Thursday, 28 September 2017

 
Q & A

When I move,
I move you and
we become movement.

When you're still,
I take a rest
and become you.

When I want something,
I say it.
And you say –
whatever you wish, my dear.

When I ask –
what would you prefer?
You say –
whatever you choose.

When I ask you –
what do you want?
You say, smiling –
whatever you want, love.

And when I ask –
what would you like now?
You lovingly say –
the same as you...

Always just one wish...
Questions being asked and
answered by the one asking,
for there is no us,
because we are not two.

Wednesday, 27 September 2017


LOVE HAS YOUR SHAPE

I don't need temples
to worship love
that's already here -
in the shape of you.


I don't need to bow down
before statues of gods,
for my ishta deva stands
right beside me -
in the shape of you.

I don't need ceremonies
to grant me
the proof of the divine,
there's a living, breathing proof
right in front of me -
in the shape of you.

I don't need a prayer to chant -
appreciation and reverence
for this love
surpass the power
of a thousand mantras.

Sunday, 24 September 2017


MERU

Cross the river,
climb the mountain,
adorn your head with flowers.

His abode is high above the ground
as well as here...
where the belly button of the world stands
where the navel of all worlds rises.

Wrapped up in eternity's tiger skin
to keep me warm in the freezing
Himalayan winter
I'm no longer shivering.
Shivaring now.

No penance, only you.
The name is the key as well as the lock.
Just like breath,
just like the blink of an eye,
a heartbeat... just like this.

Friday, 22 September 2017


YOUR WILL

Do what you will,
I know you do
and I know you will.

You know my intention
it's nothing but you
so do what you will.

I'm done with hows
and I know my whats
you just do what you will.

Take this fearful mind,
have this anxious heart
and do what you will.

I give up, I give in
do what you will
and I'll do your will.


Thursday, 21 September 2017


NOTIONLESS

Legions of life
deserted
collecting breath
in stones.
Crowning their kings'
heads with diamonds.
Daimons.
Crows cawing
on their shoulders
ruby tears dripping
from their eyes.
Cry of exhilaration.
No frontiers in this
field of wind.
Come over, he whispers.
Over where?
Smoke the holy river
and drown.
Wave your wand!
Arise!
Worry not.
This divine comedy
is acting you
act by act
scene by scene.
Hands holding you
are not your own.
Strings are many
will is one.
So it is done.

Friday, 15 September 2017


Season X, episode X (free flow)

Slipping away
I am. Not.
The end.
?
.
Seek and you will find
Nothing
Blah blah blah hbal l ...

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest of them all?
Smash! Smash!
Crash boom bang!
No one there.

Summon, release.
What where?

Schmuck on a pogo stick
Jump, jump!
Politician in a tree
Bite the the apple
Be free.

Cosmic joke
Cosmic shock.

Can you handle the truth?
Who's asking?
No one there.

Body of light
Body of flight.
Who's fleeing?
Where?
No one there.

Be what you are.
Who? Me?
No one here.
There. Where?
Where is there?
There is no where there.

Commitment to life.
Who's commited to what?
No one there.

Special edition!
Buy! Cry!

Howl with the coyotes.
Roadrunner.
Blade runner.

Everything is here.
Where?
Undead. Undead.

Crawl from your skin.
Whose skin?

»The soft parade has now begun«
Jim was right.
Tight.
This must be the end.
Mercy! Mercy!
Glory! Armageddon!

A sigh. Come back.
Come back. Choose.
Do it or don't.

Cry of a child squeezed through
The birth canal.
Weep, weep.
New world is here.
Old ways are dead.
Freedom no longer awaits.
It is. Here.
Welcome and choose a new name.
Bloody Mary.
Cheers to life!
I bow and give thanx.
Coagulate. Coagulate. What?
It's not over yet. Yet? No yet.
No no.
Mon amour. With a rose between
Your teeth.
Make sure to remove the thorns.
Let me.
Don't hurt yourself.
I love you. You. You make me real.
You keep me here. Where?
No reference point.
You are my reference point.

Thursday, 14 September 2017


ABSORPTION

Like two bowls immersed
into the velvet ocean
swaying beside
the shiny golden box
you once sank
to the bottom of the sea
in one of your sonnets...

The ocean gently seeps
through us
while we leak back into it
and flood each other.

