slingshotbluess

2002-12-20T06:56:00.000-08:00

some fucked up force tried to destroy my page...
wuhahhahahah...yeah..my sixth sense is always there...

2002-12-10T01:45:00.000-08:00

life

Standing like a tree practicing my fist
my feet connected with the earth's center
entering the 4th dimension, time does not exist

Inhaling the essence of life, like a singer
collect it in the center of my body
exhaling, send it to the top of my finger

This, my friend, is the secret of love
united with earth, entering heaven
practising this will bring you genuine strength from above

The greatest gift on this earth is your life, your only goal
treat it with respect, it's all yours, given from love
my words are not mine, they are born from the universal soul

2002-12-09T21:57:00.000-08:00

love so strong

touching your soft skin
holding you with my love
loving you with my soul

breathing your breath
drinking your essence
soiling my seed of love

commanding my soul
fuse together with you
this is how strong my love is

2002-12-09T02:34:00.000-08:00

dreaming

She came to me gliding on a carpet of love
her smiling face was reflecting the heavens above

My loneliness dissapeared like a screaming thieve in the night
her lips were touching me, kissing me with all her might

She showed me a world with one touch of her life-giving hand
a new world opened up; my long search for the promised land

2002-12-05T14:37:00.000-08:00

Patience is a great gift, if one feels low, just wait.
Waiting 'till your energy is full and abundant, the right moment
for making important decisions is there.
In terms of a fight, when being under attack, just give way 'till the right moment
arises, then make the final counterattack decisive and full of energy.
A fighting strategy based on patience and silence .
It all has to do with the natural changes from hard to soft, full and empty.
All is in continious change, only humans wants to stop the change, no one ever succeeded in this.
We are all part of nature, why fighting against it?

timing

energy is low
confine yourself in silence
praying like a snake

yin turns into yan
the right oppurtunity
energy is full

2002-12-05T04:56:00.000-08:00

practising my kung chia

My thoughts are compressed into one point
body moving by the lifegiving energy
swimming in air like a fish in the deep ocean

a dust of human frustration wants to attack
turning swiftly, there is no point where it can land
caught into emptiness, all under my command

With the lightness of a graceful bird
my body seems to fly without any weight
the spirit navigating with the swiftness of a hawk

My hawkeye is sensing a mouse waydown below
swooping down with the grace of a killersnake
snake creeps down

Transformed into a tiger, walking slowly
breathing without breathing
a light feather is falling on my arms

They give way by the feather's weight
a bird sticks like glue on my arm
there is no ground for it to take off

Suddenly a turn
facing the wild monky
my thoughts are attacking me!

Stepping aside, turning right
my body, spirit united and transparant
slowly I wake up

Was it a dream?
transparant without weight
Thank You God for being alive

2002-12-04T22:51:00.000-08:00

holy war

battlefield in blue heaven
clouds shooting with holy fire
beautiful, this war

2002-12-04T14:05:00.000-08:00

rising flower

Let me die so I can live

steal my mind so I can give

Break my bones, eat my flesh

throw me away between smelling trash

In this trash,this pile of rotting dispair

I will rise like a flower with beautiful white hair

2002-12-04T03:47:00.000-08:00

One becomes Two becomes Three

living in void
One is my nature
sleeping in heaven

One cry...dividing in Two
this is Me, that is You
dark and light seperates

yes and no, love and hate
emotions are born
nr. Three has come into play

mixed emotions, feelings
give rise to complex relations
Three has grown into Thousand

returning to One
like a baby in Mother's womb
observe the seed in fertile ground

my true nature
nameless without sound
in me,like the center of a hurricane

2002-12-03T15:01:00.000-08:00

My neighbours are nice people coming from marocco.
A family with pa ma and 3 kids.
Constant shortage of money, no job, too much alcohol : this can destroy and tear a family apart.
I hear those religious freaks thinking :" jesus can save them", well, have I news for U,
Jesus didn't. God have mercy!
Many fights between man and wife, he has the passport fom his wife(so,she can't get back to Marocco) and controls the little money they have.
Their fights are sometimes heavy with physical beatings, shouting etc.
Many times I was the mediator between these two.
This day again a fight...
Maybe again a role as mediator?
I didn't, wrote a haikoe instead... to express the situation at that moment.

