Thursday 29 December 2011

All then rays of the single sun.




All then rays of the single sun,
imagined divisions of the ultimate one,
individual viewpoints seemingly alone,
drifting on tides,
far from our home,
we remember,
we remember,
we return to self,
for you must know poverty to appreciate wealth,
and you must have thirst before you can drink,
and indeed we are seldom that that we think,
just reflections on the pond,
itself a shadow of the sea,
But the truth of the oneness is the home of the free.

by Dimlo for Unasleep 29/12/2011

Monday 26 December 2011

The knowers and the known (2)



The awareness that is aware.
The knowers and the known.
The point of silent presence.
The longest journey home.

All who were gifted visions.
And who walked the spiral path.
Lift their heads in wonder.
And laugh the joyous laugh.

It's all in your head my love.
The suffering and the peace.
Enter the golden calmness.
And feel the great release.

So simple if you can grasp it.
And hold it in your mind.
You have the treasure already.
Just seek and you will find.
S. O. L,
Serve others and love !
A call from within,
And above.
To give begets to gain,
To share reduces the pain. 
To love is the easiest of things,
And what equity. It brings. 
For we all have infinite supplies
And As one we all shall rise.

Dimlo sighs
26/12/2011  

Sunday 25 December 2011

Entendre moi friend
Listen and understand
I am just a human
Lowley fallen man
But I have known merkabah
And I have seen the light
The shinning point of presence
Ever it burns bright
And I have felt compasionate love
She held me in her arms
She lifted veiled religion
And all those other yarns
And now I see so clearly
Spirit is ever there
I've seen the source of everything
And I know that she really cares. 

Dimlo sighs
25/12/11


I walked the spiral paths
To the southern face of the tor
And by a holly thorn
I bowed at the dharma door

I nealt on the sacred earth
And I offered my soul to the groud
And by the fallen dragons egg
I heard a tremendous sound

Seven billion whispering minds
And seven billion awakening hearts
And I knew that the human race
Is greater than the sum of it's parts

I walked the spiral paths
To the southern face of the tor
And I offered my humble service
To our mother for ever more.

Dimlo sighs
25/12/11

Tuesday 20 December 2011

Let yourself go
Let yourself flow
Let yoourself know
You are the show

Let yourself see
Let yourself be
Let yourself hear
Silence is near

All in one
One in all
Return to the source
Arise from the fall

All things are love
Love is the key
Embrace us in joy
We bow to thee

Dimlo 
Winter solstice
21/12/2011
1 year 16 hours 51 minutes and 44 seconds to ascension

Thursday 15 December 2011

Close to madness ?

I feel close to madness,
close to the edge,
I'm under the RADAR,
I'm over the hedge.
The energy is rushing,
straight through me head,
this leached existance,
is bleeding me dead,
I better slow up,
for there is traffic ahead !

Beware the ides of December, tribute to ANONYMOUS.

 
 
Blessed be, Anonymous,
No one saw us coming,
In  their ivory towers,
The could not hear our drumming.

 From the verdent Amazonian basin,
To the rEvolutionary Arab squares,
The corrupt did not see us,
The corrupt were never there.

Like the first weeds on a lawn,
Diversity's spark errupted,
To drop a little acid,
on what compliance had constructed.

And the wind blown seeds,
 From diverse creeds,
Took root amongst the green,
The wierdest widest we-ness,
The world had ever scen.

Awake, arise, ascend, our friends,
We call you like the sun,
As shadows fade to memories,
  the golden dawn has come.

This life is for the living,
And profit has no soul,
We cast aside delusion,
And the matrix of control.

A million different pilgrims,
Are marching in the street,
You can not kill an idea,
We'll never taste defeat.

For the rEvolution is unstopable,
Thr elephant is in the room,
No more tolerence of corruption,
OUR change is coming soon !

Dimlo Sighs
15/12/11
 
 
 
 

Tuesday 13 December 2011

These words......

