I hate the uneducated and the ignorant.
I hate the pompous and the phony.
I hate the jealous, the resentful.
The crabbed and mean and petty.
I hate all ordinary and dull little people
who  aren't ashamed of being dull and little.
I hate the New People
with their cars
and their money
and their T.V.s
and their stupid vulgarities
and their stupid crawling imitations.

I love honesty and freedom and giving.
I love making, I love doing.
I love being to the full.
I love everything that is not sitting
and watching
and copying
and dead at heart.

I'll rise with the tempest,
Sail away upon violent seas,
Beyond the sight of mortal's eyes,
And delve into a novelty gem quest.

I'll rise with the tempest,
Drift away to the distant wild,
To the sheer edge of the world,
And seek to ever be held by thy breast.

I'll rise with the tempest,
Whisper a serenade upon streams of time,
Streaming yonder a golden clime,
Wishing it serenade's thee, Heaven's fairest.

I'll rise with the tempest,
Spread my wings past beyond the clouds,
Gather all effulgent yonder stars in crowds,
To guide me to alien shores where you nest-


   ©Kikodinho Alexandros**
             Jumeira, Dubai
        14th January 2017

In the heat of curious minds we search for something to grasp
Something to burn in the ether

Humans,
Have we really come so far from our Origin ?
Called to return to the Mother
In a flash of light, darkness was swallowed
and the children took notice of their fathers disappearance
Mothers’ held their tears to keep the children afloat,
or at the very least, to create the illusion of safety.

A certain truth that is kept from children,
Even with its good intention
Is the root to the groove of this condition

Releasing my pain with the detachment of identification
Moving forward in the awakened state
Returning to the origins of biology
Why am i here
What will i do
Who will i give
I give myself to this world
With an open heart
with Love