Please stop!

Ominous screaming
collapsing walls in my ears
marriage unfolds

2002-12-02T06:05:00.000-08:00

Baby child as a man
as a living grain of sand
Sitting on the ever changing shore
Greeting the sunrise...
Picked up upon the Gypsy-woman
Hair flaming night as ravens even sleep...rainbow cloth
Tambourine complementing her chant and choice of graces
And love her God...

I actually looked upon her on my right...coming forth
And Baby Child then secondly looked her left to the eye
and 11 or 12 women, men and little ones approached;
They clad in their master's wish
White robes swaying to be baptised
These two worlds crossed each other in front of me, when
Afterwards,Baby child sipped a heartful of ocean...
Spat out the waste and walked upon the New Day.

jimi hendrix... where can I hide my tears? where can I shelter my soul?
pls tell me where... its so cold outhere...

2002-12-01T15:16:00.000-08:00

explosion in a voicetunnel

Electric vibes exploding, making ears dove
shaking the 7 heavens with groove
waking up the almighty spirit above

Time was ruled out in this play
when 2 becomes one
this boundarie is fading away

The greatest gift I ever can receive
just a single unspoken word from heaven
nobody on earth can alter this belief

2002-12-01T15:06:00.000-08:00

A-Religious

Chained by time-distance
so much oxygen in this
open vacuum box

Caried on eagle's wings
pushed with believe from within
I am not baptized

2002-11-30T08:59:00.000-08:00

song of hope

my slingshot is weeping loud
for all who are carrying their spirit proud

for all who were robbed from their motherland
for those who got only a handful of sand

the only thing that you never can steal
is my slingshot and my spirit:it's real!

my slingshot will cut u like a knife
'cause I am prepared to give my life

2002-11-30T06:01:00.000-08:00

Feelings from joy, happyness ..not being able
to walk right now, not being able to jump...this moment...

love in loneliness

sunlight smiles with tears
warm tears vaporized in joy

music talks to me
reverberate in feelings

searching for my legs
paralyzed by loneliness

2002-11-30T02:49:00.000-08:00

These 3 lines represents a love story.
Its all symbolic.
Trying to express these feelings in normal grammar cannot be captured in even 100 pages.
English is not my native language, therefore my expressions are always simple.

love story

shiny star blinds me
carpet of roses, redeem
snail searches for food

2002-11-29T16:18:00.000-08:00

Sometimes there are moments in stillness where memories from
childhood come alive...
Last night after work I had such a moment , I shall try to express
these feelings in a haiku poem...

memories

Old paintings come alive
young hearts like kites in the wind
smiling in high trees

No poison snakes there
ground turns gold in summertime
white dust in winter

Arrows made of love
points made from innocense,sharp
like a black cat's nails

Priceless like water
forever there like the wind
old paintings came alive

2002-11-29T06:51:00.000-08:00

empty faces

faces without name
master shouts
He, let me out!

2002-11-28T22:33:00.000-08:00

breathing exercise

breathing in all life
mixing with the prenatal
making sharp your knife

breath out and press down
the mind is shaking your hand
it reaches your crown

filling like a ball
ball is turning,mind is not
standing like a wall

2002-11-27T23:10:00.000-08:00

my shoes are tired
falling apart with big holes
shall I buy or steal?

i am so used to my old shoes, everyone knows the feeling; it has become a part of your body

2002-11-25T04:29:00.000-08:00

clean up your own place!

Throwing a stone, easy thing to do
pointing a finger; guilty! We'll get you!

Weopon-inspectors are digging like mole's
searching for forbidden weapons in all visible hole's

Alas! They are digging in the wrong place
their own ground cries in a chemical face

2002-11-25T02:50:00.000-08:00

invisible reality

Your breath exhaled from behind the deep blue ocean
the extatic heat is making my beating heart porous
its sensual vibes is transforming every pore in my skin
my perspiration evaporates into extremely hot steam

Your invisible touch is burning my skin,
transforming my bonemarrow into hot lava
Your tongue moves without a mouth,
giving my tree immeasurable power

With mighty love and deep respect I'll cut this magic tree,
for sure I plant it deep in your garden of lust and delight
It shall take root and drink your water of love
Ooh My God, heaven is born under invisible hands!

