The Attraction – Combinations Mind Unleashed

I managed to go down to the shops in the old town today. This morning was me delivering a presentation for 45 minutes which worked out great. I also received good feedback that it was impressive, so well done me.

I was only going to buy a canvas but of course naturally ended up buying more than I should. I bought a Pink Floyd The Wall Wallet, which I wanted to buy since I have had a plain black wallet for years and not changed. I also bought this strange Nebula light from this cool giftshop. The light is for my bedroom at night since I am fed up of sleeping in the pitch black. I bought a shirt with a skeleton wielding guns on, and a pack of boxers with small bananas on, yummy. I did get a set of 3 canvas for £5 which I thought was quite cheap and a big tube of black acrylic paint for £2. On top of them I bought some awesome Grumpy Mule decaf coffee, some creamy planet saving oat milk chocolate (vegan), and some 85% Divine dark chocolate… they had no Montezuma but honestly that is probably too bitter at 100% and I was not in the mood. I also bought 3 pairs of candles in different colours, blue, light green/blue, and pink.

I was complimented on my combination of coffee and chocolate and it got me thinking… is this not normal then? I see people combine smoking with coffee, croissants, breakfast, fruit, many things. But chocolate, is this some sort of mind blowing unleashment of genius taste fantasy? It’s only earth so you know, lets eat it. The attraction to the combination is the caffeine in the chocolate since I drink decaffeinated coffee. Although this new oat milk chocolate discovery, which made me salivate as soon as I smelled it, was probably as I imagine crack cocaine would be to a junkie.

Who can blame us in the first world for having such fruity addictions? We have so much choice, that any combination of many things is okay but looks weird. What do you think pineapple on pizza was like as an idea? Now, there’s no stopping at pineapple on the pizza, you have burger pizzas (WTF?), lamb pizzas, chips on pizza. I mean the list of combinations is mind bending. Anyway, coffee and chocolate is good and I recommend trying it unless you have a restriction on diet.

Now I am talking about coffee, I could do with getting a coffee grinder or some sort of modern equipment to make my coffee making more convoluted as to appear proper to the people that may come round. I don’t want to give the impression that I don’t care about brands or monetary value.

Can you tell me your coffee combinations? Wizard loves you all, and wishes goodness, peace and prosperity to all of you, especially those in need. Amen. Namaste.

The 2nd Revelation

It's time again,
to forget the past and embrace,
the present,
a gift,
given from grace,
to wisdom divine,
everlasting love embrace.

And the evil witches,
swirling in the caverns,
shall not come near,
instead shall fear,
a coming day.

Turning on the waypoint,
setting signals North,
turning on the backside,
finding easterly headings,
taken from your palms. 

Melancholic, okay.

I'm a little melancholy today,
that's okay,
because there is not going be any miserable poetry.

I saw a way,
a way out of the dark,
a way to make a new start,
from beneath my darkened heart.

A path snaked round a lagoon,
gemstone aqua blue,
covers you,
your eyes on water,
as if looking into a glass soul.

It's okay,
to feel this way,
or any way that you want,
it's not all about what others want,
the brick is real and your vision is real,
seeing the truth is daunting,
escaping the dream, so haunting.

But...you are all the same anyway,
one by one churned into a breadless butter,
losing that spiritual connection you used to have with one another,
lost in a light and wanting,
so desperately needing the waned hand.

It's okay, you'll come around in the end.





A Night Of Poetry

Lying in a tent in the garden,

gazing for hours at the millions of stars,

listening to music,

challenging life beliefs,

feeling that it will last forever,

the dark starry night,

it feels as water over your body,

sensation of might,

fulfilled potential,

seemingly never ending walls,

eyes locked on the moon,

write with your hand on your heart,

a night to remember,

full of impossible things,

no more deception or lies,

blanket folding from the sky.

…………..

Dawn long way to go,

must show the world what I know,

they seek so desperately so,

to read flowing poetry,

raining wind,

whipping grass needles,

sinking into a green field.

………….

Longing for sleep,

want to lay in nostalgia,

beaming memories shining all too bright,

can’t make everything right,

so I gaze from my tent to the stars,

this long lost boy is so close to something to find,

he’s spent a lifetime taunted from his dreams,

he hates to go back to that solemn weep.

…………………

A 3 part play,

written exactly his way,

there was nothing left to say,

except it would always be this way,

for better or for worse,

he’d spend eternity staring at the night skies,

contemplating why,

why, dear boy have you forsaken yourself to this lie,

life used to spring from my imagination,

until you dug the roots and planted me firmly back inside.

…………..

Sick and injured,

praying for the darkness to last forever,

an eternal love song,

I can only hear,

black sackcloth rivets through the clouds,

tearing at my fear,

not a sight or dove,

symbol of much more to….explore,

words, time,

likened to hellfire,

burning up your creative desperation,

……the night is young,

hearts are beating,

people are indeed feeling,

wrapped up that nostalgic eternal embrace,

never let this feeling fade,

….sing it to the world,

open your kind light,

push the monsters aside,

this could’ve been an opus maximus,

……..

stop,

don’t move,

sink into the night,

the quaint delight,

such a hard thing to fight,

……..

as if listening to music the boy waits,

watches the stars with a big smile,

he’s been waiting for quite a while,

next dawn brings tea and cake,

and that’s what he can’t entertain.

