peaceful silence of the heart
but you couldn’t leave behind
your small business of tears.

Don’t think it’s a problem for me
I’m long gone with the mystic circus
juggling with words that have no straight answer
for the one who is mixed up in material illusions.

Your missing the good thing
that’s for sure
when your running away
from this wide open arms.

the dolphin 2007-02-05
(after the descent from the cross)


Inside

I blended with the surrounding
I only could Point to it
with the word Love
there is only One
that is drinking this monastery beer
tonight
the infirmary behind me
the pills can’t bring dead no more
in my mindless bliss
don’t have to wander
in the university of desire
the chains a lucid memory
my fist an open paradise
to shelter
throwing the bastards
out of the temple again
giving a definition
of the same old lines
that could be read
in every book
telling you
if you want to know!
everything is holy
helping the bastards
to come back again
to that little thing
deep inside
hoping for a beautiful drowning
in the everlasting ocean
it’s up to you!
when you call it Jehovah
but don’t bother me with a suffering god
and have not a tiny judgement
before you are mad of ecstatic enlightenment
naked blissful dancing in this paradise
the blue planet of eternal awakenings
always new
when you are responsible
to the heart!
give it away
it’s the only possibility
here today!

robert johnsson chopping wood
robert janszoon hakt het hout -2007-02-06***
***when it feels complete
wild nights are calling
us back,
back to the alley
smoking a cigarette on a brick
before I threw it through the factory window.
I had to leaf the city of slavery
and homeless I am searching
on the Lords highway
to find the source
of comunity again.




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