2002-11-24T00:03:00.000-08:00

haiku-shower

shower me with love
your hands take me to heaven
don't need bathing foam

2002-11-23T15:01:00.000-08:00

haikiss

my tunnel to love
without you I go crazy
need you like water

2002-11-23T14:50:00.000-08:00

jamming the blues today on my guitar.
12 bar blues ..it goes like this ..played in E

ok...lets jam the 12 bars by words---

george-george-george-george (this is one bar, four beats in E)
oil-oil-oil-oil (this is the second bar, also 4 beats in A)
your-only-rea-son(this is the 3th bar, 4 beats in E)
money-money-money-money(the 4th bar, yeahh 4 beats again..in E)
rules-rules-rules-rules(5th bar 4 beatsssss in A )
liar-liar-liar-liar(6thbar...4 beats in A
four-beats-ingeorge's-ass(7th bar...4 beats in E)
you-want-mono-poly(8th bar..4 beats in E)
america-land-of-promise?(9th bar-- 4 beats in B)
you-tookaway-everythingfromthe-nativeamericans(10th bar--4 beats in A)
stickingyour -bigwhitenose-in-everything(11th bar---4 beats in E)
backoff-backoff-backoff-backoff(12th bar--4 beats in B)

you can transpose it in any key you like.....

2002-11-23T14:11:00.000-08:00

magic in a game off chess

My spirit is captured in this poem
made visible with coloring words
invisible by the magic displayed

Trying to catch me is almost impossible to do
only the queen can catch me by playing 'checkmate'
sensing my openings takes great skill and immens love

Oh queen! please come quick, eat my heart, drink my blood
only you, my queen, can unlock this spirit with your tender move
in this battle where magic is multiplied with every breath we inhale

2002-11-22T15:09:00.000-08:00

haikrucified

dark clouds made your cross
can we see the sun behind?
or are we still blind?

2002-11-22T14:49:00.000-08:00

colorfull life

Shining red flows with steady speed
refreshing itself with every heartbeat

soft toned rosy colors are working hard
living colors, colors of your vital bodypart

heavenly soulfull blue swirls as dust inside
feeding those colors with life, day and night.

dedicated to life itself

2002-11-22T14:37:00.000-08:00

George and I went to the red light district today in Amsterdam.
George knew his way well, he has been there many times before, the prostitutes there know him very well .
Not difficult to forget said Rosy, an experienced hooker, "his sexual behaviour
is like his politics: shameless"

2002-11-22T03:12:00.000-08:00

drinking a haiku

My thoughts are like wine
drink it and you will be drunk
leaving a headache

2002-11-22T02:28:00.000-08:00

killing haiku

kill my loneliness
loneliness is killing me
never learned to kill

2002-11-22T02:12:00.000-08:00

paradox-poem

My life-energy is pulsating through all inside vains
all the energychannels are completely open
The rhytm of my heartbeat is like gasoline pushing this energy

Its such a wondrous feeling, bringing me to heaven
heaven on earth is truly there, in everyone
Not being able to share this feeling, therefore I hate it

Paradoxal enemy inside of me
Loving my life with such hate
I hate it to love it.

not being able to share, makes all worthless

2002-11-22T00:44:00.000-08:00

O ya, I forgot to say....
When i was with George chatting a little bit..
Behind him I saw a big bowl of water with an etiquette on it saying this.... "innocent"

And you know what? Every now and then he washed his hands in "innocence"..
"George" ,I said, "why are you washing your hands in "innocence' all the time?"
George replied "I want to be chosen again for president"

"Ok" ..I said...i walked into the bathroom of George and had to thrown up...after this I took his bowl with "innocence" water and cleaned my shit in the bathroom with it...

