A Time Ago
A time ago there was a man who fished for the hearts of men.
He turned the tables, cured the lame and opened up the pen.
Then just like sheep the free were led and taught to bleat his name,
Led by the dogs who nailed him up and others just the same.
For military might has boundaries but religion – that can spread
When linked to the wine we drink, and to our daily bread.
Most of the precious pearls fell fowl before the Holy swine
Led by, for the common good of all, and heaven so divine.
So through the years the truth was lost, burnt by the devout,
And all they left in its place where the seeds of fear and doubt.
Well the lesson which he tried to teach to all who have a heart,
Is by little self sacrifice one finds the place to start.
For God above is all about and everything we do
We even flush him down the bog when we have a poo!
So we must in our every action show great respect for all,
And give back what we’ve taken or the all is going to fall.
God has in mind a mighty plan for a house with many a room,
And all who enter and dwell within will be lifted free from gloom.
well it’s down to man to build this house and many more of the same,
To learn the lessons from the past, forgive and then the shame.
He’s given us all the tools we need, all materials too,
So all we really need to start is the print in blue.
For he is the greatest architect and he works through every mind,
So when we unite and work as one even this we’ll find.
We’ll hear at last the sacrifice he’d like us all to make,
Stop breaking the creation! End the take, take, take.
Live as one, drop ownership, share this place we dwell
Or he will wash his hands of us and leave us all to hell.
Ego
Wherever egos I goes, as I am attached to me,
Attached by separation too scared to set me free.
Divided from the I and I though one and quite complete,
It’s my ego that possesses, id wins and knows defeat.
So when the ego and the ego will to go to war,
It’s the ego that always loses out, for I knows the final score.
I take I or one take one the answer’s just the same,
Negating all to zero with no one left to blame.
But it does not have two be like this if I can recognise,
And regard ego in-a-sense to help all realise.
Life is one and singular, as is the ever constant all,
To break or damage any bit will be the way I fall.
So I must learn to share with I, and it’s ego I must drop,
or peace will never rule on earth and wars will never stop.
We realise our future make real fix in stone,
do we want the planes of hell or paradise at heavens thrown.
We make the future I and I though ego tries to take,
Stealing and deceiving what looks like give is just a fake.
So now’s the time for sacrifice as the ego has to die,
And in id’s place the super ego needs to learn to fly.
Then super egos I and I and all of all as one ,
Consciousness that’s recognised, instead of consciousness gone.
And heaven is a place we’ll build with heart and will and hand,
This follows the path the greater consciousness has in all ways planned.
An Empty Page
An empty page, an empty book, an empty broken heart –
Where does one go looking to find a place to start?
Where does one go searching for some way off peace of mind?
And if one ever gets there whatever will one find?
Well I thought I’d found that place, in a field that’s called love,
But all I found were land mines and odd broken bits of dove.
I was eventually stuck frozen, nailed to the spot.
Not knowing which way was backwards: in fear I’d forgot.
So lost and oh so lonely, amidst disassembled dove,
My mind capsised, as I realised all about was love.
Every broken feather, both broken shattered wings,
Every mine in this minefield, and many other things.
Each little bug that bites us, helps us to feel alive,
Teaching basic instincts, on how one can survive.
Or more than that: how to live, rejoicing all the time,
By sharing love, making peace, and ending ego crime.
Carbon Paper Junkies
Carbon paper junkies, dosh for distraction
Like experimental monkeys primed for reaction.
Living in fear of bleak revolution
Too scared to take steps towards evolution
Treading the mill as the future we grind
Whilst finding the tools to open the mind.
There’s twisted terms, And law’s just will
Made by serpent worms And carried by Bill.
Most pretend sheep are scared of the bite,
But fear is the toxin that keeps endless night.
Filled with the nightmares of dismembered pain,
see how we are channelled by a pull on the rein.
Driven down roads all leading to hell,
less chance to turn as each tree we fell.
We burn tomorrow, throw it away
not knowing borrow, Stealing through play.
So here’s how we change the ways of the past,
And face up to a future that seems so vast.
We must learn to be one, not all separate parts,
We must shine like the sun and open our hearts.
We must recognise skills and allow them to fuse,
Make all life the winner as through no Life we lose.
Rewrite the rules, break free the chain
don’t play the fool, Set democracy’s reign.
We can’t let it all go or place our heads in the sand,
sooner or later we must make our last stand,
Or darkness will fall on this life that we share,
our children’s investment: our love and our care.
So gently we’ll show with hearts full of peace,
as the cogs and the wheels with love we will grease.
Change the machine, and program rewrite
learn to live Green and put it all right.
Respect all the life of our earthen home,
With heart and mind, love with flesh and with bone.
Trust in yourself – you know what you need,
grow political freedom from democracy’s seed.
Everyone equal: no one person’s control,
no bad rules for the masses or war’s sad death toll.
For your self vote
as only you know
learn how to float
help all life to grow.
And then as peace radiates out across the seas and the land,
we will at last see the path that was planned.
A path to a place for the promotion of love,
a home for all life with God above.
A place that is filled with forests of dreams,
rejoicing with laughter as each soul mirror gleams.
De-mock-racy
The mockery we call democracy is a self-perpetuating lie,
for its own existence truth and freedom had to die.
Economics, fossil fuels, control and nuclear power
are the tools that mankind uses to build his ivory tower.
We chop down trees and kill the meek as round the world we fly
blinded by fears of loss and change, too scared to even try.
As a parasitic life form we kill our worldly host
Degrading all the atmosphere, turning all of life to toast.
So on a pyre of oil and money it’s the future that we burn.
Are we thick or unintelligent, or can we start to learn?
