Mongolian Mystery Being

i have roamed the dark side of the moon

past the milky way on silver spoon

i have screened the texture of my brain

i have hardly ever gone insane

i am...

the mongolian mystery being

too fast to ever be seen

the ranger of deserted lands

master of infinite sands

i am coming to take you away,

to show you the way

cross arid and gray,

so what you say?

Maya

embarking on a journey
a journey to the sky
on silver wings of angel craft
god taught me how to fly

whispers in the wilderness
in love with deep blue sky
i kiss the flower pollen sweet
to yonder worlds i fly

puzzled by the world of men
so different from my sky
concrete buildings, bars of steel
so sad, they'll never fly

nature is my summerlands
plants and sapphire sky
rosy gardens ruby red,
emerald fields to fly

a honey bee of innocence
a daughter of the sky
mother nature's virgin girl
so blissful when i fly...

Synergetic Angel Symposium

the confederation of angels has assembled;
it seems that the nations of the world are finally at peace;
memories of the days mankind lived in harmony are rekindled;
a beautiful nostalgia, the ancestors are dancing once again...

the spacious assembly hall is full;
chairman gabriel is giving his well-prepared speech;
rumor has it that god helped him sketch the outline;
sentient beings applaud the deeply illuminated speech.

lobbying is over, the time for action is at hand;
it has been resolved that flowers be planted everywhere;
a task-force is in place for re-establishing mountain streams;
and a crew has been dispatched to clean the stratosphere.

a new era of bliss and celebration unfolds;
celestial bodhisattvas have flown to their quarters;
son of man has left for his kingdom in a chariot of fire;
and the ancient sufi masters are playing their last lullaby...

the pestilence of worlds is gone;
mankind has finally been cured of its obsessive cravings;
lust, hatred and delusion are now bizarre tales the grandfathers tell;
harmony prevails, there is now a foundation for universal peace.

Elemental

elemental, transcendental
sweet creation in the nature
and she moves with the flow,
reveling in the universe...

lady earth, so full of texture
pleasant fragrance, solid motion
and she moves with the flow,
grounded in the universe...

lady water, seamless flower
quenching passions, so refreshing
and she moves with the flow,
flowing through the universe...

lady fire, foe of darkness
energetic, life-augmenting
and she moves with the flow,
splendor of the universe...

lady air, so full of lightness
all-pervasive, windy motion
and she moves with the flow,
flying across the universe...

lady ether, space creator
misty canvas, base of nature
and she moves with the flow,
underneath the universe...

integrated, liberated
spirit nature, deep within me
and she moves with the flow,
dancing in the beautiful universe...

Neurotic Background Choir

In Memoriam
Herr Trollson og Fru Stalkerson
og støjende familie

1980-2008 - Rest in Peace
it was a genuine pleasure to know you...

there has to be a neurotic background choir
immersed in resentment, cynicism and pessimism
confined in prisons of their own design.

deep pain dwells within their hearts
as they are desperately lashing out
in a hopeless, consuming quest for solace.
a life of freedom is never found in prisons!

one wonders, did some people go out for a cigarette
when god distributed joy and freedom at the dawn of creation;
told us to live and love in peace and harmony...

endless grumbling and moaning echoing
from crowded, dark cells of suppressed humanity
deprived of a sense of fundamental goodwill.

it really doesn't have to be that way —
but i suppose we all have our own destinies...

bodhicitta only dawns after a journey to the dark side;
a deep plunge into the darkest abyss of hell...
for only in hell is heaven's need understood
and only knowers of heaven and hell journey into nonduality
a tranquil base for unconditional joy and benevolence.

greetings to you, fair men and ladies of the neurotic choir!
i relish the moments of experience and exchange with you
brimming with curiosity, the scientist of the human mind that I am.

you haunt me, you fascinate me;
i have ran out of tears for you, i only watch
in awe of the deep sense of emptiness
i sense in your cacophonic melodies...

Strange Meetings

walking down a west coast alley
i meet again that pretty girl in a miniskirt
seen her before, yes I have, yes i have
but i shouldn't talk, they told me it's no-no-good...

she's like really profound and cute
a shock leading to a grave brain disorder
i turn my back and walk quickly away
falling into amnesia, memories in oblivion...

years passed, water flowed under bridge
she went south, i traveled far-away east
walked through my hell, she walked beyond hers
but the winds of destiny are bizarre indeed...

strange meetings over strange media
rediscoveries, treasures long lost and buried
vivid, warm connections in deep heart strata
new sweet beginnings to old fairy tales...

wandering in green forests pristine and deep
crossing the ocean on pink river whales
mixing the stars into a gourmet cosmic salad
hello, my hobbit princess is here again!