2002-11-22T00:07:00.000-08:00

words

The first day on this earth
they locked my thoughts in a word

Hour after hour, year after year
only words visited my ear

It is a dangerous infectuous virus, infecting the human race
words are dangerous,blocking our feelings, taking our space

Oh alphabet!! your letters are poison for the human mind
they cover our true feelings and make whole of mankind blind

2002-11-21T23:09:00.000-08:00

An Imam ..the brain behind the balibombings?
Helped by two of his bodyguards..hmmm... very sceptical about this..

When i visited Gerorge the last couple of days..it was clear to me..
George started it all... after the 11th september he anounced that terrorism and moslim are one and the same.

In my opinion, this is the real cause of all these bombings..all triggered by the words of George..
You see how dangerous words can be.
I told George about his wrongly chosen words and he declared.. "sling, i know you are right, but i don't want to lose my face".
I told him "george, you lost it anyway".

2002-11-21T22:50:00.000-08:00

My words stringed together in poems, rhymes and haiku or whatever form it takes.
It's my regular practice of inner energy.
In this way I keep my energyflow inside me strong and alive.

i tell you this: your inner energyflow is one of the great gifts human has.
Making connection with it and lead it by willpower..this is so beautifull.
Using words and let them flow is one of my ways to practise this art.

Martial arts and playing guitarblues is another way to acomplish this.
Therefore : martial arts,making poems,haiku's and rhymes, making guitarblues ..it's all the same.
I love you all....even George the motherfucker..

2002-11-21T21:59:00.000-08:00

praying haiku

this is my prayer
my heart is there for always
this is my prayer

2002-11-19T08:06:00.000-08:00

Sparring with an old silat master.
A great experience, great timing, coupled with a sunken spirit.
Waah!!! wished i could be so old with these skills.
We never know how many years we have on this planet.
So, I better stay with my mind in this moment.

To attack with peace in mind, ever realized how much love
this takes?
Most martial arts teach to attack without mercy,..
But try the reverse.....attacking with peace in mind.
My own teacher always said: We don't fight, we only correct the mind of
our so called enemy.
Only step aside, give our attacker a light push and there he goes flying by his own
agressiveness.

Ok, what I did in the supermarket was "forgetting this most important lesson"...real shit..
Didn't know what happened, agression came suddenly in me.
But alas, I did the consequence in policestation and have only myself to blame.
Therefore the old saying "turning the other cheek" is easier said than done.

Turning the other cheek actually means "attacking with peace in mind" ..
America has a lot to learn from eastern filosofie. :)

2002-11-17T23:38:00.000-08:00

2002-11-17T16:42:00.000-08:00

silence speaks

What's your name?
silence is my game

Why did you sling these men away?
silence can speak, but I have nothing to say

You have to pay for what you did, you agree?
silence don't give a damn about money

Why don't you speak out?
silence is my inner voice speaking loud.

We put you in a dark room behind a locked door!
silence is what I am looking for

Nothing seems to impress this man!
silence is my voice but you don't understan'

2002-11-16T22:38:00.000-08:00

nice shopping

Shopping around in the mall, relaxing?
It should be if there is no securityofficer who watches your every move.
It's the same old story everytime, those security officers are trained
to have a sort of prejustdice against non-dutch people, especially if you
are Arabic looking.
Do I look Arabic?
Well, my 17 year old daughter claims I am.
It don't matter, maybe I have some Arabic blood , it could be possible,after all,my forefathers
come from Indonesia.

But nevertheless, the relaxed shopping I can forget because of my looks?
Or maybe the security officer is gay? and is in love with me? and follows my every move?
Yesterday was too much for me, and I made a real slingshot against this security officer.
Walking by and give him a very quick bump with my shoulder,he is flying right into the vegetables.
I had a little child with me, we were laughing and had great fun.

Then another security officer came, saying "stupid moslim".
Waah.. that was completely wrong, I send him flying next to his friend in the vegetables.
And see what happened. Those stupid officers, they use agression against moslems
just like BUSH does.
BUSH is a big motherfucker,yeah I change the subject a bit, I repeat" BUSH is a big motherfucker."
He is the one who wants makes a war against Moslem...he is the one who claimed that terrorism and Moslim goes together. And therefore i dare say that Bush is a motherfucker .

