Will O’ the Wisp

One evening
I was sitting on a steep hill
Not far from the wishing well
My back leaning on the bark of an old oak tree

My eyes were dancing
Atttempting to follow
The swirl of an angry firefly
The little spot
Suddenly flew towards the moon
Also brightly lit
Challenging my eyes to a race
Up towards the white crescented satellite

The ol’ moon caught me
I was unable to look away
My body went all rigid and then shaky
A chill up and down my spine running
The ol’ moon said something
Of which to this day I cannot speak
And the firefly vanished in the dark

I finally got up
Still in shock, sweating heavy
But what the bright moon said to me
That night on the hill steep
I cannot say

Dear friend,
Of it I cannot speak
But the firefly knew what it was doing
I swear it did!

Paraffenomenon

BELIEVE !

In the province of the mind there are no limitations


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LOVEDRIVE (File X-N.3)

Strange…

Everybody in this land

Feeds on sugar and candy
(Unlike me)

True relief will come from LOVE, drives and Spirit.

‘Been walking many roads

Hands in pockets mostly

The gold and riches

Of this Earth will never free

But Love drives
And Light feeds

THERE WAS A HUMMING. A PURPLE LIGHT BRIEFLY

Strange…

The thousands sit on their chairs

Facing their dark screens flickering
Unlike me

A brief thought of freedom, hazy,

of Faith, Love and…

Charity (Remember these?)

Ozzy Osbourne‘s Goodbye to Romance in the background

Lovedrive for a second

Some get up suddenly

And start walkin’away
from hypnotics and psionic beams
Control-Mind-Machine

Love Drives

May the One Light set you free

Love drives and Light feeds

All the slaves in the whol’ wide world...

BELIEVE

♣ LOVE

Your mind is the mean

Chronology

Remember that the first post is at the bottom of the last page. 
In order to follow the story correctly you should read the posts from the bottom of the last page upwards… Just reminding you…

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LOVE

EVOLVE

LIVE

BELIEVE

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The Golem

I was a manikin of bones and flesh, 
Automated expression of other people's needs. 
I was a silent puppet of a Lord with no mercy. 
Slave. Soldier of a ruthless king. 
I was a human robot, walking the streets empty, hypnotized. 
Evil Lords looking over me.

I escaped. 
I was for a while living hidden in a little shed at the back of your house. 
Observing you secretly each day, 
Envying your humanness
Jealous of your normality. 

Then I fell on my knees, begging for help. 

And the Light came down, surrounding me 

Now, I live on the other side. 
Free. 
My mind awoken by the One Great Puppeteer. 
I serve the Almighty. 
Its Word and Breath now move through me 

May Your Will become my will. 
May Your Light enlighten me. 
Daily.

I serve God and I am free!

In the mystical jewish folklore, the golem is an animated artificial being created from mud and made alive by the magical use of the hebrew alphabet. It is, in many ways the ancestor of Mary Shelley's famous creature of Frankenstein.