Raised to the surface by the
secret of the box's content
we emerge out of the water
and disappear
in crescendo of waves.

Wednesday, 13 September 2017


OBLITERATION

In silence – the voiceless voice
from the black womb
where nothing but sparkles glitter.

Blankness of the body and mind
movement immovable, time frozen.

Thoughts unable to be thought
sentences seen – meaningless
words read – incomprehensible.

Embraced by the hand that feeds
and liberates
the play in her mysterious sandbox
is as magical as this, here, now.

Buliding sandcastles in her name
until she takes the form of wind
and obliterates them into oblivion.

And I realize -
there's nothing to be built. At all.

Sunday, 10 September 2017


WAY OF THE SUN

Scattering flowers
on my path of the Sun.
Throwing them around
to dry up and perish
like the world
I'm leaving behind.


Following the will
to cherish the sacred only,
guided by fire
within my blood,
the dweller of the abyss
shall be left empty handed.

This is a funeral
of the mundane,
a goodbye to the
notion of the »outside«.
By way of the Sun,
I'm heading home.

BOOM!

It feels like swallowing the atom bomb.
Every cell is exploding and imploding
simultaneously.

Like there are thousands of hurricanes
raging inside every atom.

Like there are scorching vulcanoes
erupting million times per breath.

Like breathing itself is absent
consisting of merely
air moving through lungs.

Like all extinct species are running
through the nervous system,
re-creating themselves.

When the Sun unleashes its power
remain still, serenity knows...
the best strategy is resignation.

Saturday, 9 September 2017


WHAT IF?

What if we were in each other all along
and we just finally met in person?

What if I met a speck of you
in every person that I ever loved and
that speck was the very reason
I even loved them?

What if the tiniest self-remembrance
while I was waking up
was the remembrance of you?

What if every failed love affair
failed because i was meant for you?

What if every disappointment and
pain that accompanied it was a map
that guided me towards you?

What if you are the answer to the wishes
I never knew I even had?

I could come up with thousands of
what ifs but they can't compete with the
certainty of knowing that there are no ifs.

Friday, 8 September 2017


NO WORLD

I saw the world go down in flames
while you and I stood majestically
inside the perimeter of our own being.

I saw them devouring the idea of the world
while you and I occupied the circle of our mutual self
and silently gazed at the goings – on.

I saw that there was no world and
I didn't cry anymore, for you and I remained
and we carried on as we always have...


SHE GIVES ONLY

In the land of a thousand dreams
amidst all imaginable visions and scenes
She opened my eyes and chose you.

In a giant candy store of all possible wishes
She led me to the sweetest taste
and chose you for me to enjoy.

In the museum of infinite beauty,
She showed me your impeccable form
took my hand and placed it in yours.

In the amusement park of all senses
She sat me down on Her roller coaster of grace
and swirled me straight into your arms.

In the space of no place and time
She swam me towards you
and merged me with your wave.

GOOD MORNING, LOVE!

I could write odes dedicated to you
every single day

but they wouldn't sum up
the immensity of gratitude
I feel towards you, for you.

I could sing praises of your name
all day long

but they wouldn't convey
the sense of all-consuming
worship I feel towards you, for you.

I could tear out my heart
and put it in your chest
but it would be useless
because it's beating there anyway.

Thursday, 7 September 2017


NOT GUILTY!

I'm no James Dean,
that's clear.
and my rebellion is
one with a cause.


It's the cause of
all causes in fact.

The first cause that
started the universe,
the great big bang,
if there ever was one...

It's not intentional,
don't get me wrong
I just am what I am.

Still it often feels like
the greatest crime.

With love and mercy
I plead – not guilty!

Wednesday, 6 September 2017


COMMITMENT TO LIFE

Dear world,
I'm kind of fond of you
but I don't get your ways.
I've tried, God knows I have –
while He laughed like mad
at my stupidity...
At my failed attempts to do it
»my way«.


He cried his eyes out while
I was dying in my efforts
to make myself small,
compromised myself
forced myself to fit in
raped myself with ideas
of what I »should be«...

Fuck the »shoulds«
and just be!

Nevermind the deniers
their name of the game is
»Bigger, better, faster, more«
and it's never enough.

My oath is to Life and Life only!
May those who worship death
be well... but I bid farewell.