Waahhhh I love this blog.. I say it again.. BUSH IS A MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!
Anyone who wants to attack me..go ahead!
Remember this ...my life is Korban.... You can't kill me.

nice shopping

2002-11-15T02:00:00.000-08:00

korban

A life dedicated to someone you love
Korban; offering all without second thought
like the rain offering its tears to mother earth

What is the use in offering yourself?
it's just as useless as the tiniest raindrop falling down
Wait! does this raindrop give not life to the beautifull flower?

Korban- my life is offered for peace in someone's soul
many people give offers without giving themselves
not like the rain who offers its tears without any fears

I have many lives to give
my life is Korban, not giving but offering
open your soul and receive :)

Remember! I never give, offering is my only way
giving is asking in favor for receiving, an egoistic game
Korban is offering without asking for backpay

2002-11-14T10:45:00.000-08:00

little girl

This one I write for you
little girl, so harmless, always laughing in everything you do

Papa and mama, they love you with heart and soul
things don't always go easy, each is searching for their goal

Whatever happens harmless child,little one
you stole my heart like an angel on the run

Hereby I make this inner vow to you
you may pull my fingers as long as you need to

2002-11-14T05:48:00.000-08:00

ONE......the ultimate

Does happines really exist?
it's just an altering change of mind
hiding and appearing in a thick layer of mist

Searching for happiness is a waste of time
it comes and goes like the changing seasons
just like the altering rhytm in a poetic rhyme

Search beyond happines, and you'll find
it is there , shining with a blinding stare
it is not happines , it is ONE......of a kind

2002-11-14T05:41:00.000-08:00

who are we?

What is your name, if I may ask?
before you answer, put off your mask

How do you feel, my friend?
before you answer, open your mind,'till the end

Are you happy with your life?
before you answer, put away your knife

Are you afraid of your own mind?
before you answer,open up,u are not really that blind

Who are you, if I may ask?
"To answer this is a lifelong task"

2002-11-14T05:31:00.000-08:00

every breath you take

Every world has its own worlds
a fish swims in its underwater world
the bird flies in its blue skyworld
a spirit forever lives in the spiritworld
man lives and breathes in the air

These worlds,seperated and united by love
the fish feels the water he is gliding through
the bird sings his song while greeting the wind
spirits are there united with the spiritworld
do we, humans, feel the air?

2002-11-13T03:20:00.000-08:00

dead words

hard rain, soft wind talking to you with such power
a child is born ,many,so many in every possible hour

nobody seeems to listen, nobody seems to care
wonders ,so common,and still they are there

give them a bible and they will listen, they will care
O, how pretentious, believing with a blinding stare

Believing in words is believing in dead
experience love,isn't this better instead?

2002-11-12T14:19:00.000-08:00

reversable truth

the hand is the extension of our mind
is our mind the extension of this hand?

is the mind an extension of the universe
or is the universe an extension of the mind?

is the hand an extension of the body
or is the body an extension of the hand?

is All an extension of the great Creator
or is the great Creator an extension of ALL?

the answer is simple and clear
All is in One and One is in All.

2002-11-12T13:32:00.000-08:00

real life?

Real life, how many times do you hear this expression?
Can there be an UNreal life? is there? where?
Maybe in my fantasy? wahahahahah all questions.
But no good answer. Frustrating...

Ok. I let my mind,my fantasy work to find out what real life is.
Let's see,mmmm, waah i think,using fantasy, not real?
What the fuck is real life? What is real?

Is love real?, even when the loved ones never met, never touch each other?
In my opinion, if it FEELS real, yeah, than it IS definetely real.Just because you know it is real.:) Knowing without a clear answer, just because you know it from the inside.

All is real. Even the greatest fantasy is real. Simply because ALL is life.
Confused? Wuhahahahahaha reality is confusing shit.
---

A mind filled with the universe, stars and moons are all part of it
such allcompassing greatness living in your mind,how rich we are!
all what is outside is within us, all things, even the tiniest bit

space and time are all within us, they show no boundaries in mind
all is possible in a mind that feels all what is out, and simply knows 'in'.
You:) are one of these,I believe in you, we are one of a kind :)

2002-11-11T15:46:00.000-08:00

follow your heart

Walking our endless road,
planning the journey from begin to end,
kicking all obstacles out of our way

Do we walk alone on this road?
Forgetting the One who build it
Is there a time limit to finish?