 
 
 
These words come rushing
Out of me
So fully formed my litany
And to what end
I can not see
They cost me much
Yet still they're free
By will alone
I moved my mind
And never knew
What worlds I'd find
I was in the dark
Alone and blind
But then the light
Awoke in my mind
Reassuring lberating powerful kind
Now I am just a channel for the force
Just another aspect of the source

Monday 12 December 2011

The system must change
It is broken and corrupt
And the suffering will increase
As the addige is upped

We are spoon fed black lies
For our daily bread
And the Walls of this prison
Are inside of our head

Things are terribly wrong
On the board of this game
And we fall for illusion
Again and again

You were not born stupid
You were conditioned that way
So you will toil in the dirt
While the kings make hay

You were born, You were schooled
Now go work until you die
You must spend your life grasping
For your piece of the pie

Too tired and to busy
To look to the skys
Too absorbed in the machine
To open your eyes

Where them lies the profit
In this zietghast absurd
Now that freedom is painted
As a dirtied word

The monitised Market
Holds all fools in black chains
With a million products
By a thousand names

You are foam blown flotsom
To the corporate greed
As the world is sown
With distructions seed

Nice one monsanto
Cheers ! Thanks for the break
I go plant this poison
By that toxic lake

Them I'll go wash in petrol
And emoliate myself
For the debt has consumed me
And taken my wealth

We are all Indian farmers
In the battle for truth
And in your ivory towers
How high is your roof

So, psycopathic,
 Corporate whore
Enough is enough
You can take no more

Do you feel secure
You unspeakable cocks
At the end of the day
Its your heads on the blocks

Dimlo sighs
12/12/11

Sunday 11 December 2011

Cogitive disonance,
Our original sin,
A failiure to grasp
The state we are in

On a finite planet
This viral hoard
Lives by consumption
Across the board

There are seven billion
Hungry hearts
To ravage our home
And consume it's parts

And too few can see
The elephant in the room
We are heading for disaster
If we don't change soon

But never mind lovies
Just continue to shop
And make the most
Of the time we have got

For the truth is stark
And unbarably grim
We are killing our planet
The blind staight we are in

Are you starting to see yet ?
Can you hear what the wind says?
Or are you cognitive disonance ?
To the end of your days ! 

Dimlo sighs
12/12/11 

Wednesday 7 December 2011

We work in secret
We work in the dark
No audience sees 
Uor performance arc

Resistance revolution
And all those larks
This fire is lit
By a million sparks

Not a flame
Or a match
Or a candle is employed
These sparks shine out
From the inner void

And the spirit of men
Is an incandescent thing
And the powers are deafened
When the masses sing

As an army of angels
Can bring down the skys
When the truth breaks out
It's the end of the lies

So injustice is broken
And shoed on the ground
As the children rebel
And the trumpets resound

Wake up
Wake up
It was all bad dreams
Now the light has dawned
For the human beings. 

Dimlo 8/11/12
Sutton
Surrey

Sunday 4 December 2011

The Tao and the NOW !





If you're hungry then eat
If you're sad then weep
If you're lonely go seek
If you're thinking, think deep

Become like a child
A wise one once said
And most of our suffering
Is built in our head

It's not what happens
It's how we react
That we have free will
Is a pertininent fact

You can wail
You can weep
You can howl at the moon
But the choice is yours
You compose the tune !

The suchness and the isness
Are what they must be
If you know and accept this
You are finally free.

If you can learn the great lessons
Of the power of now
You can be one with creation,
In the flow of the Tao.

We are free,
We are free,
We are free at last !
There is no future,
And there was no past !

Dimloader 6/12/2012

This chemical bondage





Fun time Charlie
Fond of the dust
Keep on sniffing
As you synapses rust

Its all an illusion
The power you feel
You build on white sands
As your downfall you seal

From the columbian amazon
Come white rivers of death
And now that you are hooked
we are wasting our breath

The deaf won't hear us
The blind can't see
All funtime Charlies
Must fall from the tree

And into the abyss
Your soul is consumed
The damage is done
Your light entombed

So you rob and you steal
And you turn a few tricks
To get dirty money
And buy some more kicks

It's part of a process
To bring you to book
One day you'll regret
Every line that you took

This chemical bondage
Takes a terrible toll
It's best to stop digging
When you live in the hole !

DIMLOADER 6/12/11



Friday 2 December 2011

There is a light that lives at the core of us.

We have been to the place where few dare to go
In there we found We were not alone
There is light that lives at the core of us
In the inner void dark zone

And life goes  from day to day
But nothing now seems real
And tribulations of this world
are the just things We do not feel

For We have seen the inner star
And We can see it's light in you
And everything we'll ever be
Our souls allready knew

We choose to come and live in sleep
And suffer every pain
That we might wake at last one day
And join the source again

So love and light is all we are
so darkness is no longer known
This new truth is our reality
It guides us to our home

We have lived a thousand times before
And we must live some more
Cast out of sources security
Beyond the dharma door

And knowledge is as knowledge does
And we have known enough
What now to do my beauties
Save spread the inner love

