Obscene whining - of infernal discordant music
Worn, with a strange lust
Whilst the floods menaced Earth
Like A Tibetan Mandala
All colours dazzling
Seeking the formless fire......   For Lust's sake
                                                     Let us Lust
                                                     For smoke's sake
                                                     Let us Smoke,....
The leeches of boredom
The pythons of poverty
The born and the unborn
Flamed up into mania's nameless Nature
Pure being - unveiled from the Matrix
The four walls of our Prison
Part of the Veils of matter
The ultimate reality appears out of oblivion
One super-subtle whisper
Slipping back to the Ancients
Like Faust to the Brocken
For ever driven darkly onward

There is nothing higher
There is nothing more
What is lost
Eternity can never restore...

Gypsy