Finishing our endless road?
Could this ever be possible?
An endless road is never finished

Never finishing our endless road
It doesn't matter how long it will takes
We all are on this road,lets support each other

2002-11-05T23:28:00.000-08:00

i'll be there

this song, I remember it still, the message is so clear
it's about loving without greediness ,without any fear

"I'll Be There"

(As recorded by The Jackson 5/Motown)
BOB WEST
HAL DAVIS
WILLIE HUTCH
BARRY GORDY, JR.

You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back
Where there is love, I'll be there (I'll be there)

I'll reach out my hand to you, I'll have faith in all you do
Just call my name, and I'll be there (I'll be there)

And oh, I'll be there to comfort you
Build my world of dreams around you, I'm so glad that I found you
I'll be there with a love that's strong, I'll be your strength
I'll keep holding on...yes I will, yes I will

Let me fill your heart with joy and laughter
Togetherness, girl is all I'm after
Whenever you need me, I'll be there (I'll be there)
I'll be there to protect you (yeah baby)
With an unselfish love that respects you
Just call my name, and I'll be there (I'll be there)

And oh, I'll be there to comfort you
Build my world of dreams around you, I'm so glad that I found you
I'll be there with a love that's strong, I'll be your strength
I'll keep holding on, ooh-ooh, yes I will, yes I will

If you should ever find someone new
I know he better be good to you
'Cause if he doesn't, I'll be there, don't you know baby, yeah yeah

I'll be there, I'll be there
Just call my name, and I'll be there

Just look over your shoulders honey, ooh
I'll be there, I'll be there
Whenever you need me, I'll be there
Don't you know baby yeah yeah
I'll be there, I'll be there
Just call my name, I'll be there
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, I'll be there.

(c) Copyright 1970 by Jobete Music Co., Inc.

- HIT PARADER 1971 YEARBOOK.

2002-11-05T14:55:00.000-08:00

broken ego

washing your car,shining 'till it blinds the eye of your neighbour
a life sheltered behind empty words, locked behind a closed door

looking everywhere without seeing anything,eyes without light
hearing only noise without a word, trying to feel with all might

a mouth with double tongues is walking many roads in both ways
one good slingshot, and these ones can count their useless days

a fragile ego broken in two, a new life is born out of this emptiness
investment in loss,a healing thought,it gives more in favor of less

2002-11-02T08:47:00.000-08:00

tasting the fruits of life

many lives, one soul ,are there hiding inside of me
past , present and future are all living in one tree

sometimes I pluck a bitter fruit from the past
will its taste,this bitter taste make me free at last?

when I eat the present fruit, a new horizon is waiting.
can I touch this horizon,even if I have one broken wing?

the newborn child is crying for his past and present
the child is named 'future', this child has to pay the rent.

2002-11-01T09:40:00.000-08:00

believe

christian people everywhere
why all this dispair?

If your believe is as great as you say
why feeling afraid?Buy another pray...

2002-11-01T09:13:00.000-08:00

this lyric is from from the cure
hearing these words makes all pure

I have memories related to this song
memories hidden deep like a fuckin' thong

a forest

Come closer and see
See into the trees
Find the girl
If you can
Come closer and see
See into the dark
Just follow your eyes
Just follow your eyes

I hear her voice
Calling my name
The sound is deep
In the dark
I hear her voice
And start to run
Into the trees
Into the trees

Into the trees

Suddenly I stop
But I know it's too late
I'm lost in a forest
All alone
The girl was never there
It's always the same

I'm running towards nothing
Again and again and again and again

2002-11-01T01:27:00.000-08:00

feeling

Feeling is that which circulates between the bones,the flesh and is experienced with the mind.
Sparring in any form, above is a wing chun drill, but there are many sparring drills such as: a good conversation between two minds, lovemaking..yeahhhh)

All these,if done with heart and soul, gives an indescribable kind of pleasure.
This circulating substance must fill all of the body and mind.