Crowley Pi

In Memoriam
Roger T. Crowley
1950-2007

To the first
and perhaps strangest
of my teachers —
with fond memories.

metaphysics, esoterics
epistemic exegetics
fascination mythologics
rolling on with good vibration

transcendental personalists
shadows of substantialists
intelligent neosophists
jamming on with celebration

swami plays the harmonium
dancing in the symposium
party rolling on premium
energetic congregation

seminars on bizarre subjects
exploring strange deviant sects
peeks at massive divine objects
swami knows the speculation

wandering in noir mansions
red-lit streets for mind-expansions
dropping out at bizarre stations
swami goes for exploration

entering the last dimension
escaping the group oppression
swami-lands are full of motion
swami has his holiday ooo-on...

Jupiterian Principle: Wisdom Patterns

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condensated knowledge forms are

oscillating in my vision

comprehension unobstructed

roots of wisdom growing wild

phenomena in their nature

interwoven information

exhorting for comprehension

rising beyond human mind

open pastures, heart dimension

ethereal syndication

fundamental integration

solid self evaporating

eternity enveloping

infinity microscoping

emptiness of present instant

dancing in the open space

sipping from the wisdom ocean

medicated knowledge-potion

access insight rivers streaming

flooding lands of soul terrain

life in eden is delightful

flowerlords are celebrating

waltzing troops of crazy angels

have i touched the mind of god?

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Päivänsäde ja menninkäinen - Osa 2: "Illanhämy rakkauden"

And this is for our Finnish readers... The second part to a beautiful but melancholic old song about the impossible love between a light fairy and an earth sprite, one living of light and the other dwelling in darkness. Dedicated to a dear hobbit friend of Shire.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Illanhämy mietti hetken —
"Surullinen menninkäinen,
kuinka tuota lohduttaa?"
Kutsui luokseen aurinkoisen
loitsi vaikuttajan toisen
päivän sekä öisen pimeyden.

Sanoi heille: "Julmat ovat tienne teidän vaikeroivat —
rikkoisitte rakkauden."
Hämyn henki myötätunnon antoi heille suloisen maan
iänaikain iltahämärän.

Ihailivat toisiansa
menninkäinen, kultasiipi
täynnä kuumaa leiskuntaa...
Syleilivät, suutelivat
vuoteellansa iltahämyn
maistelivat iltaa ihanaa!

"En piittaa vaikka valon jätin, päivän kirkkauden
on hämärassä kaunis vaeltaa.
"Käy kanssani, mun menninkäinen, näytän sulle tien
vien maahan suuren rakkauden"

Sanoi siihen menninkäinen:
"Päivänsäde, rakkauteni,
sydämein on täynnä elämää!
Yhdessä nyt vaellamme,
hämyn verhoon sukellamme,
vailla huolta päivän huomisen..."

Ja niin kulki päivänsäde,
rinnallansa menninkäinen
alla taivaankannen hämäran.
Hyväilivät toisiansa
taivaan aurinko ja tähdet
maassa suuren rakkauden.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Magic Potion

love in motion, magic potion
tender care and saturation

love is light and love is wonder
does it last — i often wonder

love is hell and love is heaven
why is love always uneven?

love is when i see you dancing
divine way of necromancing

love is when i feel you smiling
we have brought an end to wailing

love creates the wings of angels
leaves of birches, blessed strangers

i'm in love with love in motion
healed by the magic potion

love is emptiness — emptiness is love...