To learn to love, to learn to share in a symbiotic way,
stop doing all the damage and turn hard work into play.
So here’s the law – well Mammon’s law in symbols that I’ve found,
It starts with the L of livre: the symbol of the pound.
Then there’s the A’s dividers: freemasons’ divide and rules
The W’s guns and weaponry used by their puppet fools.
Only through our knowledge we are changed and held by strings
Made to dance a merry dance that breaks so many things.
If we open up our mind’s eye and really start to look,
We will see all the damage and everything we took.
So now’s the time if you’ll pardon me – it’s time to give it back.
Or is there no more bravery? Is its courage that we lack?
It’s separate this and separate that and no one seems to see
All these things are one thing that’s our response-ability.
Our ability to respond is governed by our fear:
Fear, that is, of losing something fond that we hold dear.
Well it’s not ours nor are we, nor anything we own.
It all belongs to mother Earth: god’s wonderful spaceship dome.
Consciousness reflecting, by light of conscious mind
And when we take off the shackles this is what we’ll find.
That only when we set us free will we get true democracy.
So when you vote you, and I vote me, we’ll all vote on “just” policy.
How to Fix
How to fix without fixation, how to stitch and mend,
how to reunite division, and call this world friend.
How to find a path in darkness, that leads us to the light,
without the use of sound or smell, taste, touch or even sight.
Imagination is the key to open up the mind,
It breaks down walls and borders as common place we find.
It shines on every pathway and evens out the field,
And imagination realised is a conscious harvest yield.
When this food is gathered, thought can have a meal,
then delusions will dissolve; we’ll see at last what’s real.
Though reality is an uncomfortable place with nowhere left to hide,
And everything is connected so it’s not so far and wide.
We all live in a bubble so you’re out breath is my in,
We all live on a molten ball whose crust is very thin.
We share this world with all of life of which we are one part,
We share the air and waters and this is just a start.
Intricate connections to this weird web of life
Like veins and major arteries to which we hold a knife.
Quite content to profit with our oil and nuclear power
As a parasitic lifeform it’s all life we do devour.
Then through mines we dug a hole ever closer to the core
And through national division we find excuse to war.
To possess and own we take the lot, with no thought of love or care,
But unlike the wily poacher we are caught in our own snare.
And instead of just relaxing or backing up a pace,
The noose gets ever tighter as we rush in this our race.
So as we gag and choke all life in our mad and selfish rush
With veins now fully open life’s blood like fountains gush.
And still we choose to look away and someone else we blame
As we rip apart the atmosphere exposing earth to sun’s strong flame.
Now I hope that no one’s comfortable as comfort is a sin
And clarity through discomfort is the place where we begin.
It’s down to you and down to me and down to all of us
To start fixing the creation without kicking up a fuss.
Turned down the heat turn off the lights and instead of drive we walk
and to make new friends from enemies we really have to talk.
We have to learn to live with life, not own and buy and sell
As an economic profit is the road to the plains of hell.
We’ve got to learn to cut right down the use of all the fuels
And decommission nuclear plants unless we are still fools.
No longer fly in fossil planes and helicopters ground,
Turn our ships right back to wind as heaven we are bound.
No more rockets no more bombs and no more bloody war
For love’s the only weapon, love’s the teacher and love’s the door. When we learn to work with love in freedom we will see
A path that leads us far from harm. Love is the only key .
True Love knows no fear, no suffering and distress,
True love knows no boundaries, and tidies up the mess.
True love knows no ownership – it only knows to share
True love grows in every heart when we start to care.
When Man was Young
When man was young he hunted and gathered fruit and seed,
Driven both by hunger and a little bit of greed.
The variety and abundance could not keep the pace
Of this greedy, needy, reckless, half-blind human race.
So when what was left could no longer sustain
mankind started to use his oversized brain.
And by trying to keep his kinsfolk from harm
all over the world he started to farm.
They chopped down the forests to make room for fields
and hybridised nature to increase their yields.
Slowly with poisons kept nature at bay
And with eyes firmly closed refused to obey.
All of the things that we had been told
by all of the teachers, the new and the old.
All of the lessons, all of the pain –
how can man want to go through all this again?
Now is the time to look deep inside
Face up to those fears which inside we hide.
Live for all life, as all life is you
Act for the best of the big, and small too.
For we all are the product of created self doubt
Directed and nurtured to reduce the clout
Of an event so huge that it may scare
So now is the time for all to prepare.
Recognise error and turn round the cog
Learn from all teachers and see through the fog.
It wasn’t the apple – make no mistake
For Adam and Eve ate the whole snake.
But that which angered and made god despair:
They showed no remorse, they just didn’t care.
They chop down trees in order to cook
It’s no wonder he threw at them the book.
Then they set to with mechanical spade
and the world’s first car park from Eden they made.
One at a time they wiped from this earth
the species his mind had given to birth.
Then all of their children followed the tune
And sampled creation with knife fork and spoon.
All loving he sat back and cried with dismay
as their children continued the abuse to this day.
Then there was something that upset him some more
they disturbed his mind peace by starting to war.
Now there’s the bubble that protects earth from space
with toxins and poisons these children do lace.
As they pop it with rockets and planes in the air
to destroy something else seems to be the main care.
Soon all of light, creation’s inspirational spark
will be open to the void of the unconscious dark.
For he grows old and tires as his heart we break
As instead of giving we continue to take.
We need to show back some of the love that he’s shown
allow him to know that mankind has grown.
Love is the one thing his heart needs to heal
and his youth will return when this love we all feel.
Buddha Never Made
Buddha never made the footsteps in the sands of time
he only made the bumprints as likewise I made mine.
For time to sit is not just time, it’s time and place as well
revealing pearls of wisdom which hide in every shell.
