The Flower Of Love

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I am asleep on a makeshift bed in the front room of my ground floor flat. I awake to find that this chamber, my humble abode, has morphed into a kind of prison cell. It has one small window, situated near the top of and sunk far back into the thick outer wall, in whose direction I am facing. The bare brick interior is painted a dull olive drab yellow which, combined with the limited illumination entering through the tiny casement gives a sombre, oppressive aura to the scene.
Through the portal I see that a beautiful flower has appeared. As I stare at this exquisite blossom, concentrating with an intensely spellbound fascination, it seems to vaguely portray the anthropomorphic facial features of an attractive woman who is gazing at me with a wistful yearning. In my drowsy state I wonder if this is just a dream, especially because everything has a slightly surreal aura.
Then, from nowhere in particular, I hear the gentle crooning of smooth female voices in a slick close harmony. They are singing the words “Come outside” in a repeated adagio pattern that has an almost alien sonority, reminding me a little of the Andrews Sisters. I feel strangely compelled to follow this call, so I arise and make my way to the outer door. Upon opening this I am confronted with a vision of tenebrous, densely entangled jungle foliage that extends right to the doorstep, filling the panorama to a height of about eight feet, where it abruptly stops to reveal a pure, soft, empty white atmosphere. I reach up with both my hands and grab the dividing line between these opposing aspects, pulling it downwards with a steady sliding motion similar to a theatrical set change, until the crowded darkness is completely replaced with vacant light.
In the now silent emptiness I again see the flower, standing alone and looking more alluring than ever. It rises proudly poised, as tall as a man, looking straight at me, enticing my wonderstruck soul with a mysterious seduction. As I approach it transforms into a pair of voluptuously sensual feminine lips offering a kiss, which we then share with a deep, erotic passion. Simultaneously a multitude of long leafy shoots start to rapidly sprout from the base of the plant’s stem, together forming the shape of an inverted bell. These supple stalks sensuously entwine, gently spiralling up and around my electrified body like infinitely pliant fingers as they intricately weave a geometrically ordered wicker pattern, creating a gorgeously comfortable hermetically sealed cocoon that supports and enfolds me into the foetal position. Therein I drift peacefully into a profound slumber, to someday awake, fully healed and revealed, as a magnificent butterfly.

New Future Freak

 

Hot shot what not high fly desire
Style star bizarre you are
Hot shot what not high fly desire different
Style star bizarre you are new future

(FAWN) Sticky strange
(SPAWN) Chop change
(FAWN) Sticky strange FREAK CHIC
(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene
(SPAWN) Chop change evergreen
(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene FREAK CHIC FREAK

Hot shot what not high fly desire different
Style star bizarre you are new future
Hot shot what not high fly desire different excellent
Style star bizarre you are new future fantasy

(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene
(SPAWN) Chop change evergreen
(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene FREAK CHIC FREAK
(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene fine
(SPAWN) Chop change evergreen divine
(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene fine FREAK CHIC FREAK SLEEK

Hot shot what not high fly desire different excellent
Style star bizarre you are new future fantasy
Hot shot what not high fly desire different excellent accident
Style star bizarre you are new future fantasy fashion

(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene fine
(SPAWN) Chop change evergreen divine
(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene fine FREAK CHIC FREAK SLEEK

(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene fine trick
(SPAWN) Chop change evergreen divine demonic
(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene fine trick FREAK CHIC FREAK SLEEK FREAK

(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene fine trick
(SPAWN) Chop change evergreen divine demonic
(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene fine trick FREAK CHIC FREAK SLEEK FREAK

(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene fine trick overdone
(SPAWN) Chop change evergreen divine demonic fun
(FAWN) Sticky strange obscene fine trick overdone FREAK CHIC FREAK SLEEK FREAK CLIQUE

Goodnight

 

Goodnight my frightened friend
Bright lights upset your heavy head
So just forget the world instead
Sleep tight let nature send
Blissful surrender for a while
A brief escape from fortune’s trial

