Category Archives: Spirit

Capitalistic Greed


Sometimes I get ‘the money woes’; for me that stuff just never flows. But when I look at where I am I know that I don’t give a damn. It would be nice to have nice things, and maybe cash … Continue reading

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My Friend


I have a friend you can not see does that mean he cannot be? Or is it just that you are blind to the worlds that I can find?

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Religion Vs Spirituality


Ravaged by religion, where does the Spirit hide; deep down in the Underworld, where many think it died. But the Spirit true will never die, it’s waiting to be free and the only ones to free it, are folk like … Continue reading

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Wild Wind and Drifting Sand


When the silence sounds like a lion’s roar and the darkness opens wide lights door, there’s an answer to all questions unknown; scattered out where wild winds have blown. When the winds of change and the shifting sand roll deep … Continue reading

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Knocking on Heaven’s door


What do we fear, is it just fear itself; that dark little Demon hid high on a shelf? Minds all cluttered with all kinds of stuff. Minds so cluttered there’s never enough room to see clearly that dark little shape … Continue reading

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The Establishmentarian Beat


I see a trail ahead of me sucks Spirit from my heart; it stretches out before me, that anti healing art. But walk that way is now a must if I am but to eat, so I walk on to … Continue reading

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An Armistice Day Prayer


I bow my head to brave men who died I bow my head to families who cried I scorn the fools who sent them there, the cross of an unjust war to bear. The fools who stood behind the lie … Continue reading

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The Tree


I worship at the Temple Of The Tree; that is the place my heart feels free. Gaia Rocks my battered old soul; it’s open air that keeps me whole. Forest or seaside walking with Gaia; nothing on earth can take … Continue reading

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The Forest


The city’s drone, the constant chatter, emphasising what just doesn’t matter. The world of wonder – wonder why I simply don’t break down and cry? But then the forest sets me free; that’s the place my heart needs to be.

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I Drink


I drink from the horn that is rebirth; I drink to find out my own true worth. Today I quest for my life’s true need; far past the earthly wants and greed. Where will it end this journey of mine; … Continue reading

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Walking with my mind


Walking with my mind there’s treasures I can find and lots of garbage too that I need not renew. Out with the old; all things grown cold. In with the new where wisdom grew. But remember the trees, lifes’ forest … Continue reading

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Walking with trees


How can we walk out with these trees and not worship them bended knees. Even just the remnants we have left leave me, at times, of words benefit. The grandeur and the might I see remind me that life still’s … Continue reading

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Lunacy


Lunacy looms where cacophony booms and the cries of a child echo into the wild. ‘Tis then that we need to refind our own seed and talk to a tree about how to be free. “Look at all the lonely … Continue reading

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On Driplines


Walking in the park today I noticed diplines; that line around a tree where it directs rain for maximum effect.You never see driplines in a forest; in a forest It’s more like “All for one and one for all.” In … Continue reading

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The Wishing Tree


I sit beneath the Wishing Tree; that place where dreams can be let free I sit in silent Meditation; I am the King of my own Nation go to the Gods, my dreams I cast into the mix of futures … Continue reading

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