With the right approach they open up and really start to shine
Reflecting perpetual consciousness in the light that’s yours and mine.
For all we see is not real – just an image of what was there
Mirrored light in time, if we take the time to share.
Deep within our consciousness within our one Great soul
There is a truth that unites us all and makes separate parts one whole.
There is a way to live as one and share our Earthen home
It’s a little bit of pyramid and a little bit of dome.
Through time we’ve been gaining the tools that we’ll need
Learning the skills that will nourish the seed.
To the growth of a future that starts with a dream
Imagination realised as spring flows to stream.
Consciousness recognised in rivers of pure thought
Respect for all and consciousness on this earthly Life support.
To all life is one and this we must know
Or the seeds of the future we’ll never grow.
We all try to keep up in our need to impress
By closing our eyes to the things that depress.
So by turning our heads and refusing to see
We all are the axe man who cuts down the tree.
And by not taking action to look after life
We all are the rapist armed with the knife.
So now is the time, not some other date.
Make consciousness shift before it’s too late.
It’s time to prepare and focus our mind
And question ourselves as solutions we’ll find.
Ask yourself this one just as a start:
Would world peace weigh more than my heart?
How do we value profit or gain?
What for our children will we retain?
Plastic Distraction
When we strip back our plastic distraction
And notice inside an adverse reaction.
When we pull of the shades from our rose tinted eyes
revealing the truth, exposing all lies.
If we’re not scared, born of cowardly folk
and we think we can laugh when we’re the crux of the joke.
Then it’s time to look deep and find who we are
By looking inside we can travel so far.
No longer defined by how we react,
without the distraction we’ll see this as fact .
So if we can trust to our love’s true attraction
It will prepare us inside for the great plan of action.
And if we open our souls with no need to disguise
Showing our love for our natural ties.
Then by kindling our hearts’ fires there’s a chance to provoke
The Phoenix of love to arise from the smoke.
So if it’s for real and it’s not just an act
The time is close drawing to cement loves pact.
Bound in a bond which helps to heal
All of the wounds that feel so real.
Connections with heart, body and mind
On levels so deep and so hard to find.
Or is this a dream? Is it really all shit?
On this it is time to think for a bit.
Well what is your choice, as this world-heart we break?
Which is the right path, and which is mistake?
If You Believe
If you believe in us and them
this is the point where our problems stem.
A synaptic pathway in the brain
That makes division and causes pain.
If you believe there is divide
there is for you no place to hide.
There is for you no place that’s safe
as all of life does grate and chafe.
It wears for you a mighty hole
and seems to me the strangest goal.
How can we all buy into the lie
whilst all round the world all life does die.
Poisoned by our every deed
with good intent and small-self greed.
The con’s the lies, the comfort zone
devoiding the life of our Earthen home.
We are sold a dream that is nicely packed
In layers of lies with no base in fact.
‘If I see this world it will help me grow.’
‘If I follow the sheep, if I go with the flow.’
Square pegs taught to fit round holes
Beauty spots that are cancerous moles.
My luxury pad or nice new car
Stolen property, quite bizarre.
Energy and matter both of which we take
Not seen that in truth it’s all of life we break.
So as we steal the future in our sick way
Poisoning the planet, day by day by day.
Then as we rest in our centrally heated home
dreaming of adventure as round the world we roam.
We don’t want to wake up, admit we’ve been conned
We are denying that we’re killing all the life that we hold fond.
Closing our minds as this helps us cope
blaming another as we destroy our own hope.
As intelligent life – or that’s what we like to think
we’ve taken and taken all life to the very brink.
So is it too late or is there still some time to change?
Can we sort out our mess of habits oh so very strange?
Can we learn to love life and learn how to share,
learn to open up our eyes and truly become aware?
Can we cope with the pain when we open our eyes,
when we see what we have done to the land, the seas, the sky?
Can we learn to be one and sort out this mess
the cause of the problems, the heartaches and stress?
Can we fight fear with no weapon but the heart?
If your answer is yes then when do we start?
As the sands of time continue to flow
with will and right action all hope’s seeds can grow.
So now is the time – it’s time to make a stand,
to stop all the wars and runways that are planned.
So this is the time and place where we start
And this is the time to open up our heart.
The Greatest Strength
The greatest strength of the mighty tree is in its flexibility.
If you think something is fundamentally wrong
Fight to change it; stand up be strong.
If all of nature is destroyed,
All we know becomes a void.
If we can live in nature’s ways,
We will be here in future days.
If we can fix what has been broken,
Then we will at last have woken
To a better way of life,
And put a final end to strife.
If we don’t, and keep on breaking
We will never reach the time of waking.
If we do, we have the chance
To join in the immortal dance.
So we have to change before it’s too late
And we’ve sealed all life’s fate.
Remember nature is our mother too
and ask yourself, what I can do?
Come out, get arrested, refuse all bails –
there is not enough space in all of their jails.
Make a statement to the state:
then they’ll know there is no mistake.
That all that’s green needs to stay
In its purely natural way.
And they’ll see through the gloom
to this, Nature’s living room.
I dedicate my life to this
An eternal state of bliss.
I beg you please if it’s in your heart
Get off your arse, get on the cart.
Referendum
The referendum of my heart’s true desire –
Is this the end or do we go higher?
This is the vote to take to the polls,
This is the vote that’ll save all our souls.
What is it we want, we race we call man,
Who take break and damage whatever we can?
Calling it ours by money we own,
Stolen from all life – not even a loan.
What will we give when it comes to tomorrow?
Will we give joy or will we give sorrow?
This is our choice, so give it your vote,
Do we want to live on or cut our own throat?
