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Dr Terribol

3/23/2007 10:28:04 PM ---- Updated 3/24/2007 9:09:04 AM

Requiem In Spiritland For The Sisters and Brothers Of Celestine
There in the distance
A face
So gentle
The eyes fire and colour of all
Speak to me
And take away my grief
Show me where I am
Provide me with relief

I am lost and I don't know a thing
the face not turning away and without fear

Looking right through me
not turning away
not telling me run
not telling me to be afraid
telling me
I am that which knows you and everything
Though you know not yourself
I know you
And I love you
Like quite unlike anyone else
I will raise you up in the beginning and again in the culmination of all things
I will tune your soul and make your spirit sing
take my love let it wash away your tears

Feel my love, after all, it is your love
because the things that have caused you distress
is your not being able to find that turtledove
and why
why
is because
what you are underneath everything else,
at alpha and then at omega
is love
this is why you ran away
this is why you caused pain then hurt yourself too
feel the cloud disappear which blocked your view
you have no name
the name is the game
the game of illusion
there is no name
essence is only described
but it is not what it is in the by and by

And seeing the ancient proto-types one woman one man and in their lined and million years weathered faces seeing
every woman every man
all life
every age
every ocean
every road
every path
every door
each window to every soul
where are they?
at the end room waiting in blue
forever
send them out they are impure
gazing at the lines in their foreheads each one became a world
inside every age time was instantly uncurled
there she is Celestine
the beautiful cosmic girl
she wants for nothing she is happy in her world
there you touch her arm or if you dare for you cannot touch angels
it isn't that her family for you have not a care
they want for nothing
Celestine and all who know her
any could enter in the garden
any could be a true friend
any could rise above themselves
then get there in the end
they are beautiful I want to be the same
but what is pure and where can I find it?

Don't touch Celestine
just let her be
she wants nothing from you
she is joyful can't you see?
be one with Celestine and walk in her magic garden
take your place in the circle of infinite love
and just let all things be
where you are free from every sorrow
where your eyes can see
your heart is filled with love
take forgiveness it is there for you
see the trouble and realise what it is you ought to do
your time on earth is passing
it will come to an end and so will you
then where will you go or be
and who will be your perfect friend
take life now
while you have it
and do the dance in those things
never cast the pearls to swine because that is where love does end
they say nobody is perfect but every soul surely is
then take no part in anger take no part in hate and that is where you'll find bliss
the things you do to others will be served back to you on your own plate
the unkindness you do to others only hurts yourself then it's too late
because life is eternal you have to learn to love yourself don't wait
learn to love each other and finally heal this world
then you'll remember Celestine that she's our beautiful wonderful girl


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Dr Terribol

3/24/2007 9:26:21 AM ---- Updated 5/1/2007 3:04:36 PM


There Goes Your Perfect Friend

There goes your perfect friend
You was the winner in the end
I never did what the world wanted
I just wanted to be your good friend


On the production line of life, squeezing, can't take much more
Then suddenly mama screams yes and the womb opens and shuts its door
Oh this must be heaven and they must all be gods
Just hope these strange looking aliens don't push too much nor prod

The two hands of the black and white clock spun highest place up on the wall
A day passed and baby knew it missed the all
Where is the paradise it knew but lost
Crying knowing "I am here"
The baby a few hours old realises it is an ancient soul
It didn't want to arrive then always live in fear
Baby cries like fire in ice
Didn't want to leave its sweet paradise



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