Goodnight my broken bride
Strange sounds disturb your muddled mind
So just relax leave life behind
Sleep tight let passion ride
A precious tide of potent peace
Where tortured spirits find release

Goodnight my weary one
The party was such fun
Round we run, round we run

Goodnight my drowsy dream
Hard hope destroys your cheerful charm
So just embrace the creeping calm
Sleep tight let reason seem
A magic stream of consciousness
Deeper than mere words can express

Goodnight my sorry soul
The party took its toll
Round we roll, round we roll

Goodnight my languid love
Sleep tightly wrapped in slumber’s velvet glove
While wide awake I blankly stare above
Sleep my love
Keep warm and covered
Sleep tight, goodnight

Love Live Long

 

OUR LOVE LIVE LONG
May my flower grow, for the world I desire
TURN RIGHT FROM WRONG
May my power flow, for the dream I inspire
OUR STEP STAY STRONG
May my devil fall, for the good I achieve
ONE SOUL IN SONG
May my angel call, for the blood I believe

WE TAKE THE LEAD, to serve and share
WE SOW THE SEED, of fortune fair
WE YEARN IN YOUTH, for wisdom old
WE TRUST THE TRUTH, with hearts of gold
WE SEE REFLECTION, of God in Man
MAKE EACH CONNECTION, in our Masterplan
WE WRESTLE REASON, from fantasy
In FAITH OF FREE FATE STILL TO BE

OUR LOVE LIVE LONG
May my flower grow, for the world I desire
TURN RIGHT FROM WRONG
May my power flow, for the dream I inspire
OUR STEP STAY STRONG
May my devil fall, for the good I achieve
ONE SOUL IN SONG
May my angel call, for the blood I believe

WE WRITE THE WORD, of sacred law
WE TAME THE BIRD, of wicked war
WE FLY BEYOND, the atmosphere
WE BREAK THE BOND, of fatal fear
WE MOTHER NATURE, and father time
FOLLOW THE FUTURE, with success sublime
WE SUFFER TREASON, but still pull through
In HOPE OF GREAT DEEDS YET TO DO

OUR LOVE LIVE LONG
Never ending, Heaven sending, changing chances, dangerous dances, glaring glances every day
TURN RIGHT FROM WRONG
Happiness in Universal Consciousness will bless each measure of the treasure that’s to pay
OUR STEP STAY STRONG
Half enlightened, slightly frightened by deceiving doubt, the shackled shout about their wanton way
ONE SOUL IN SONG
From frustration comes creation of a nation for the proud and pretty people who now say
OUR LOVE LIVE
Say
OUR LOVE LIVE
Say
OUR LOVE LIVE

LONG.

Strange Changes

Watching Life’s mystery
Quiver quite clear,
Chasing Love’s ecstasy
Ever so near,
Following Freedom we wander to cease,
Searching for Heaven’s pure peace.

Bringing Faith’s prophecy
Closer each day,
Giving Art’s harmony
Serious play,
Worshipping Reason we suffer to learn,
Praying for Favour’s true turn.

Cherishing Conscience we gather to share,
Conquering Chaos we linger to stare,
Singing Tone’s poetry, Music word born,
Striving for Beauty’s dear dawn.

Holding Hope’s fantasy
over sure Doubt,
Letting Trust’s honesty
Pour it’s Heart out,
Nurturing Nature we prosper to grow,
Waiting for Karma’s fair flow.