This is the choice, we need to know,
Is mankind stuck in a rut or can mankind grow?
This is the vote to give peace of mind,
And then in the quiet, solutions we’ll find.
All open to vie,. none of them hidden,
By showing respect, nothing forbidden.
All nature to share by giving it space,
And even some space at the human race.
Or maybe your vote is not for this side,
If this is the case there’s no place to hide.
So it’s time to say goodbye for our pains,
As life’s blood runs out of open veins.
Goodbye to a tomorrow no one will ever see,
The choice is yours: go on, chop down life’s tree.
Boundaries
Prepare to have your boundaries pushed.
Always always pushing, beyond preconceived levels of perception,
edging on madness, fighting the sadness
To raise the vibration and fight the constipation of the universal mind.
Just by being aware that all’s here to share,
Money ain’t funny and war is misused.
To fight the shite is what war is for, unblocking the flow
allowing to grow,
Not killing your brother, or raping your mother,
And burning this land, this ain’t what’s planned.
This land’s not ours to cover in cars: it belongs to all life.
Think of it as mother and wife, show it respect
Not mankind’s neglect , all property’s theft, this we all know
If we don’t give it all back we’ll never grow.
The Eleventh
So the Eleventh was to be the day,
The eleventh month and hour.
Then with sanctions they did pay,
A bill to make all cower.
To stop all wars was the intent,
it came straight from the heart.
But many more died in discontent,
before the peace did start.
Then restrictions on social conditions,
famine, depression and need
seemed to stimulate missions
based on fear, loathing and greed.
so this seems to be how they’re started,
With oppression and technology’s arm,
but if we could be openhearted,
maybe we’d stop all the harm.
Now there is a war we must all fight,
To change theft into borrow.
If we don’t we’ll all lose sight,
Of a beautiful tomorrow.
Oppression seems to be wars key,
For both human life’s and creatures.
If we could learn to let it all be,
and learn the lessons from all life’s teachers.
So with a war of dreams we’ll plant a seed,
then all with love will grow.
A seed of a dream that will nourish and feed,
allowing all life to gently flow,
Calm and happy with peace of mind,
By forgiving the past and healing the broken.
A beautiful tomorrow we will all find,
And the love in our hearts will at last have woken.
Then we’ll give it back and give back more,
As the greatest gift is the present,
And if we gift ourselves, it’ll open the door
To a life that is much more pleasant.
Through the secrets of the wealthy and well connected
all the life of this earth is with disease infected.
Through their spells of ignorance we all commit the crime
and instead of life immortal we bring about the end of time.
Through worship of our money god we serve the folding queen
and for our children make futures that are anything but green.
We condemn with every action, with the profit that we make
Through our interest and consumption it’s all life that we break.
If we carry the cross of Satan as for him we killed the Christ
And now we destroy the creation in this the Devil’s soul heist.
For everyone does bear his marks, his dollar or his pound
Tokens of the Devil’s means in every pocket found.
The true value of our money: as slaves it is the chain,
And as long as we all value it, slaves we will remain.
Though blinded by delusions with every breath we do deny
For if we saw reality we would all sit down and cry.
Destroying the creation is taking life from all
We’re killing our own families with lies that we install.
To have some more is the main goal: to have as much as one may dare.
In truth we rip apart god’s heart when we live without some care.
So when we’re taught how to lie and how to deceive
It’s hard to find something good in which one can believe.
When we give away our own responsibility
To a very well-entrenched plutocracy,
When we choose what seems the easy path
It’s someone else who has the last laugh.
So please be aware you’re the butt of the joke
That’s you, that’s me, that’s all common folk.
We’re all so embarrassed that our ego and pride
Won’t let us admit that to our children we have lied.
And sold to our children life’s greatest con
This is the way the lie’s carried on.
So through education we force them to fit
Into the circle of death with the money’s profit .
So mercenaries one and all we serve the folding queen
Like royalty serves parliament in depths that are unseen.
We all buy into the lie as futures we all burn
Chasing after paradise: for this we yearn.
We all want a place of safety for our kinfolk to grow
For you and me, a house and car – for the polar bear just snow.
The economy that we’re living in depends on fossil fuels
And if we change to nuclear we really must be fools.
As with toxins and poisons this planet we lace
Blinded by our profit and its economic pace.
Held in place by fear and its educated lies
And just for recreation we kill, and break our natural ties.
Well, all the scientists say it’ll be alright, when we’ve killed all the trees
Mutated algae will make our air, we’ll grow it in the seas.
So we’re not content to fuck the air and all of the land
We must rid the seas of all their life by accident that’s planned.
So how for me can I trust you when on a financial profit you depend?
How can someone on the make truly be my friend?
And how can one use words like love whilst on holiday we fly,
Poisoning by our actions the land the sea the sky?
As we’re taking from our children the air they will require
And teaching all the peacekeepers to aim then open fire.
With cluster bombs and minefields it’s the farmers that we crop
Blowing off their arms and legs are we ever going to stop?
Who are the ones that profit? Who makes money from this mess?
I’m afraid to say it’s you and me and I for one confess.
See directors and the stock exchange tax insurance pension plans
All contribute to state control which breaks the tribal clan’s.
You see, the thing we’re taught not to see is the tribe we call our race
Are all the similarities on this earth, this common place.
The only way to kill your foe and enemies defeat
Is to find a way to call them friend – not separate, complete.
Then with our friends we will all wage peace and we will fight against the past
Together making a better future: no more first and no more last.
As in this race we can all win and together cross the line
No longer divided by nation: what is yours is also mine.
It was me it was me just by turning away
I let the wars happen and I let my race stray.
I even encouraged just by going along
blinded by rubbish like a sheep in the throng.
