Art

Luminosity, flow, divine. 

The essence of art, is the essence of life itself.

Continously Curious and introspective, but outward in expression, showing everything to everyone.

See it, feel it. 

work is life, Expressing it's mystic flow.

The little star

A whirling darkness of matter,

A vast lonely place,

It swallows up planets and moons, and galaxies,

Solar systems vanish leaving no trace.

Destruction and evil follow the darkness wherever it heads,

The potential end of the human race, 

The evil gets stronger everyday,

Corrupting life in everyway,

But, one light looks upon us all with a new face and holds us with such loving grace...

In the quiet of deep winter twinkles the little star, 

It watches patiently the ways of the whirling darkness,

It sees and it knows.

The darkness tries to tempt us,

But spreading its light the star reassures,

It shows us the way. 

This little star is meek,

A star for the people, a star for the weak,

Though little it is bold and brave,

It heads to the dark matter,

And the dark matter is overcome,

The weak become strong for as long as they cling to the star dust trail, they cannot fail or fall, for nothing is impossible for the star, and with it we will go far,

Far away from darkness and death,

Far away from lies and deceit.

So be it!

It is done,

Mission complete!

As it was told, it will happen.

Fore the universe and life itself revolve around this little star, 

But, don't look upon it from afar,

Let it's light fill you and it's love consume you,

And you will radiate all this,

And live surrounded by light in everlasting bliss!

Soul searching

They fall at the wayside,

The gutter is nowhere to live,

They take and take,

When to survive you give.

They bend and they break,

The break is life long,

They stop and think too much,

Recovery has gone.

They lose their faith,

Money is all they need,

Their opinion is king,

Their wealth and their greed.

Pride is the Devil's possession,

Deception is vanity,

The humble are gracious,

The weak fight for sanity.

When the time comes to meet glory or doom,

Is your conscience clear,

Did you do your very best,

Or did the demons your heart sear.

Did the devil win you over,

Or were you held close by life,

Were the Angels with you,

Or did death rule with scythe.

Look deep into your mind,

Discover your true self,

Is your soul protected,

Is truth your only wealth.

In the end you will know the meaning of why we are here,

Your souls destruction or everlasting history,

Love is our purpose and the way to live,

Live for the victory of life's divine mystery!

The life beyond

Beware of men who fear the light, as beyond the darkness of rolling hills and twisted trees, distorted pebbles, jagged rocks and sharp mountain edges and all the demons of the earth, the fresh air smells sweet and the water pure, the earth good and nourishing, and the light is as bright as can be.

Beyond that which we can see and comprehend with sight,

where hope lives the light shines brightest,

Here faith is strongest and the truth dwells upon high. 

In this land of faith, of the unseen, dreams are awake and living, the past is alive, the dangling of the rope of death is severed, life beyond life ringing an endless delightful chime of hope and faith is seen for the first time before your very own eyes. No longer will you cry tears of torment, but overwhelmed with tears of the beauty and joy you see. 

The hopeless and powerless now are hopeful and powerful,

The downtrodden and belittled now are risen and mighty,

The miserable and low now are elevated and exhilarated.

The clouds are no longer dark,

The air is light, the flowers and the leaves are bountiful and colourful beyond imagination. 

Light is here, 

fore darkness blinds, but now we can see,

We can see the good and the great,

We can live the fulfilled life,

The cherished life,

All those tarnished days and the murkiness in our minds is now clarity, like the purest stream of the freshest water.

Like the song of the Nightingale, we hear and its beauty never fades. 

The child afraid of the dark

was never afraid of the light,

Beyond the horizon innocence and truth are intertwined,

The child's instinct is the blessed reality now realised,

As fear no longer exists, 

As perfect love hast cast it out,

And only love can make the life 

beyond this darkness shine!

Until you know that the light has won

It's not about colours,

Black and white or blue,

Life is about the Light and the darkness,

How the light overcomes the darkness,

How Truth wins every time,

How good is greater than evil,

How humility conquers pride,

And how one sees if there is light, but one is blind in the dark.

Many men have many demons,

The talkers and stalkers,

Manipulators and decievers, 

Laughers and disturbers,

It's easy to see them, 

Easier to know them,

As they are the insecure ones,

The perverted ones, 

The rotten fruit,

The seed fallen on bad soil,

They will influence and take your heart, 

If you're not careful.

Beware of the clown and the vampire,

And look to brightness and clarity of soul,

Look to purity and humility,

Though when the clown needs to be told, 

by all means let it be told,

Fore he is naked without his mask,

And limp without his fuel,

His drug is attention and reaction,

This is his erection,

Small and pathetic little man,

Grin and sin all you like,

You'll get your slap eventually,

Crushed by bright light to save you,

But your pride is far too much,

And at straws you clutch,

And when life gets far too much,

You'll be begging for the mercy of the light,

But it won't come, 

as you think you are the great one,

But, you're nothing and nobody until you know that the light has won!

Where evil ceases

All life can be blown away,

Or blitzed into a billion pieces,

But, love is stronger than anything dark,

Hence a point where evil ceases.

First in the heart,

This takes one apart,

Away from hurt, away from sin,

It's starts with thinking and begins within,

Will I be good or will I be bad?

Will I feel joy and be glad?

Biologically evil? or not?

It doesn't matter!

Fore the decision to pray and not go astray, is in your hands.

Nothing is impossible in prayer!

The change of heart is miraculous,

To merely decide to be kind, with help from above,

Your heart melting from a stone to a dove, 

A sanctuary for peace and calm,

An altar to God himself.

Trials come and go,

But, faith is grounded, 

You take the pounding of life, time after time,

But, step back on the straight path and realign,

Back on the fine blade that is life,

Balancing this way and that,

When one reaches that sacred cutting point, 

Separating one from death to life,

That's when evil ceases

and all pieces come together,

Paradise is here and peace exists forever!

Spiritual Freedom

 Let your mind fly,

Let your heart soar,

Let your wings be freedom in your soul.

Now I know the Truth I knew as a child is true,

Now the child's freedom has shown it's wisdom,

Beyond years, beyond time, beyond reason.

Innocence is seldom wrong,

Honesty rises to show itself, 

to show it's power every time it is spoken,

Listen for honesty, it is different to lies,

Though it need not be spoken,

It can be seen in the face in the eyes, 

the eyes say everything, 

meaning is held here that is transmitted from the heart,

Look to your heart for freedom.

Spiritual freedom is the greatest,

As once I was captured inside,

Lost and roaming in the nights darkness,

Weak and frail from the rigours of torment,

The evil hand touched my mind,

But, once this dark veil was lifted

with the will of power,

With the heart of faith,

I was changed, though everything around me was the same,

I was filled with light,

I could see the truth,

Freedom had become the way.

The attacks are ferocious now,

The Light inspires me to see,

If they close in I'm ready and pray, 

Mercy is great for a sinner like me,

The Mighty one holds me in his palm, 

And surrounds me with His strength,

The beauty that is everywhere present and filling all things,

Is His love and with it the freedom it brings.