In the darkest of darkness
The lightest of light.
Where darkness and light meet.
Where eyes cannot see.
It’s there where magic is born.

Keep on falling towards
the endless bottom of the mind,
into the world of your deepest faith.
Like going to the black of space
where the real light is.
Where your loved one awaits.

Behind once closed doors
you’ll see all your dreams and desires.
Open your window and wait.
Everything you dreamed of is right there.

I’m in Eden’s garden
A whole community of people talking, laughing.
Walking hand in hand.
All kinds of flowers and animals together.
Only peacefulness and harmony.
Fairies are flying sprinkling sparkles on me.
I see you coming, my prince, on white horse and all.
I smile.



Shell✨🐚

If the rain did not say it,
Then it is no truth
For sunshine lies,
With it's promise of life in youth.

So I listen to the clouds.

She was free
Not in the sense of wealth nor power
But of the mind
She was free
Didn’t have desire to be cast down by chains
No one speaking her name in vain
She was free
Of the world; of the worry
She was free
And that was a beautiful thing for her to finally
Be.

If life were
   understood
   completely
   we'd have nothing
   more to live for  
   being stultified
   and empty
   all wonder
   would have died

   no more teaching
   nor writing
   there's no need
   for reading or inventing
   superfluous is every thinking

   the morphing
   of  the intellect
   creativity in waning
   the self in annihilating
   and the dehumanising
   of every human undertaking