For fears of peers and losing one’s place
I queued in the airport for my chance to deface.
All of the beauty and all the life of this earth
For a recreational journey a chance to rebirth.
Was I blind to the truth or did I do not care
as I boarded the plane that poisoned the air.
then like a surgical knife we cut through the sky
destroying more ozone as we flew so high.
All this visit some far place for a week
and find peace of mind as this I did seek.
I thought that I’d find it that’s what the ad said
‘Travel the world’ ‘this will feed your head’.
‘Guaranteed to refresh’ and ‘rebuild your soul’
but the admen were grave diggers digging our hole.
So I arrived in the paradise that the brochures shown
but the jungles were shrubberies and hotels had grown.
Serviced by roadways and paths all around
and all friendly natives who welcomed my pound.
As I fought through casinos and clubs to the beach
But true peace of mind I never did reach.
Surrounded by tinnies as I sat on the sand
Illusions all shattered this is not what I’d planned.
As speedboats shot by and with planes overhead
I flipped through the brochures to see what they said.
‘Relax in this paradise’ and ‘with heaven compared’
My fears realised, from worried, to petrified scared.
All I’d wanted was quiet and some peace of mind
but even in death this i’d never find.
or that’s what the book said in words that seemed clear
there is nowhere to hide on this Earth we hold dear.
And heavens a mess with noise and crap all around
profiteering angels in paradises lost and found.
So just one week of suffering in this infernal hell
then more polluting travel to the home in which I dwell.
But as I sat there on the beach I met a group of thugs
and with them I did trade some money for illicit drugs.
They gave me some quick lessons on how to get a buzz
And in that hazy headspace I found quite A lot of fuzz.
Then peace of mind abundant whilst sat in my own bile
I sat and shat and pissed and puked for more than just a while.
As reality came back and dark thoughts rose in my head
I remembered what the dormouse said and it was my head I fed.
So one week of fuzzy vomit the shakes and saucer eyes
I staggered to the airport to travel through the skies.
On reaching home found sanctuary I locked and barred the door
The travel book was closed to me I’d journey there no more.
‘Nothing is written in stone you know’ that’s what my mother said,
not seeing the fossil reminent ,of creatures long time dead.
Keep your head down and work hard ,try not to think
this is the advice that’s put my mind on the brink.
Chill out have fun there is nought you can do
apathetic ingredients of a mindnumbing stew.
Firsthand to second hand we while away the hours
minute hand to hour hand the calendar devours .
As page by page and month by month we pass from year to year
passing on a legacy of destructive doubt and fear.
We’re all too scared he will waste our lives we don’t see what we kill
hyper on the mound of sugar that hides the bitter pill.
Caught up in distraction and feeling rather small
too frightened to step out of line in case we start to fall.
We have got to wake up wise up and open our eyes
we’ve got to get real, make real, realise,
To recognise and re-cognate to unite the bigger mind
as hiding their in consciousness is the path that we’ll find.
Free will is the clue to open up the door
To a life that is filled with love and light and with so much more.
Surrounded by many though often alone
Sharing this world sharing our home
Sharing the fate of what might be
Travelling the path of our destiny.
Trying to change for all life’s sake
Trying to fix the last Great mistake
This is my life and my reason to live
This is the treason I have to forgive.
As all of my race can break without care
And spend their lives just so unaware.
How can man own A flower or bee,
Or own the life of a great old oak tree,
Who was born from an acorn Long time passed,
Who stood through the wars and hurricanes blast.
Once part of A Forest now standing free,
So how can man own this magnificent tree,
And how can man own this land we call ours,
Covered in roads for lollies and cars,
And how can we own the land that we farm
taken from nature doing it harm,
covered in poison to increase the yield
once part of a forest know it’s a field,
Soon-to-be desert as topsoils are leeched
as the rocks and the bones of this Earth are bleached
by toxic rain and strong raise from the sun
so is mankind winning this race that he’s run?
This is the challenge to sort out this mess
That causes me pain heartaches and stress
Unconditional love is the path all the way
and the debt of the past mankind can repay.
Then when we’ve given it back we’ll no longer owe
then mankind will truly flourish and grow.
On top of all this we’ll make our own land
this is the root our destiny’s planned.
Then as the suns rays shine down from above
we will all live our lives in Unconditional Love.
It’s trade that’s the root of all evil, not money as it’s often said,
so unless man learns to give freely, we will all end up so dead.
For everything here is sacred ,and all life itself is so scarce, unless man learns to give freely, it will end this great universe.
I am, just, a perspective, the big picture, apparent, and clear
Loves universal bondings can be broken by doubt and fear.
When it is said that man is not ready to take such a giant leap
I become more with drawn, sit silent, alone in sadness to weep.
For something is about to happen and all life has no where to hide
But if man can give we can change this and know we are on the same side.
Man’s life without natures beauty does sound incredibly bleak
we’ll not only destroy our own future but we’ll take it from the meek.
So where can we go with this lesson that nature is trying to teach
Man needs to give like a forest not suck everything dry like a leach.
Bring it on
The many headed dragon will die if it is seen
It will die from straight exposure on this we all are keen
It feeds on war and fear, inaction and self doubt,
If we can learn to lose these things then we’ll have some clout.
Everytime it strikes at us with the long arm of its laws
Chinks appear in it’s defence for us these are the doors.
So this is the way to slay the beast with love and human will
First make yourself into a snack then let it eat it’s fill.
If we step through we’ll see the path that leads straight to its heart
then from deep within its tummy we’ll make that Dragon fart
So here within the arena the worlds eyes cast
and all the heroes gathered for this war against the past.
A bright and cheery future is only steps away
so it’s time to turn our energies from hard work into play.