Wake up wake up
It's all a dream
you are spirit
Practising being

Your body dies Your spirit flys
The program is complete
This is your natural victory
You'll never taste defeat

Embrace this life And all it brings
and truely deeply rejoyce
You choose the path your life would take
This mission was your choice

The clockwork elfs are at your side
To guide you to your truth
The ancient thing inside of you
Rejoices at your youth

The angels are all around us
They know we know their names
And they will ever shepherd us
And whatch our earthly games

It's all a game enjoy enjoy
Your special in this realm
This ship sails in oblivion
And you are at the healm

Dear god we thank you that we know
And cherish your intent
And ask for your benevolence
Until our time is spent
 
By Dimlo 02/12/2011 
 

Can you feel it yet ?

DMT is the one for ME !

Thursday 19 May 2011

The souls sees both ways



The souls sees both ways,
so the teacher said,
and at one stroke the words resolved
a mystery in my head,
for i had wondered for many years,
how the light i found within,
could be the essence of my soul,
if I was outside looking in.

Wednesday 11 May 2011

Innocence and beauty.

.....regardless, of what brutality a person has experienced,some corner of the psyche can never be robbed of innocence and beauty.

Tuesday 10 May 2011

SPooKle, Don't you just Luv em ?

Never before in the field of Human communication  has one search engine, known so much, about so many !

SPooKle, Don't you just Luv em ?

We shall fight them on the internet, we shall fight them in the chat rooms, we shall fight them on the facebook and on the blogger and on the flickr ! We will never surrender, never surrender !

An iron curtain is falling across cyber space and it's name is........ SPookle?

Saturday 7 May 2011

Never say never to a Dimlo




Never explain yourself !
so the adage is read.
But you should never say never to a Dimlo,
for a Dimlo  is already Dead !

So then ! Why call thyselfs Dimlo ?
Just look to the Major Arcane,
and the card that is first and last,
from whence we derive our false name.

The Fool is the card we speak of,
and all of us are fools in this place,
believing ourselfs separated,
away from our natural grace.

Blindly walking our path,
not remebering we've been here before,
bound for the bottomless casm,
and to return and suffer some more.

If only we could all awaken,
and pull the vail from or eyes,
we would find ourselfs, not so stupid.
an unexpected yet pleasant suprise !

Tuesday 3 May 2011

"Names of the Collective" FULL TILT PSYTRANCE mixed on TRAKTOR 2 by DIMLOADER COLLECTIVE

Let Battle commence !

"These bodies are just vehicles,
Just a car for the soul !

The essence of the driver
is complete and whole!

The vehicle is in transit
from ash to dust !

But the driver is incorporate
and will not rust ! "

Tuesday 12 April 2011

WAS-IS-WILL !!


                      This beautiful video is 'Quantum Mysticism' by Joseph Schuster from YouTube
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CzlsZC72tuE
it came to my attention just as I was writing the words below so I have 'borrowed'  it. 
Much respect to the esteemed creator ! I hope this is ok ?


What was, WAS !
what is, IS !
what will be, WILL BE !
Just let it BE !

by Dimlo 12/04/2011

Friday 8 April 2011

A short extract from the book 2012 the healing of humanity by Free Spirit

"Ultimately the deepest spiritual teachings can be under-­ stood and integrated without adherence to any kind of organised religion or belief system. The profundity of higher dimensional reality transcends all notions of ideas, concepts, dogmas, and belief systems. When we can experi-­ ence deeply this spiritual reality we recognise Oneness, The Source, Illumination and Love. Any attempt to control or parcel up that Ultimate Truth into a belief system or religion immediately separates oneself from the experience of that Truth."

Silent, Powerful, Bright

I have been to the heart of darkness
And there I found the light
That tiny radiant atom
Silent, powerful, bright
And I was flooded with grace
And reassured with love
And now I know my God
Is inside as well as above.

Meta Presence

It's like meta presence
I'm hardly here
My spirit soars
To no place near

A facimile of self
Is left behind
An avatar of stealth
My waking mind

Where the dream leads
I just don't know
I use inception
And join the flow

In here I can fly
And fall aswell
The heavens on earth
Or a personal hell

All things are possible
All things are real
I set my dreams
My will is steel

I make it so
Because I can
He's here again
The perfected man

And what will he do ?
He'll do what he wilt
And under love
Live life to the hilt.

