2017-02
Ships at sea
can only find their way
By following the beacons of light
To safely enter into the harbour
We, humans, have our
Way showers, free spirits,
free thinkers, our rebels against
the slavery system
Illuminated spirits
Pure souls
Guiding lights
To wake us up
To show us the way
Safely, into our harbour
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2017-01
What does it mean:
‘washing away our sins’
That all religions prescribe?
Whether dipping some fingers
in holy water
and making a cross
on our bodies
Or, often after a long pilgrimage,
immersing oneself in the river Ganges
or in a temple bath?
Water is the key
to unlock our ‘sins’
In a broader perspective:
All our experiences in life
(or in the ones before)
that we still carry with us
in our cellular memory
Let go, let go, let go of them
Yes, also those we carried for too long
It’s time to release
Flush them out
Of our bodily water
Into Gaia’s rivers
To be taken to the ocean
To purify
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2016-12
Moving slowly
Through heavy traffic
This heart on wheels
Moving things from A to B
Or back
Always there
Where a heart is needed
Taking in heavy loads
Or family and friends
To a next destination
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2016-11
We’re on our way
To create
The perfect cyborg:
Robots, smarter than humans
Agenda 21
Chemtrails that poison us
Contaminating the foodchain
But:
Who decides our future being?
Who thinks himself superior
As to control the ‘masses’?
Leading the to the pond
Of their desire?
And what if
I don’t want to be controlled?
I don’t accept their food?
I choose to be free?
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2016-10
Wishing all children
Precious as they are,
To grow up in safety
With loving parents,
Adorable siblings
And friends who care
To teach them
They are totally fine as they are:
Shy or outgoing,
Happy or sad,
Dirty or clean,
So they can be as children
Showing us their wisdom,
Spontaneity and playfulness
Their being able to live every moment
To the full
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2016-09
People are like bamboo
Flexible as young sprouts
Highly nutricious
In the roots
Becoming solid and strong
As we grow older
But remember:
Only the healthy stems
Are strong enough
To build a 13 storey building!
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2016-08
The heart is my real brain
With holes of emotions
Where memories, like nails,
Are hammered in
To show me the way
To transparency
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2016-07
To get to the bottom
Of who we really are
We first have to determine
What we picked up on the way
Since we were born
(already with an agenda!)
And filled up our bin
With family secrets,
Social beliefs of our culture,
Do’s and don’ts
(and all the distorted pain)
We had to believe
As being THE truth
Taught in the educational system,
In religion, in politics
And on the daily news
And realize
All of that
Has shaped our life, our being
And makes us view the world
Looking through a coloured lens
Like watching a pool after winter
Where dead leaves are piled up
In shades of blue
Some already rotten
Leaves as beliefs
We need to get them out!
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2016-06
Geometric patterns
Left by the ancients
For us now to decipher
Their message
Like pieces of a puzzle
Finding answers
Or maybe even more questions
Becoming able
To finally
Rewrite our history
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2016-05
Making love
Simple words
For a wide-ranging action
From plain sex, fulfilling a need
To a tantric experience
Act of creation, anyway
Piece of art
Right there, in the moment
Two beings
United as one
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