Life is for fun and the cops are a joke
with love and with laughter we’ll make the beast choke.
Then we’ll pull its strings as its pulled ours and we’ll make that dragon dance
we’ll make it jig then we’ll make it jive then jump onto the lance.
For love this is our armour, Love courage Will and gile
Love courage Will for tooth and claw and gile four the bile.
Then from deep inside we’ll emerge born freshly to the light
Knowing no more enemies we’ll no longer have two fight.
So this is the way it’s all meant to be
As the Love of all life is our cities key,
It’s the key to the heart and the key to the mind
It’ll unshackle the unicorn and peace we will find
and as for the lion, on dead dragon will dine
consuming its master, well, all but the spine.
Then with the Lamb the lion will sleep
all this to me is faiths greatest leap
Theoretical particles so small we’ll never see
Scattered in the darkness, the void, infinity.
Each one alone and lonely, insular yet free,
Unaware of nothing, no matter, gravity?
Through mutual attraction across infinite time and space,
First, though very slowly, the finite began to race
Accelerating as it gathered in mass and pace.
No matter, yet potential but lacking grace
As they huddled ever tighter against the cold and dark,
The mass they held was critical but lacking one bright spark.
Invisible yet indivisible held firm the centre mark,
Then unstoppable the final piece found its place to park.
Unstoppable met immovable and embraced in constant change,
And through a chain reaction, potential rearrange.
So matter came from nothing? In this singularity?
And shone upon the darkness that is infinity.
Then the sun that had no fuel exploded into space,
Scattering half its matter from gravity’s embrace.
When there’s action, there’s reaction and the core was squashed so tight.
Then in time, we see the birth of the day and night.
The matter as it rushed into the void before the speed of light
Condensed colossal nebuli, gave birth to suns so bright,
Some of these in turn exploded in their cosmic way
And so was born our sun that lights our every day.
So these seven cosmic days spread before us in our time
They are all we know – our history, a passage in a rhyme.
Well, tomorrow is another day, as time and space are tools
To open up our consciousness, make them shine as precious jewels.
Christian, Buddhist, Muslim, Hindu, and Jew
what is the thing that links all of you
Well it’s not your race your colour or creed
It seems to be a fath that you all need
A faith in a being so mighty and great
Who only knows love and doesn’t know hate
A being who created both heavens and Earth
and gave to our parents a place to give birth
It made all creation which it thought of as good
it made serpents from Clay and trees out of wood
But did it make rules so man wouldn’t stray
Or are these rules man’ kept till this day
A way to hold power and make a profit from week
A way to command and hide the truth that we seek
If all men are equal and no mans on top
how will the priesthood get part of the crop?
And as it is God who owns all the land,
a tythe to the church must be placed in their hand.
Now through time powers been taken from that God
and given straight to money, mammon the sod.
A god of pure profit who seems to despise
All that is good and our natural ties.
As through the banks they worship thier god
though none see their profit as nasty or odd.
So every penny is taken from the poor and weak
And passed on up to the rich who think themselves meek.
For they shall inherit, all they’ve defiled,
and when it’s all gone then things will turn wild.
When the starving have died and that are no more poor
maybe at last they’ll understand it some more.
For we are gifted this life this time and this present
In order to share and make life more pleasant.
Sticks and stones may break our bones but words
should never hurt us
Fear is the enemy of freedom, and freedom needs no gun.
Freedom knows no enemies – that’s why freedom’s on the run.
See, freedom is against the law, yet loves the heart of man;
It may not like the person, but love and freedom are the plan.
Now the person is a legal term, for freedom it’s a link,
Part of a mighty anchor chain, to help poor freedom sink.
Freedom is equality – that’s equality for all.
Economics doesn’t work like that – that’s why it has to fall.
Freedom knows only to Love, with equality to share,
So freedom tries to break the chains of all flocks they ensnare.
Free will Lives in Freedom – can freedom set will free?
Will we will our freedom? Can knowledge be the key?
Knowledge can make slaves of us, controlled by doubt and fear
Of us, and them, and strangers, and anything that’s queer.
Through regimental teaching styles and the equality of class
We’re taught: a form of mind control, understand or never pass.
So here it is, we understand. Look up, we stand beneath a ‘peer’.
Respect authority: the command, called love, they give us fear.
So we’re taught lies and lies and lies by liars in many layers
Understanding liars lies beneath our lack of cares.
The truth you’ll see in freedom, for freedom needs no lie.
So we’ll see if we can get there before all of life does die.
Freedom will always turn its cheek seventy seven times or more,
For peace and love are the arms that justice takes to war.
The truth is very scary, like the future that we deny.
When truth, love and justice take on war, then war is sure to die
Nationality, religion, race, colour and creed:
Our divisions held by history, not the future that we need.
If in freedom we act as one, equals all round a sphere,
In truth with love united, we will have no more use of fear.
Truth loves freedom and equality, not the us and them divide.
In freedom we will see this: the gap’s not very wide.
Mind the Gap, gap the mind, a space, a hole, a key to find
When we unlock and set us free, for freedom love and liberty.
So if justice is as just as just, and truth is told, so trust is trust.
We break the chains and turn the key: with just minds, think Liberty.
So what’s the cost to you and me if we dare set poor will free?
We’ll probably feel all of the blame, and we will have to process all of the shame.
And with will we’ll find the aim, and the way to play the game.
To step into the future, we must put the past behind.
Why is this so scary, WHATEVER we shall find?
Well in the past, we took the past and laid it out before;
In truth there was no future as war repeated war.
So we’ve never known the future, addicted to the past –
Customs based in history and booty we’ve amassed.