It's a lonesome road
but I'm not alone anyway...

I've never felt more like Me
but i've never felt more
dead to the world as I do now.

Tears of sadness flood my face
in mourning for the world
and tears of joy stream down
in relief and sense of freedom.

And all is well. All is well...

Tuesday, 5 September 2017


SOON NOW

My favourite part of the day is
when I put my arms around you
and disappear in your embrace.

When my eager hands get to
touch your gorgeous face
and caress your hair.

When my excited fingertips
travel across your skin and
fondle your soft blazing lips.

When I gently press
my cheek against yours
and I'm swept off my feet
by your sweet innate scent.

When I kiss your lips and I
remember that familiar taste
that has been lingering
on my tongue for centuries.

When I look into your eyes but
get absorbed by the universe
and I thank God I'm home.

Monday, 4 September 2017


ENTER ME

I wish I could breathe in
the love that you are,

I wish I could chew it up
and swallow it down to
the bottom of my every cell.

I wish I could consume you
through all of my senses.

I wish I could make you
a substantial part of me
and you were flowing
through my veins.

So if I pricked my finger
you would appear
in a drop of blood.

And if I shed a tear
I would be crying you.

The body remembers,
and the spirit knows -
we once were one being.

Sunday, 3 September 2017


ONLY LOVE

I have died countless deaths
been reborn numberless times
with one purpose only
to be what I am
to express my being
and that being is love.


I have travelled through
numerous universes
repeated lessons
only to drop off the unreal
only to abide in truth, simplicity
and love.

I have grieved for the world
cried oceans of tears
shed myriads of forms
only to reveal the light
to remain in the permanence
of love.

I have stripped off the illusion
of duality innumerable times
quit staged plays of the mind
that trick and mislead since
the dawn of man
only to be this -
formless, nameless being
of love.

NEW DAWN

Resting my being in you
while you rest yours in me,
merged like siamese twins
who share a single heart.


One folded into the other
like translucent embryos.

Dreaming the dreams
of one another,
quietly tiptoeing through
each other's minds,
not to awaken the other.

Scattered in the parallel
dimension of deams...

Swept up together
by the subsiding wind
in this new dawn...

Gathering sparkles of light,
piling them up with
sacred gestures
for our own
internal combustion,

for the perpetual inner
transmission of fire.

Saturday, 2 September 2017


IO PAN!

Out of the ocean of recollection
a memory reemerged...

Standing in a flaming circle,
fire illuminating joyous faces,
stars streaming out of their eyes.

Shivers of pleasure
flooding the shimmering skin,
earth caressing our feet.

Dance of the naked bodies
under the night sky
cloaked in moonlight only.

Wind as the background sound
carrying the scent of burning thyme
through the scenery of the forest.

Celebration of holy profanity
festivity of profane holiness.

In the name of Pan!
In the name of the Holy whore!



DRAGON RIDE

Sword of power,
connecting the Earth and Sky,

my own might
pouring from above
and down into the ground.

Filling up the body and soil,
feeding the cells and roots...

Holy weapon of Will
commanding the powers
that are in command...

Standing inside the sanctuary
of intentional self sacrifice,

encircled with candle flames,
guarded by nothing
but potency of the Self.

Willful descent into
the Netherworld...

Disappearance with
mantra on the lips,
voluntary death by chant.

Culmination of the ceremony
and then serenity...
pure force embodied.

Friday, 1 September 2017


MOTHER OF ALL

Her faces are many,
but the faceless one speaks.

Her names are many,
but the nameless one discloses
the unfathomable...

I was shown the shrines of
Life's unsurpassable beauty,

secret doorways to all the hearts
and hidden back door entrance
to the one and only Heart.

I was handed over free backstage pass
to the continuous flow of bewilderment.

I was entrusted codes to secret passages
so I could enter
abundance of profound delight.

I was confided clandestine ciphers to
undisclosed coordinates for
unearthly encounters...

She showed me miraculous
formulas to unlock the mystery
that is as plain as This.

I was given the simplest
password to the sesame that's
forever been open,

the key to paradise that has
never been lost or regained.

She showed me the Garden of eden
where no one has ever fallen from grace
because there's nothing but grace.

MORNING STAR You, bright bearer of light, whose flame carries my shape. My burning blood glitters with the vibration of your na...