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‘What if…’

What if

There were no borders,

No countries,

No divisions,

No judgements?

 

What if

We saw no difference,

No race,

No governments,

No rules?

 

What if

There was no ‘right’,

No ‘wrong’,

No ‘yes’,

No ‘no’?

 

What if

There were no limits,

No suggestions,

No space

And no time?

 

What if

I told you

That this could be your reality

And the key to its door

Was in your own mind…?

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‘In Search For More’

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Leaving the world with a smile on his face

Flew the spirit on the chilly winter’s embrace

‘Goodbye my tricky life

Go on with your unexpected dive

The space is waiting with its mysteries

So many roads to choose with no limits’

He knew the sweetness of blossoming trees,

The kisses of love, the pleasure he would miss

But the joys of the Earth were not enough

He wanted so much more to discover on his path

What he did – a lunacy, that’s what they called it

A mourning crowd was an illusion in not that little bit

The emptiness he did not feel anymore

When he realised he had it all in his hands, his proper lore

He left his cat, the rain and depressing fall

And then he announced, ‘’tis my final call’

‘Ode to attitudes and worries’

It scares me so

That life will go

And I won’t get a chance

To even glance

At everything I would love to taste

 

It scares me so

That I will grow

Out of being me

Before I can even see

It coming

 

It scares me so

That I will lose my flow

Lose what I love

And heaven above

Won’t give it back

 

It bugs me so

That you don’t want to know

Me before you start judging

Or even grudging

What I have

 

It bugs me so

That everything will go

So fast

Like a blast

If I enjoy it

 

It bugs me so

That you can end up so low

And it’s so much easier

Than the busier

Way to holiness

 

I enjoy it so

That I can throw

All of the above

Away to get lost in what I love

– In careless song and dance

Sega Beach Dance Video

 

‘Reality in Abstraction/The Art and the World’

New city

The rock on the wall

The clock on the road

Who bites into a roll

Fights in the war

The heart is the core

Of our eternal lore

Guts may be spoiled

Clouds on the board

Drawn to explore

The art to the core

What’s gone

Will be gone

What’s wrong

Will be questioned

The world writes its words

Just how it wants

Gives new meanings to words

Borders to be withdrawn

Promises to be short

Siblings to be shot

What’s more to be born

Among artists’ dying lot?

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‘Free spirit’

Paloma runs down Quail run, Desert Botanical G...

Freedom

It’s all I need

Delicate breeze in my hair

Sunbeams on my cheeks

Light-hearted and far away

I’m so delirious today!

I’m going ahead

Where my legs take me

I don’t belong here

I don’t belong anywhere

I’m running

Shaking off the pain

No bag in hand

No money

Nothing on my mind

I break free

I don’t need you

Music is enough

To move my legs

And let my heart grow

With great passion

I want to dance

And simply forget

‘Success for freedom’

You had to be a winner

Always

You craved victory

Disappointed by every second place

Concentrated on success

Eternally

Past

Present

Future

Achievement

Nothing else

But…

Can’t you see?

Success made you a prisoner

While you claimed to be free