Money and power are nasty drugs they deafen and they blind
They qualify and subjugate, controlling almost every mind.
Some beliefs are good beliefs that very seldom harm
Like Perma culture: to live as one, sharing as we farm.
Now I believe, that I believe, that belief is very strange:
It’s another little mind game that we can rearrange.
The question’s not what I do believe; the question’s really why?
Like the value of our money? and why elephants don’t fly?
Ownership’s? another one: the mill stone round our necks.
Lighten up, play the game, drop the jokers from the decks.
The one hand that we need to play is the hand of love
We should raise it to our hearts sometimes and wear it like a glove.
If every hand in every land with will, will wear one glove
We will unite in freedom and the sound will
BE JUST LOVE……….
Drifting alone in the dark
Within the pitch of living night
A tiny little distant spark
shone out for me to sight
As I gravitate towards you
You are my shining star
As a world I revolve around you
As you light me from afar
You say I do the same for you
In a stimulating way
Maybe we’re both bright stars
In some cosmic milky way
Then I can’t help wondering
Just who is it that we are
We both shine out so brightly
We must be a pulsar
Twinkling in the night sky
For all about to see
You and me are one thing
And that it our destiny.
You have taught me something
You thought I ought to know
You thought it might be something
To help poor me to grow
Then again, again, again
the same lesson came some more
what is in this lesson
which way is the door.
Well I guess I’ve learned that lesson
Just like Pavlovs dulcet drone
I must have been such a pain
And now I’m so alone.
Separated by separation ,
Divided by divide,
Lost alone and lonely,
Nowhere left to hide.
Tears fall like raindrops,
In a monsoon tempest way,
And puddles form, and rainbows,
When the sun breaks through to play.
In the puddles are reflections,
For all that want to see,
And reflections can be teachers,
When we let them free.
So embrace your tears, let them flow
Let them wash away the past,
For tomorrow we must grow
and we must grow really fast.
Those tears, they help to germinate
your hearts true loving seed
It’s the tree of life inside you
Not some parasitic weed.
This tree it’s good to nurture
Its fruit truly shines with light
It fills your heart with laughter,
And shields you in a fight.
I’m not scared by Al Quaeda
I’m not scared by the atom bomb.
That which really scares me
Is the way we carry on,
For we live in a bubble
and don’t see the trouble
as we poison the air that’s our breath.
we turn forests to stubble
mountains to rubble
blind to the path of our death.
Now what’s really cruel
Is by burning our fuel
In furnace, planes, fires, and cars
and in our haste
we turn up all to waste
destroying that that’s not even ours.
Well what are our needs
and what are our greeds
within this circle we call our life.
We must learn to forgive
and then how to give
or never end all of the strife.
Finding,
Positive words and actions are to the self a benefit,
Whilst negating words and actions cause a world of shit.
Through the word itself every time you talk you make reality
and if you start to walk your talk you’ll really start to see.
Freedom lives inside your heart it makes that organ beat
It pumps blood up to your brain and right down to your feet.
In fact it lives in every cell in big self and in small
The micro and macro cosmic juggling ball.
Well that describes our universe and as I said there’s more,
For freedom means with consciousness open to explore.
It also means to really care with an open loving mind,
as in shared equality, with respect for all we find.
Cooperative Independence within the workings of the brain,
A single nervous system, for both pleasure and for pain.
It’s our choice, or so it’s said, on how we do perceive,
Or how or what we give out and what we do receive.
We have to learn to really shine and share that inner glow,
Polishing up each other’s mirrors, everywhere we go.
As consciousness reflecting shines from every heart
and mirrored light as laser beams sparkle as they dart,
From conscious mind to conscious mind then on to conscious deed,
as on this recreational journey we all must plant the seed
It’s the seed of love the seed of hope and the seed of all that’s good,
and when the seed is allowed to grow it will stand as all life should,
It will stand and know no fear as True Love knows no bound,
Its voice will stand out clearly above any other sound.
It is the drive, the breath of life, the air that we inspire
It is the common love of all and like the sun it is the fire.
So when we learn to turn this on tune in and then drop out,
Part of us has missed the mark, it’s that little bit called doubt.
It’s not about dropping out or dropping anything at all
Its more like reuniting with the ever constant all.
Then we get to the awkward date that part of you that I call me
Though I don’t mean me as ownership though this is sometimes hard to see.
So when we start to take apart the ego and the thought
This is the part with an open heart confusion we may thwart
With the clarity of absence of everything but light,
And there are no more darkened corners or enemies to fight.
With no more misunderstanding or ego on the top
For the first step on this journey we’ve got wars to stop.
As we pack our travel bags we’ll leave guns and bombs behind
they have no place in our future not even for the blind.
No more hierarchy or monopolies control,
A better world can be our one and only goal,
To make a better place to live with beauty here to share,
Now is the time to make that change if in your heart you dare.
Try not to look, just walk on by,
Don’t think of your actions, as round the world you fly.
Don’t see the results, as in blindness you run,
As the taxes you pay, make every gun.
Try not to think, as this hurts you inside,
With eyes firmly closed, behind apathy hide.
Blame someone else, it easy this way.
Follow bad rules, try not to stray.
Ignoring the truth for a life full of ease,
This highly infectious contagious disease.
For security, Comfort, to impress, or to please,
We poison the air and cut down the trees.
To gain is the goal, to have as much as one dare,
we strip all the land with style and with flair.
We fight for the right to ignore the pain,
To end all the suffering by removing the brain.
As we fill it with rubbish, the things we’’need’’
Temptation dazzles as we’re lured towards greed.
Then just like fish we rise to the bait,
There’s no time to change, we think we’re too late.
Turn your head now, look the other way,
Close your eyes tightly, try not to stray.