The Real Deal

 

As here and now
Appear somehow
Come to inspire, via desire
The entire universe, this beautiful curse
A rehearsal of body and soul, our vanity stroll
Rolling along through the song and dance of chance sanity
A wrong turn yearning mix of fixation, frustration
This celebration of creation

The instruments compare
With each clinical click
The flowers we pluck
TO SUCK THE MUCK
The monuments declare
With each critical brick
The powers we steal
TO FEEL THE REAL DEAL

A spark in the dark did mark this vacumn of gloomy style
A virile smile while futile rank and file thank God for the odd blessing
Digressing from omniscience, proud ignorance loud sings
Of things we dream, redeeming love and life above the strife, a world
Held far beyond of star-struck wonder, clever made to ever fade
A masquerade played out about the cheating defeating beat of doubt
The shout of lost connection, the grim cost of of dim reflection
The flimsy recollection of a sure rapport much more than whimsical affection

The platitudes achieve
With each mystical quip
The shambles we hide
TO RIDE THE TIDE
The multitudes believe
With each magical tip
The gambles we seal
TO FEEL THE REAL
DEAL

The instruments compare
With each clinical click
The flowers we pluck
TO SUCK THE MUCK
The monuments declare
With each critical brick
The powers we steal
TO FEEL THE REAL
The platitudes achieve
With each mystical quip
The shambles we hide
TO RIDE THE TIDE
The multitudes believe
With each magical tip
The gambles we seal
TO FEEL THE REAL
DEAL

Ego War

Kinky karma
Kinky karma am
Kinky karma am I, (I), I, (I),
One as all
One as all are
One as all are we free, (FREE), free, (FREE),

Still love will fill rhyme
Still lust will spill slime
Still life will kill time, kill time, kill time, kill time for,

Kinky Karma am
Kinky Karma am I
Kinky Karma am I who, (I WHO), I who, (I WHO),
One as all are
One as all are we
One as all are we free to, (FREE TO), free to, (FREE TO),

Still love will fill rhyme
Still lust will spill slime
Still life will kill time (EGO WAR), kill time (EGO WAR), kill time (EGO WAR), kill time for,

EGO WAR.

Kinky Karma am I
Kinky Karma am I who
Kinky Karma am I who do, (I WHO DO), I who do, (I WHO DO),
One as all are we
One as all are we free
One as all are we free to be, (FREE TO BE), free to be, (FREE TO BE),

Still love will fill rhyme (EGO WAR)
Still lust will spill slime (EGO WAR)
Still life will kill time (EGO WAR), kill time (EGO WAR), kill time (EGO WAR), kill time for,
Still love will fill rhyme (EGO WAR)
Still lust will spill slime (EGO WAR)
Still life will kill time (EGO WAR), kill time (EGO WAR), kill time (EGO WAR), kill time for,

EGO WAR.

 

 

The Revenge Of The Innocent

 

At first the worst did fall, amid riddle that burst all vitality, stall the hidden forbidden wonder beyond the wall of rude crude intruding reality. Yet upset regret yearned, burned, turned fear to clear idea, here, now, somehow to come from humble diligence, the omnipresence of those brave, grave, chosen saviours,,,,

Shall we dare to care, play fair, smell the spell of Hell, stay well aware, or spill a pop-a-pill thrill to kill our will, stop proper skill still fine to teach each sign, reach the line of shining spirit, fit the bitter fight to ignite the right despite?

The revenge of the innocent, a most excellent boast! A toast to the government deciding, deriding the ultimate trip, the delicate grip of blunt power devouring its tail, the stunted hate-of-the-State failing to steal the proud crowd, appealing aloud to justice remiss, hailing the healing kiss of “Live To Forgive”, the hunted hour of its fatal flower,,,,

Through seductive memes, instructive dreams and destructive schemes you who led the tread of dreaded Dionysian dance hewed dead chance, survived to thrive, driving silent evolution to striving violent revolution, a magic tragic war, the Law a whore no more.

The Devil spoke, awoke the next level of desire, an extra fire to inspire, to start the heartfelt meltdown, drown the empire entire, the broken crown a jagged antique streak, a haggard staggering mouldy old slag. Evil believed achieved the cross of dross, the loss of faith to atheistic histrionics, drastic tonics tossed back-to-the-rap of wacky tacky crap.