Wednesday 6 April 2011

Thrice called Angels

Do we exist then just to server userers
Bound to contracts we never even read
Word magik to hold us to bondage
Slaves in the prison of our heads

Thrice NO I cast upon your spell craft
The black banks will never fleece my hide
For I cast a spell to their oblivion
They will be cleansed in our crimson tide

It's a joke that they think themselves empowered
And champagne and coke won't hide their lies
As towers burn and riches turn to ashes
The poor of this world will abide

This apocalyptic end game that we live in
Is soon to be drawn to a close
So stock up on food that you can live on
And don't put away your winter clothes

A chess player sees the board and pieces
The great game is ever underway
We hold possession and material
And avarice is ever underpaid

I call to the angels of protection
Save us from the demons in pinstripe
Save us from usury and sin
Their putrid fruit is ever over ripe

I call to the angels of protection
Release from the clutches of the vain
Free us from servitude to mammon
Release us from their interest and pain

I call to the angels of protection
And thrice now I use thy holy name
Deliver us for evil on this planet
Deliver us from the tyranny of blame

I cast the shadows of my past life
And raise my full cup to the sun
I am a servant of creation
A tool of the luminous one

These are the days of Armageddon
The flags of truth are unfurled
We stand on the new earth in triumph
This is only the end of their world

Dear god we have seen enough injustice
And fools block our way at each turn
But we are a match to filth Babylon
And the tinder is ready to burn

All shadows are banished by the one light
The creatures of darkness meet their death
We are the wind of revolution
The long held now exhaled breath

As sure as an egg is an egg
As sure as a spade is a spade
God has stored up just retribution
For the Usurers his word had forbade

A human is a transcendent being
Made in the likeness of light
And we are the holders of that atom
Invincible and ever shunning bright

Dear god we thank you for that knowledge
The truth doth truly set us free
Make us thy ever loyal servants
And let us let the isness be.

Dimlo sighs
7/4/11
Morden/ northen line / soho

Saturday 2 April 2011

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Friday 1 April 2011

userers and blood and the coming of the flood










So our metal must be tested by relative poverty
As usurers bay for our blood
We make our stand on the mountain
As Babylon is cleansed by the flood

The spiritual path can be tiring
The rewards are not of this plain
But we have suffered this before
And we were a match to that pain

We cast off the weight of the yoke
And raise our glad eyes to the sun
For we have been tempered by terror
And we met the infinite one

The sleepers stumble through dreamland
as they fight to accumulate tat
we choose the spiral path
and we hope we are wiser at that

It is known  this life is a lesson
That we have to learn many times
Our daemons have seen it before
And the daemons remember our lines

But we are quite weary of the struggle
And we need to float on down stream
Aware of the ultimate outcome
And knowing our place in the scheme.

So give us the strength to continue
And be then the light on our paths
Dissolution is part of the process
And we choose our acid baths

Stripped back to the core of our beings
Laid naked before sources throne
Observed by the twenty four angels
And sent back to travel alone

We reaffirm our loyalty to the kingdom
And gladly accept our own plights
Let us be  instruments of love
So all shadows will flee from our light.

Tuesday 29 March 2011

Mother Fu£kers or Spear Chuckers ?













Mother Fu£kers or spear chuckers
Consumerist vultures verses indigenous cultures,
a simple choice between balance and greed,
you can wield an axe or you can plant a seed.

You can live in equilibrium as the ages turn,
or you can fill your trough as you slash and burn,
are you service to others or are you service to self ?
Do you hoard your trinkets or do you share your wealth ?

You will have no choices at the end of time,
as the Earth is cleansed of this 'Human' grime,
and the few that remain must  honor our Mother,
she is our only home, as if we had another !

And from ancient cultures we can learn full truth,
they are the older brothers to our arrogant youth,
and they Honor the Earth as all sentient should,
would we change our ways if we knew we could ?

Would we lay down our arms and pick up the plow ?
would we never eat Pig or Lamb or Cow,
would we notice the beauty that is heaven sent,
would we pay due rent before our credit is spent ?

it's a choice we must make in the coming years,
as the mountains shake and our delusion clears,
Are we are here by choice as our souls had planned,
Are we Humans BEING or just the viral damned ?

Dimlo Sighs
29/03/2011
Morden, Surrey.


1 year 267 days 11 hours 46 minutes and 23 seconds to ascension.

Monday 28 March 2011

Prattle with induction












The micro and the Macro fill the cosmos,
The scale of our endeavors, sub planetary,
But waves can wash it all away in seconds,
And power stations cores burn to the sea,

And marchers face the force of state oppression,
The neon armies boil their kettled blood,
But neither side gives time to sources warnings,
And few are getting ready for the flood.