As there is no choice no chance and no change,
And through blinkered blindness, we can’t rearrange,
All of our habits our lust ,need and greed
Addicted to money, as on this we feed.
Divided from nature, we rely on her gift,
We need to wake up, make consciousness shift.
We need to be open, as well as aware,
Willing with action, to show that we care.
Revolutions called for, when its evolution we need,
you we need to go forwards, by planting loves seed,
Deep in fertile forrows of every brain
Seeds of pure peace, to and all the pain.
We need to unite and untie the noose,
Put war behind us, by starting A truce.
Then we’ll disarm, and live the green way,
Listening to children, learning through play.
Making the ploughs of tomorrow, from the swords of the past.
Reducing our intake, whilst reshaping the cast,
And then we will poor from the furnace of our heart,
Pure molten love, as the future, we start.
Infinite imaginations kept in check by human wills
Surely this is the bitterest of all the bitter pills
For if we shared this Life of ours and opened up our mind
Universal consciousness will be ours too fine
Then will we will and will any way to build ourselves tomorrow
A place of joy for all to share and an end to sorry
For when we’re playing on the same side aiming at just one goal
Then at last we’ll recognise we are all just one soul
As many sides a diamond each race a single face
Just where is it that we’re running in this our human race?
In the tapestry of life there’s many tangles and a little twist,
And somewhere there is something that all of us have missed.
Its a single strand of consciousness thoughts strung in a list,
A string of rhyme and reason if you get the gist.
If we step back and take a look at this Gordian mess we find
With effort we can unpick the fabric of our mind
Through Spin A yarn that causes Harm has stitched up and entwined
it’s darned blinkers for humanity so like needles eyes were blind.
So how can we untangle this warped and weary weave
And find somewhere in a fibre A filament to believe
Through conception of a theory in line one can conceive
ironing out the plats and pleats ready to perceive
When we perceive the weft and warp as a single thread
A cord which we embroider from thoughts inside our head.
well that thread of truth we all adorn with all that we are Fed
Is stifled in a furball cocooned and almost dead.
They say it’s always wrong to tease but hair’s a little twist
Unless we pull apart this furball we’ll choke and then desist.
So for the greater love of life and everyone you’ve kissed
If we try hard were sure to card with a sweep of just one wrist
So tease we will and separate this one true loving Strand
And all who wish to join the dance can hold it in there hand
Then we’ll weave with loving steps across every single land
A tapestry of beauty that all of life has planned.
Survival
Unite and conquer divide and rule.
Separation is the Devils only tool.
We live in a bubble and breathe the same air.
Some try to break some try to care.
We’re stuck in a rut and driven by greed,
And why should I care about the things that you need?
We need the same things in order to Live,
So when I can take why should I give?
And why should I care when it causes you pain?
Or clean up the mess that makes acid rain?
And why should I try to clean up the mess?
That doesn’t touch me but causes distress
And why should I, Learned how to care
Learn how to love, or just be aware?
The struggle to end slavery was a drop in all vast sea’s
Some fought and gave their lives in this quest for liberties.
Then this struggle against the past fired many a war,
And nows the time to fight again for Earth and life and more.
For deep inside our every heart within our one great soul,
There is a truth that unites us all, and makes separate parts one whole.
when we start acting all as one the problems will dissolve
And all the conflicts of our past with will we will resolve.
The War on Terror we’ll only win when all nations do disarm,
Until that time its fear alone that will continue to cause harm.
For fear does make slaves of us it imprisons mind and heart,
It blinds us to and causes hate, and this is just a start.
When we run blind we crash and burn all about that’s good,
We don’t see the life that’s in the trees we only see the wood.
Our money brings us security as does the gun and wall,
but nature does not use these things that’s why we’re going to fall.
And just like Humpty Dumpty we’re all about to crash,
For to fix it all takes loving hearts and not a pile of cash.
If we can end our ownership, it will wipe out theft as well,
then all with peace and love will share this earth on which we dwell.
Have you ever sat and wondered why?
or thought so deep as time passed by?
For every form there is a function every bit has got its place,
And somehow we’ve forgotten this in this our human race.
We’ve run right by, or looked straight by, as for us our time is short,
Caught up in distraction, Life without A thought.
As we fill our heads with nonsense the things I ‘need’ to live,
Not seeing that in truth it’s me that has to give.
I am who I am, that’s me, you, he or she,
it’s the way it’s always been, it is the way to be.
When I think of who I am, or who or what is me,
I find that I am nothing without the love of thee.
So loves the word, the choice has always been,
But blinkered by delusions, loves not what we’ve seen.
A flower is the genitals of an innocent captive being,
A token of our love or grief, castrations we’re not seeing.
And as the sun continues to rise on this ever spinning ball,
I see my fate as your fate and know the mighty fall.
Caught up in confusion or lost within the sway,
The light we Known as consciousness shines to guide our way.
So back to me and who I am, I am the waters that I drink,
The air I breathe, the food I eat, and more to make me think.
The body in which I dwell is made from historys fight,
Time that goes beyond most thought, before the start of light.
But all the same,the flesh, the earth, living part of me,
My breath that is connected to every leaf of every tree.
But that’s not me, not who I am, not who I am but what?
The consciousness that’s within this form, that which is, it is not.
So I am all the things I see, and everything I do,
Or am I as I am, as you and me are two, in who?
Now we’ll start to look away not at who or what we’re not,
And look towards our function, the thing that we’ve forgot.
We are here to realise Paradise as for us this is the course,
the tools we need are love and peace, there is no room for force.
Free will is the only route, the path that’s free to walk,
And times to share with all of life when we walk our talk.
ECOSANITY 