While in the street I cheat deceit, begin my kinky beat by the neat neighbourhoods, defeat the “Goods”, the “Shoulds”, the “Woulds If Coulds”, deny the lie, fly high past dry persuasion, fast evasion slyly cast to own the zone, the jealous moan of blame, the smile of shame, the game of style, the zealous trial of precious paradise, the sacrifice of God to an odd archetypal form, the normal ripe rich hype of reason’s trickery, the quick slick wicked kick-of-the-stick,,,,

And so the masquerade must show its trust lost, the dust of frosty word, the musty serenade half heard below the laughing bird of love, ever above the clever shove of quaint restraint, the dainty dazzle of frazzled control held over our roving World Soul,,,,

Like Oedipus one pleads the curse, shocks the universe to strike the wretched drama undone, mocks the star-stretched, scar-sketched Karma thus far run, bleeds the deeds of naked man, the sacred plan with us begun, the dithering, slithering fantasia of crazy what not got gone, the consequential, accidental mess of essential success.

New Future Fantasy – Too Tight

 

Am I who must gladly do
Struggle through new nuances of sorrow
For tomorrow climb
On borrowed time and karmic crime
Quick to go from slick to slow
Lose the flow of potent inspiration
On frustration cold can I keep hold
With every big bold bite
A proud pathetic plight
To suffer love in spite
Of squeezing me too tight, tight, tight

Am I what I’ve barely got
A little lot of nothing
To string along and sing my song
Get it wrong before once more I’m sure again
Only when such power fills my flower
Will the hour fall that answers all
Conscience call beyond the wall of strain
My proud pathetic pain
I suffer love in vain
To make my meaning plain

To chase the fleeting face of changing chance
The dancing glance of strange desire
Walk the wire
Feed the fire
Bleed each seed away
Embrace the race of dire destiny
Plead the creed each desperate day
Wait for fate long gone astray
Shine divine to colour grey
Live to give in passion’s play
Hey-ya!

Am I where I care to be
Free to feel the real reveal much mystery
A crazy key of sneaky freaky fantasy
There to share with those that dare
This fun affair of understood confusion
Should illusion turn amusement mad
With every big bad bite
A proud pathetic plight
To suffer love in spite
Of squeezing me too tight
With every big bad bite
A proud pathetic plight
To suffer love in spite
Of squeezing me too tight, tight, tight

New Future Fantasy – Tripping

 

Life’s prim picture soon chances to play
Nubile nature will ever sweet sway
Fantasy accept and convey
Only if we go tripping

Love’s fresh flower soon dances to share
Pregnant power will ever soft care
Harmony receive and declare
Only if we go

Flipping that zip-zapping magic
Splat slick atavistic appeal
Dripping with dithering pleasure surreal

Life’s weird wiggle soon quivers to soar
Gallant giggle will ever quiet roar
Mystery excite and implore
Only if we go tripping

Love’s pure passion soon shivers to bloom
Fatal fashion will ever quick plume
Ecstasy arrive and resume
Only if we go

Slipping through pip-popping music
New ripe archetypal design
Ripping round ground breaking earth shaking
Free re-birth divine

Only if we go
Only if we go
Only if we go tripping, skipping, tripping on yon wonderblur place
Tripping, skipping, tripping by nigh psychoflow space
Tripping, skipping, tripping on yon wonderblur place
Tripping, skipping, tripping by nigh psychoflow space
Go trip a mazy motion, skip a hazy notion, trip a crazy potion, skip a lazy ocean, go
Trip a dizzy measure, skip a fizzy pleasure, trip a busy leisure, skip a whizzy treasure, go
Tripping, skipping, tripping on yon wonderblur place
Tripping, skipping, tripping by nigh psychoflow, sky plateau
Psychoflow, tightened bow
Psychoflow, vital show
Psychoflow, sly hello
Psychoflow, spry tiptoe
Psychoflow, flighty row
Psychoflow, diamond glow
Psychoflow, I nouveau.

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