Lord Brain Shiva I° Cd:
ASHOKAPUR
Clouds as bifurcations.
The standing outstanding Man with the big club.
Recognitions of planets and inner rooms. I as U turn.
Give to the Lord those long wings as parallel parallels of starpaths chords.
Why do human-monkeys colonize vast samples of lands?
Why do they erect cities, towns, villages?
Give to Lord Shiva infinite arms.
Give to Lord Shiva infinite arms.
When they come, we go; when they appear we disappear.
The claws of the fierce monkeys try to keep the inconsistent clouds.
So we continue to contemplate the fight of the white leopard.
Ashokapur speak, please! Let your obnubilated eyes try to touch our consciousness.
So we continue to contemplate as he fights the white leopard.
Come Lord Shiva come and … Brain?!?
Let us live in the den of the white leopard on the peaks of Daula Dhar.
AUM, AUM, AUM,
we abruptly become aware, we abruptly become aware,
we abruptly become aware, we abruptly become aware.
SIDDHABARI
Let me light your incense,
let me put some get together
don’t be afraid, rise up with me
rise, rise, rise…
flow with the Ganges and follow him into it
don’t burn yourself so high,
ebb and flow!!!
merge and rice, merge and rice…
it doesn’t exist, now
it doesn’t exist
it doesn’t
it.
NO WAR IN THE UNIVERSE
Instrumental…
NO MORE
No more
No!!! More!!!
No fucking more
No!!! fucking more!!!
Stop your head
Stop your insane brains
Stop your indignity
Clear your blood
And let the Divine rule…
REINCARNATION INNER GHAT
Reincarnation…
Resistance…
you can’t refill your empty bottles
with our wide pure paradise…
let flow to the ghat this simple stream
don’t block for nonsense reason the existence.
Sacrifice under your lies!!!
Sacrifice under your lies!!!
Fuck your economy,
Compassion is the way
Imagination…
Key of our own being
Refugee…
my own sludge reflection in music
Sacrifice under your lies!!!
Sacrifice under your lies!!!
SMOKING MARIJUANA IN VARANASI
An absolute sense of Abandon
drag me on the sea shore beach.
A vast river that’s exactly what it is
guides the bodies through the next reincarnation.
High places, that’s the crystal Dome
where Shiva changes his human shape into
one million of other forms.
Every street has a gate.
In it I see every gate.
Binocular prospections follow and precede our walking around
until the castle of the pyres.
I, You, All wanted this. Now we and they get it!
Ideas are storming in this out/knowledge of the routes
in which never-ending worlds unify their philosophies
one another.
Calling the Sun, switching off the moon.
Calling the Moon, switching off the sun.
Mudra takes clouds of anallergic smoke
to Hanuman, and together we run on the waves
of this wrinkly big fish.
On fire, please, on fire now, for a new reincarnation
into the cremation
On fire please, on fire now!
We and Varanasi boiled in a Gangia’s Ganges
Gangia’s Ganges, Gangia’s Ganges
Ganges’ Gangia, Ganges’ Gangia
Ganges’ Gangia.
RAMESWARAM
Deep, deep, deeply inside,
deep, deep, deeply inside,
deep, deep, deeply inside,
sweeping down to the corner of the triangle…
Deep, deep, deeply inside,
deep, deep, deeply inside,
deep, deep, deeply inside,
sweeping down to the corner of the triangle…
again towards the land of RAMA
change the destiny into a Destiny
see the long narrow tongue ride the sea
where people are blue and anyone could speak
with an Elephant
Deep, deep, deeply inside,
deep, deep, deeply inside,
deep, deep, deeply inside,
sweeping down to the corner of the triangle…
The little big city of Gods,
made of shells and lightening teeth
where the tigers get sparrows
and the monkeys has a king
We absences on a train inside the folds of times
not well synchronized. A house, a tree, a bridge
the garden of nowhere
Join the electricity before the lamps
gain the stronghold of the monsoons
be a drop in a storm on the golden peaks of the Temple.
We all have a deep sense that the whole moltiplicity of being
is contained in the unity of the one,
in this nondual relationship “not one, and not two.
Let us burn in the sky of the little big city of Gods/God
Let us burn in the sky of the little big city of God/Gods
SANKIRTAN
Pyramidal birds across the sky. A sound made of a heart/mind/soul connection.
The divine is the everyday’s time. The sacrifice is the bread of evil goals.
The danger of advita is that it tends to minimize the universe.
Is it maya, an illusion, or is it just a play?
Everything and everybody has its own unique reality.
Crossing the lines of a double prospective of existance: in motion or still.
The whole universe is present in each one of us.