The method is like using a half full botol of water. If placed on its left side, the water rushes to the left;if placed on its right side,it rushes to the right. The same with this circulating substance in the body, move it by willpower. Just the same in using a full botol cebok(what a pleasurable undescribing feeling when feeling the water clean up the shit :)

Where does this circulating substance come from?
We get it daily from our food, the sun(therefore most religions pray with their face turned to the sun;so they get the most energy when praying)

If you can focus this substance in your center and move it by will,yeah, when you reach this stage,even if someone were try to prevent you from practising this discipline, they could not succeed.(truly free)

2002-10-31T23:37:00.000-08:00

an ordinary day

How many times can you read this? "It was an ordinary,boring day"
This brings up the question "You live like a programmed zombie?"
We are all programmed in a certain way: parents, school,religious doctrines,politics, media etc.

Most people have learned to think in a certain way, but can they think for themselves?
Can you feel? Feeling and thinking ,they go hand in hand like lovers or enemies.
Thinking is not only done with the head, actually, your whole body is part of the brain.

All is connected with the brain, eventually all this is ruled by the master, your soul.
An ordinary,boring day can only be experienced by a programmed brain,
not being able to feel and think for themselves.
How to cure a programmed brain? The answer is very simple : think
Being able to think and feel, this makes every day fuckin' real..

2002-10-31T02:45:00.000-08:00

rosebutton

rosebutton, your beauty is so obviously there to be seen
your real beauty is hiding from the everyday,common scene

the red is so confident spreading its love all around you
sharp painfull thorns, your soul is all saving it is all-true

I am longin' for a sharp deep inhalation above your lifegiving rose
wanting the smell of love reachin' my soul, inhaled through my nose

rosebutton, I want to give you my lifegiving water,my lifegiving sea
readin'and hearin' these words;you open up and will be longin' for me

my water will be overflowing, reaching your inner roots,your inner soul
making love is not hindered by timedifferences, love always reach its goal

our souls will never registrate the boundaries of time and space on this globe
therefore, nobody has to worry about this, may this story give all a new hope

2002-10-29T16:06:00.000-08:00

angel came down from heaven

an angel born from heavenly light, pure gold from birth
are there still angels living overhere,living on this earth?

let me tell you this,I know for one livin' on earthly ground
this angel is born from pure light,radiating love around

lifting my spirit, touching my heart,hearin' my call
my God, this angel is heavenly, this angel is my all :)

2002-10-28T23:48:00.000-08:00

tree of love

o ,tree of love, your branches are thick and covered with leaves
two of your children recently passed by and stripped you,like thieves

you didn't fight against these two, instead you gave them your smile
0, tree of love, your roots are very deep,down for a 7777.777 mile

with your inner wisdom, your smile from heaven, you allready know
these two lovers from heart and soul, they made an inner love-vow

from the day you was born no lumberjack could ever cut your roots
all love under heaven is coming from your tree, your blessings sooths

all in this world is a temporarily passing by, you know this part
but your love,plucked by these two thieves is 4ever in their heart :)

2002-10-28T15:26:00.000-08:00

lyrics touching my heart

Midnight train to Georgia from Gladys Knight and the pips
If I read or hear this song, these words change my lips

My brother,this was the record I bought for his birthday
He never unpacked my birthday gift, Mr Dead came on his way

Even if I read the lyrics of this song, O God I miss his'being -along'
my brother, come close, we together will sing your birthdaysong:

L.A. proved too much for the man,
So he's leavin' the life he's come to know,
He said he's goin' back to find
Ooh, what's left of his world,
The world he left behind
Not so long ago.
He's leaving,
On that midnight train to Georgia,
And he's goin' back
To a simpler place and time.
And I'll be with him
On that midnight train to Georgia,
I'd rather live in his world
Than live without him in mine.
He kept dreamin'
That someday he'd be a star.
But he sure found out the hard way
That dreams don't always come true.
So he pawned all his hopes
and he even sold his old car
Bought a one way ticket
To the life he once knew,
Oh yes he did,
He said he would
Be leavin
On that midnight train to Georgia,
And he's goin' back
To a simpler place and time.
And I'll be with him
On that midnight train to Georgia,
I'd rather live in his world
Than live without him in mine.
Go, gonna board, gonna board,
Gonna board the midnight train.
Gotta go, gonna board
Gonna board
Gonna board the midnight train