Seek On

The Lost

Addition,

Sublimation,

Accreditation.

……………………………………………………….

Long lost on those days that were your life,

Hanging on by a thread,

Weaving around your head,

If only the days hadn’t burned to fire,

And that night was all but out of denial,

Don’t forget to fall into oblivion.

……………………………………………………….

Take up arms,

Slowly approach the door,

Peek inside,

At the ready,

Burn into dust,

Churn into ashes,

Blast into affinity,

All but infinity,

All but your eternal sunshine,

Take up arms,

Steadfast,

Grasp the sword,

Hastily charged,

Ready,

Smoke into fire,

Raindrops into sea,

Eyes into darkness,

Light onto the night sky,

Soul embers spark divine seeded path.

………………………………………………………

The addition to your life was a distraction,

A soaring bird in the deserts eye,

A subliminal message to you and I,

Seek up your arms,

Don’t turn back,

Find a way,

No more distraction,

Only endless contractions.

………………………………………………………

The Found

Chariots are wasted,

Battlefields all empty,

Chaos extinguished,

Blanket of fog and death encumbering load,

But they found a way,

Life led the way,

Angels guided their way,

Into the sea,

……………………………………………………..

Beautiful blue sky,

Open sunshine burning down on my mind,

Battle is won,

Bad deed is now done,

But what have we really won?

Another deleterious conundrum,

If you could have undone,

Who would you have become?

…………………………………………………….

Soldier rises from the mud,

Armour torched and tossed to the deep and forgotten,

Laid and bare in the toxic air,

He weeps and laughs and cheers,

He was only there,

But for a moment,

For a lifetime.

………………………………………………….

The Immortal

Smooth sailing from here,

Trouble free giving from here,

Onwards and upwards they go,

From the heart of darkness to the soul of light,

Thrashing waves,

Giant monsters,

Dark clouds and silver linings,

What is done can’t be undone,

Life will sort and conquer,

Fear not your justice will be served shortly,

…………………………………………………

Trapped and alone,

Stranded and cut off,

Mourning and pissed off,

They straddle the sands,

Climb the rocks,

Evade the devil,

Ghouls and regret clambering on their backs,

Guess who is back!

…………………………………………………

Faceless warriors,

Heartless heroes,

Soulless leaders,

Spineless cowards,

Sinking deeper into natural environment,

Charred by fuel and meat,

Can’t touch the ground with their feet,

Wonder what all they would do if they could see,

Too much to give and not enough to seek,

Watch my words repeat,

Kind of neat,

But careful now,

The storm is raging south,

Coming up to kill,

Whirling to equal,

Boiling to put down,

And they are there,

The immortal,

Fearless men of others lie,

Plumbed for deceit and denial,

Wanting not what awaits inside.

Return

Science is now the new white lie

It must be alright to believe everything an expert tells you

Somebody who has not got a clue what the truth is

Spills lies and deceit to earn their pay

Surely lord almighty there must be another way

At the end of the day

You should do it your way

If my vibrations could speak

They would cast you aside

If my dreams could speak

They would open your eyes

“To really feel the joy in life

Face the darkest days

If you open up your eyes

Put your trust in love”


Smooth failing.

Tides are turning.

Dreams are fading.

Faster and faster we turn.

Look up and see.

Look up and feel.

Your life may be free.

Take it slow.

Don’t turn around.

Bring fortune.

Deny lies.

Beneath surface of mottled waves.

Treacherous sons.

Divine surprise.

Gift inside.

Come and see you.

My friend.

Time is slowly drifting south.

Come up and see me.

Take my hand.

My friend.

Come beneath me.

Your unsung man.

Come and see me.

My friend.

Forget to heal me.

You sorry man.


This was a song for all of you to dance to.

Let the music move you.

Fall off of your castle high,

Take a deep look inside,

et amor populo,

caritate te ipsum,

undo the evil acts engrained in your memory,

rewrite the times that you hurt others,

plan a life to begin anew, rursus

and if that alien doesn’t sing,

well the universe ain’t going to be very happy.

Imagine looking into a mirror and seeing a stranger looking back,

Leaving you to find your way back,

And what if your heart and mind of pure love and caring were torn to shreds,

Would you consider yourself dead?

I didn’t expect so,

Try and let go.

That was a long time ago,

A rainbow formed over black skies,

A lot of things were lurking inside,

All it took was a moment,

Thin strings snapped and the world shook,

I wasn’t going to bother to look,

A friend came to me once and said, ‘everything will be okay, Thomas,’

I watched with glass eyes as she left back for the other side,

I don’t dream of badness and I don’t wish for it,

So, it makes me wonder if god is taking the piss,

Would you toss your cross to the floor and bare your chest for the seven seas to revere?

Would you hang up your cloak and call it a day just to find out you’ll never change that way?

Finally, the sun sets and I remember how those days long gone have become undone.