Fatima Palma a sentir-se enfeitiçada! Who am I? I cannot - TopicsExpress



          

Fatima Palma a sentir-se enfeitiçada! Who am I? I cannot say. You see my seasons they change from day to day Poet - priest - assassin - thief My magic suspends my disbelief Who am I? I’m just a pack of lies. I’m a tower of cards, I’m the yarn of a bard I’m the jest of a fool, a glittering jewel I’m just a candy coated castle in the sky But this little self is just a daydream of an angel It’s the shadow of a rainbow It’s the twinkling in the inkling of a blink Of an all seeing Eye Tear down your lying idols, and let your truth spring free Stop searching and find stop listening and hear stop looking and simply see Do what thou wilt and no other thing Wander alone in the crowd and sing And fear not the taunts of the man and his masses cos when disaster comes knocking it’s us fools who’ll be laughing Now Noah and his folks were the neighborhood joke Till the rain started falling and the levees broke And too late, the profane saw the error of their ways At the end of their tethers and the ancient of days So don’t get manic and panic when terror turns titanic Just don’t stand and stare at the wave as it breaks Do what thou wilt, whatever it takes Follow lord fortune wherever he leads and petition your demon to tend to your needs Go crazy, go wild, get wasted, get wise Wake up from your nightmares, stop believing their lies Get active, get radical, get real and get magical Aspire to your heights and embrace all your lows Give in to desire, Let the flood of lust flow Let experience, unjudged, be your teacher, supreme in the mystical marriage of the king and his queen for devotion delivered from lust of result destroys the delusions of the personal cult And the seed of the apple, the snake gave the dove That was Shakti and Shiva, united in Love Now the fruit of the knowledge of good and ill was a necessary evil, but a bittersweet pill But the fruit of the tree of eternal life is the salve to alleviate our mortal strife See the kiss of the cobra both kills and cures and the only defense is a heart that’s pure It’s a drug to unhinge the temples door and the key to the kingdom where love is the law The word of sin is restriction so give in to a sacred addiction Get drunk on the wine of the light divine so bright that it bites and burns your mind blind Divorced from mistaken identification to all but to love in the grace of creation Witness each breath with this passionate wonder that wants here and now in the blissful blue yonder Honor the body, as the bride of a King and nurture the spark of desire within Let reason and passion be your left and your right no more divided then day is from night Then unite by your art, your head and your heart for emptiness ends where eternity starts Let go, and let rip Take a ride, take a trip Get to work, get to bed get a life, get a grip Take leave of your senses, your cunning pretenses Pick up your beds and tear down your defenses and retrace the course of the spring to it’s source in the time before mine, where God only knows in the Garden of Eden, where the tree of life grows
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 21:52:24 +0000

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