Pixie Train

take a train to pixie lands
pack the flowers, magic sands
mount the wings of silver strands
kiss the one who understands

magic of the autumn moon
lushness of the late monsoon
beauty of the deep lagoon
eating with a silver spoon

lounging under ancient shrines
pixie trails on magic vines
apple blossom redesigns
bathing in the sapphire shines

traveling in submarines
cookies made of nectar beans
cross the time-space beyond dreams
dancing in the solar beams

savoring the magic potion
delirium, deep emotion
spontaneous locomotion
tripping on the wizard lotion

buddha-fields and levitation
atmospheric adaptation
enigmatic rumination
fundamental permutation

how i long to be
in the pixie land
how i long to dance
in the pixie sand

how i wish to be
in a pixie tree
how i wish to eat
every pixie treat

how i hope to be
in a pixie trance
how i hope to have
one more pixie chance

how i meant to be
in a pixie dream
how i meant to swim
every pixie stream

how i transmutate
how i modulate
how i procreate
how i break my crate

in the heaven of pixies
in the garden of light
in smoothie delight

A Magic Box

a magic box of fantasies
an eerie land of lucid dreams
a jasmine orchid indiscreet
in sleep...

a silent arbour in the sea
an island made of ecstasy
a pixie house inside a tree
in me...

a flight to venus, silver wings
ambrosia in golden rings
alone a fairy princess sings
for me...

i make a garden in my heart
i plant the twilights in the dark
i light the heavens with a spark
of you...

a magic box of fantasies for you...

i made a beautiful
magic box of fantasies
for you...

Lady Lovely Locks

sweet lady lovely locks, i place you in a locket
i travel to the heavens, i fly without a rocket
i cross the seven seas of yore, i dive the ocean deep
i pluck the moonsphere like a flower, lest my lady weep

i journey to the forest dark, i climb the magic vine
i wander to the spring of love, i taste the passion wine
i feel the nature's tender breeze, i hear the breath of winds
i hear the cuckoo's mating call, i wonder what he finds

come dance with fairies, lady love, our magic mountain calls
come savor champagne jubilee, in dreams one walks through walls
come wander cross our heartlands vast, in hues of crimson deep
come take a sip of honey dew, taste tender dreamy sleep

we'll journey past imagination, cross the human space
we'll merge within the fifth dimension, fly in frenzied grace
we'll kiss the lips of distant past, travel times unseen
we'll warp the fabric of the worlds, bend timey spacey screens

rainbow as our mistletoe, nature our kaleidoscope
milky way a string of pearls I weaved with strands of hope
emptiness our dancing hall, maestro in angel blue
oh dally in the universe i built with love for you...

The Three Metaphysicists

contemplations, mastications, supranormal celebrations |
   revelations, dissertations, precognitive flagellations ||

distributed good vibrations, antithetic vindications |
   germinating supplications, obfuscated formulations ||

epistemic exhortations, meta-conscious demonstrations |
   luminated thought-formations, sacramental elongations ||

picking up the dandelions, jamming with the zion lions |
   waltzing through the autumn forest, life is but a celebration ||

celebration, indignation, charismatic rumination |
   in the whirlpool, dark emotions, starchy texture, glomeration ||

it is not-this, nor not-this-this, anamorphic fragmentation |
   emptiness of lucid dreaming, introspective sanitation ||

metaphysic exploration, transdimension excavation |
   tearing down the mind's creation, transbodhic emancipation ||

... and the three metaphysicists lived happily ever after ... ||

The Lady's Bluebells

whence cometh the shining,
whence cometh the silent midnight breeze?
whence cometh the heaven's comets,
whence the prophet's tale of god?

thence, my lady, come the seeds of love and grace
thence the bluebells, tender, sweet and soft
thence the wonders, sparks of mother great divine
thence the pixie dust, ambrosial rains of heaven's flavor

whence cometh the shadows,
whence cometh the berserk, savage rage?
whence cometh the lords of pandemonium,
whence the darkness of the human mind?

thence, my lady, grow the roots of fear and terror
thence the eerie shrieks of darkest night
thence the devils, rays of samael the dark
thence the night of devastation, wrath and fury of demise.

Mediterranean Whisper

i'm a whisper in the sea
ocean of my sensuality
i'm a pattern on the sky
echo of the heaven's silent cry

i'm a creature from the fields of light
icarus ascending past human sight
i'm the chaos of the yonder world
bound to perish, enveloped manifold

destination uncreated, resolution undergone
have i shed the mortal coil, shed the flesh and blood and bone?
plateau of emptiness, devastated summerlands
subatomic exploration, weaving webs of superstrands

integrated recreation, textures and saturation
psychotropic stimulation, citizens of magic nation
gone beyond the hollow strata, nescience of iron hearts
a whisper in the sea of thoughts, a master of the arts.