All the images and concepts of “God” and all the rituals and practices
of religion have no value. Beholding the illusion that there is a material world
“outside” the mind.
Slowly learning
slowly learning
slowly teaching
slowly teaching
You want the power, maintaing the Power a crash under the melodies.
Six hundred birds as a concert above the space and the time.
Please, get your power, leave our Misery. Stars, planets, comets and moons
we reach these stuff in our black & red bag.
Besides the gods, the devas, the ‘asuras‘, the demons. Knowledge of the Self.
Sit down and play music with us. We’re at the gate of the Zero.
Besides the gods, the devas, the ‘asuras‘, the demons. Knowledge of the Self.
We can’t forget the gate of the Zero. It says:
keep speech in mind in the self which is knowledge. The self is the Mahat.
So, keep that within the self which is the Peace.
Slowly learning
slowly learning
slowly teaching
slowly teaching,
the rational mind and then, the sound.
Dakshinamurti II° Cd:
BALKH
Standing, yeah standing!
On a ground mines’ carpet.
Bombing, yeah shelling!
Our humble muddy home.
When the red/white stars
came onto the earth
all trambled, yeah shaked!
Lighting, yes light it!
An enormous bloody Golem.
Step up me, stamp us!
Abnormal rays of victory.
But at the end of the way
the end, that is now.
Ablaze the “man of light”!
Ablaze with light
the “woman of light”!
Ablaze, ablaze…
you can’t abide!
Ablaze, ablaze…
you can’t abide!
LAG B’OMER
This is the 33rd day of the Omer.
Light the Fire.
It’s time to honor a spark
of the soul of Moses.
Light your fire.
Twenty-four thousand students
for Rabbi Akiva.
Only five pupils
Rabbi Shimon bar Yochai is returning.
Chesed, Gevurah,
God is showing, a “smiling face”
Elohim Gebor, Elohim Gebor,
Light a Fire tonight
‘cause Khamael meets Vishuddha.
Light a fire tonight
‘cause Khamael meets Vishuddha.
HESH
Instrumental…
THE TRAVELLER
we knew them by us…
reinforce synapsis through hopelessness
completely neuralgic inner sense
devote to skinny surfaces
bottom on the top, top outside the over
grab your position, ready to know
another galaxy space is coming under
deeply gaze in hole eye
ready to begin the voyage beneath scentless plasm
stills empty burning stalls watching the machine
for reception of non comprehensive reflection
body as comptometer without struggle
descending deuce between the stars
falling from the deepest sky
we know them by us
MAHATMA GANDHI
Big star on the deep blackboard
of human destiny,
exchange a smile with a melting gun.
Sun and spindles,
the game is now,
not yesterday,
not tomorrow.
Big choice, steady chink,
flower of Life,
Maha Mahatma…
Maha Mahatma…
Maha Mahatma…
You, dressed in an invisible dressing
visible to the masses, as a man
who is a man.
You unforgettable chief of non-action
in which the action gets
its unbeareable power.
You, a giant in an ant’s body
with an energy which belongs to the Infinite.
You an enormous meditation’s tree
we live eating from your leaves
on a silent knoll, looking for light,
looking for white,
looking for black,
looking for…
INNER RAGE
spit our pride into ourselves
looking forward to be a constructor
under feeling
recover nasty and busy thoughts
leading souls burned
change mind and heart
thought’s lessons
the creature ceaseless
built rebellion against itself
flowing water, cleaning cerebral lines,
advancing beating
go under, never stops in front of the false meaning
call the truth behind you
HADAR
You’ve lost the new horizon
‘cause you think to be in/out
but you see me through the mirror
of the lake
that’s the “nothing world”
the mine of incastonated jewels
on our body made of running dust
you, again show your face
the lake of nothing
dancing inside the cave
now/forever.
CREMATION’S SOULS
leaving territory through conciousness
smell the essence of life
we walk like heavy stones
not us but the rest falls.
ties like a root tree
we uncome begin to float
fighting humanity’s relationship to the eternal.
Amorphous spirit takes form
our time is changing over.
drawing circle and recover tangent sweeping the ground.
creation…
rebirth…
negotiate an obstacle…
a hostage to fortune…
simply obsessed
DHARMASHASTRA
Polluted blocks
black logs
Spiders neglected
Underwater’s skills.
A worm like a Real Queen
A simple bibed
on a surface of an undiscovered
celestial body
The cellar of ignorance/Science
Takes a curtain of stones
and inject it in the neck’s veins
during a passage of hours
the train of frames
Selects another life
always in a knot
of pure assectic fire.
All in frames
all in fields