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This lyric from cher, she sings about halfbreed ,about how it feels
there was a time I could find myself in these words from head to heels

"Half-Breed"

(As recorded by Cher)
MARY DEAN
AL CAPPS

My father married a pure Cherokee
My mother's people were ashamed of me
The Indians said that I was white by law
The white man always called me "Indian squaw".

Half-breed, that's all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she's no good they warned
Both sides were against me since the day I was born.

We never settled, went from town to town
When you're not welcome you don't hang around
The other children always laughed at me
"Give her a feather she's a Cherokee".

Half-breed, that's all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she's no good they warned
Both sides were against me since the day I was born.

We weren't accepted and I felt ashamed
Nineteen I left them, tell me who's to blame
My life since then has been from man to man
But I can't run away from what I am.

Half-breed, that's all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she's no good they warned
Both sides were against me since the day I was born.

Half-breed, that's all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she's no good they warned
Both sides were against me since the day I was born.
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little wing from jimi hendrix, this song is for some--one:)
i like this song, full of emotion, this song is never done

Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It's alright she says it's alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.

Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing

little wing(midi)

there are many more lyrics touching my heart
i will place them in time ,in a next blogging part

2002-10-27T10:00:00.000-08:00

nonsenswers

*A name like 'sling' is a passtime thing.
*For sure sling has a real name, but this will spoil the game.
*Ok I tell you, my real name is Rick, my backname would make you sick.
*did i I go to school? -do i look at a fool?
*finishing kindergarten last year makes my age also clear
*ever kissed a woman?- yeah woooo-without -the-man.
*what about marriage and family?- dig this, all my responsibility.
*your favorite meal bro?- no doubt about it...gado gado.
*hair...still have some on your head?-don't worry, still don't find these in my bed.
*what about sport, can you join the feel?- don't like it, I only train for real
*your teeth,body appearance,skin?-my teeth, fighting is not good for it. For the rest, I win.
*how old are you?-it's a 7, figure it out..boooooooooo..
* working?- yeah, always fighting
*have a crush on someone?- not some, but one :)
*futureplans?- No expectations, let it all come ,maybe or maybe not in my hands.
*brothers sisters,do you have them??- yeah, one bro' ..he is in heaven.
*are you honest and true? - honest and true are my companions in whatever i do.
*please, an open answer!- honest and true, I don't care.
*sling!!!!-ok, only someone I care about ;honest and true in everything.
*hobbys, you have some?-reading,writing 'till the morning come.
*what about music Sling?-Jimi Hendrix is sure my thing.
*you like pets?-I love those smart cats.
*clothing?-black,jeans..but I prefer to wear nothing.
*are you a religious person or just 'wild'? -church,misigit, no place for me..no, I am just his child.
next time,more answers,more questions

2002-10-26T23:28:00.000-07:00

todays exercise

Take a good look and try to count how many times per second the black
alters with white.
Its a good exercise to make a narrow mind more broader.
You can also go to church or something like that, its sunday, but there
will your narrowmind made more narrow than before.
Better to look at this spiraling picture...

2002-10-26T16:21:00.000-07:00

the possibility of a teardrop hitting the bull's eye

Closed doors, we all know these, don't we?
They can teach you and give you new insights, if you open them.
Fear for what's behind leads to a frozen state of mind.

I have seen several doors in my life, but most of them were the same:
there was no real opening behind.

A wondrous thing happened some time ago, I bumped with my head against a door.
Opening,seeing, waahhh, an open space behind, my God, yeah ,never saw this before.
The door is asking desperately for some soft, thick paint..

With soft ,long en deep strokes with my hard, big brush i will paint this door.
The door will cry in its hinge from pleasure, getting a new paintcoat.

Now you see how important it is to open a door without knowing what is behind:
"Why missing the possibility of a teardrop hitting the bull's eye?"