Suddenly an angel
drops down from the sky.
She's been waiting for you
to feel the ground.

Waiting to discover,
what's buried in your heart.
To feel the energy,
that keeps you alive.

Suddenly an angel, like a rising sun,
makes a connection that opens your eyes.
She says `I am only powerful..'
`when you can feel my light'.

She opens a door for you,
but still flying is so hard,
to release the envy,
that keeps you on the ground.

She opens a door for you,
to fly in outer space,
so wonderful the time with her,
so easy and light..

Suddenly an angel, like a falling star,
makes a confession that opens your heart.
She says `I am only beautiful',
`When seen through your light'

She opens a door for you,
if you step into her eyes,
you could release the anger,
that keeps you on the ground.

She opens a door for you,
to float in outer space,
so heavenly the time with her,
so perfect and right..

but then she says `let go of me'
and you feel your heavy heart.
`you should go back home again,
I only came to point the way'.

So once a while, every year or two,
she surprisingly drops by,
she holds your hand but doesn't kiss your lips..
`I only came to point the way..'

You cry `angel, won't you marry me?!'
and politely she smiles,
she looks into your eyes and says
`you're not here to make that sacrifice'

and she tells you of a previous life,
where you loved each other, like a man and wife
In a small house, on a mountain
you were together through the whole day and night

just let me walk a moment in your light
before sunset we must part
I must find my way back home
pretty soon it will be dark.

you speak the language of my soul,
we share the same delusion,
we hold hands and jump down a waterfall,
while thoughts of a lifetime run through our minds.

No stopping, no criticizing , just thoughts running.
When you hold the hand of your true partner,
falling feels like flying.
Our heads in the clouds ,
our eyes fixated on the heart of the sun,
while our bodies fall.

You know the meaning better than I,
when I say `this world is always filled with doubt'
you know it is the same as saying
`This world is the perfect playground, for the one seeking to
go beyond'

You speak the language of of my mind ,
we share the same confusion,
we stand together breathing the same air,
while fears of many lifetimes brush us through the wind.

No stopping, no criticizing , just emotions flowing.
When you look into the eyes of your own reflection,
the wildest storm dissolves into dew drops

Our ears always searching for the primal vibration,
searching for a real connection

How many zillions of times do we need to repeat a mistake, to
know it's a mistake?
How many eons do we need to dwell in darkness to realize only the
Dhamma can save us?
How strong a fire does it take to create a mind committed to escaping it?
I feel like just a passenger in this stream of mind.
If it must be slow let me try to enjoy the ride.

we suddenly woke up to find our fists clenched tightly.
We assumed we had precious diamonds in our hands and held onto them through thousands of years of wind, rain and sun.
Ultimately, battling an infinite world with finite will, we were forced to reveal our palms.
As the diamonds flew in the wind they turned to dust.
But life is harder than a fairytale.. and our fear of losing diamonds
did not magically fly away with them.
Only when despair reached an unbearable climax,
a line was carved deep enough into our minds.
Light could shine through the crack,
we are still in the dark..but now we know the way out.

Changing Behaviour

You can do anything you set your mine to..
but how to set your mind to something is an interesting subtle process
requiring effort and time,
that is sometimes brushed under the rug and treated as a minor detail.

Music lost to my ears,
it blends into the crowd like an echo of a lost time..
a time repeated blindly in empty gestures,
mechanically we dance to the same tune..
How we will be startled and awakened in that distant future when
the voice of a new saviour will remind us of the power of a
single note, played without confusion, when that
note is the direct complement of the silence from which it came.
The gong is struck again, and it shakes the universe..
For a moment the world opens its eyes and ears, and you fly
in space, walk through the bottom of an ocean, pass through the heart
of the planet, sit on the surface of the sun, just through the power of
your own clarity.

It occurred to me there is a snowball effect in interacting with the other sex: We are not authentic because we are afraid of getting hurt, and because we are not authentic we create discomfort in the other side that manifests in negative responses that hurt us.

Return of a KING

Thrown out of hell,
haven't landed anywhere yet.

Floating in limbo, dark stars around.

Shadows are the bars of your prison cell.
Thrown out of hell, haven't landed anywhere.

Preparing for the return of the king,
where new freedom will be revealed.

Coming out of the clouds he will say,
your slate is clean.

You find you are on soft ground.

A moment of sunlight

every night the demons arise,
and every day there is at least a moment of sunlight,
in which I take a small step piercing the darkness
by the time I return to the void demons will be far away from me


a moment of sunlight in the evening goes to all the
rouge souls.. at the end of a day I see what stays with me
from all the choices made. I see what makes a mark on a nameless
soul. The moment you chose to smile to a stranger in need.
The moment you chose to breathe to the fake smiles around
The tempted mind that talks to blind itself to the world

A moment of sunlight in the evening goes to all
determined souls..
at the wake of the night I see what stays with me
from the debts of my name..I see what weights of the past
have been lifted from my heart.
The weight of regret of a bold action not taken
The weight of insisting on another gold coin
The contracted mind that seeks to protect itself from the world

A moment of sunlight when the dawn comes goes to all
evolving souls..
at the rise of a day I see what's come to me
from the infinite void
a strength to walk through a thorny road
A clarity that dispels a cloud above
A wind that flows like a river of love.

To make a change in life,
you have to create an overwhelming desire for that change,
strong enough to overwhelm the force of habit.

Time wasted, by senseless pride,
..delaying the inevitable fall,
....delaying the glorious rise that follows.
......Postponing for years
........the predictable words
..........`I need you', `I want you',
............`I resent what you did', `You hurt me'.
............With each cycle of struggle and surrender,
..........we spiral inwards,
........closer to the truth,
......pretenses fall,
....angry tears fall,
..an angry child looks at the world
with a primal sense of wonder.

Bringing naturalness into complex behavior.
Synthesizing the Intellectual and the Natural.
Our task is to bring the divine into the intellectual.