And still the rabble prattle with induction,
And rare indeed is anyone who sees,
That we are made of matter raised to conscience,
And perfect forests are formed by broken trees.

All things are framed within our closed perception,
The wider lens can see the broader view,
Each man must work his magic at conjunction,
So sorry lovies,  this ones down too YOU !.

Dimlo sighs
Northern line
South London
28/3/2011 

Thursday 24 March 2011

You can climb too high
You can peak to soon
But you cannot fall
From the mountains of the moon

It's a simple truth
And a finite quest
We ALL came here
At OUR souls behest

And the things we will learn
Are the lessons we teach
It's a private education
To ourselves we preach

Are we all not rays
Of the single sun ?
All subtle aspects
Of the infinite one

Steped down luminousities
Of the blinding light
Every single photon
Is an end to night

In the deepest void
All souls will find
A visitation
The angelic kind

When you lay on the rock
With your head at gods feet
There is no further to fall
There is no retreat

And an atom of light
In the hue of the sun
Says we all are angels
Each ALl and ONE

In unspoken words
At the end of time
You will find yourself
And your SELF is just FINE

It's a writen path
A  chosen track
At the end of time
YOU are welcomed BACK !

Dimlo sighs
25/3/2011 4.44am
In bed in Morden

Thursday 17 March 2011

♥THE KEY TO PEACE & HAPPINESS♥

The words below are not my words but I fully endorse their intention. I have found this perspective very uplifting on my journey. I hope they will resonate for you too. I believe  the majority of our suffering is internal and self afflicted. We all have the potential to rise above internally generated suffering. We actually live in paradise you know?  Is it possible that God gets a little bit upset when , for instance, we don't notice a flower or the colour purple.

Perhaps we should pay more attention to the wonder of creation and consciousness.


♥THE KEY TO PEACE & HAPPINESS♥

Gratitude is a mark of a noble soul and a refined character. We like to be around those who are grateful. They tend to brighten all around them. They make others feel better about themselves. They tend to be more humble, more joyful, and more likable.
Can you imagine how your life would improve if you lived in thanksgiving daily? Can you imagine how your life would improve if others did the same? Do you think the world would be a happier place--less stressful?... less angry? More spiritual?
I believe that many people are unhappy because they have not learned to be grateful. Some carry the burden of bitterness and resentfulness for many years. Some pass their days as though suffering a deep sadness they cannot name. Others are unhappy because life didn't turn out the way they thought it would.
"If only I had money," some say to themselves, "then I could be happy."
"If only I were better looking."
"If only I were smarter."
Living in thanksgiving daily is a habit that will enrich our lives and the lives of those we love. How can we make this part of who we are? Here are three things you can do:
Opening our eyes.
"The man who forgets to be thankful has fallen asleep in life"
Stevenson
Unfortunately, because the beauties of life are so abundant, sometimes we take them for granted.
Our minds have a marvelous capacity to notice the unusual. However, the opposite is true as well: The more often we see the things around us—even the beautiful and wonderful things—the more they become invisible to us.
That is why we often take for granted the beauty of this world: the flowers, the trees, the birds, the clouds—even those we love.
Because we see things so often, we see them less and less.
Those who live in thanksgiving daily, however, have a way of opening their eyes and seeing the wonders and beauties of this world as though seeing them for the first time.
Look around you. Notice the people you care about. Notice the fragrance of the flowers and the song of the birds. Notice and give thanks for the blue of the sky, the color of the leaves, and the white of the clouds. Enjoy every sight, every smell, every taste, every sound.
When we open our eyes and give thanks for the bountiful beauty of this life, we live in thanksgiving daily.
Opening our hearts.
We must let go of the negative emotions that bind our hearts and instead fill our souls with love, faith, and thanksgiving.
Anger, resentment, and bitterness stunt our spiritual growth. Would you bathe in impure water? Then why do we bathe our spirits with negative and bitter thoughts and feelings?
You can cleanse your heart. You don't have to harbor thoughts and feelings that drag you down and destroy your spirit.
Opening our arms.
One of the best ways we show our gratitude is by helping those around us
We can live in thanksgiving daily by opening our arms to those around us. When was the last time you told someone you love how much they mean to you? When was the last time you expressed your gratitude to someone who has always been there for you, someone who has sacrificed for you, someone whose heart has always been filled with hopes and dreams for you?
When was the last time you unselfishly reached out to help another in need?
As we strive to open our eyes, hearts, and arms, our step will become a little lighter, our smile will become a little brighter, and the darkness that sometimes broods over our lives will become a little lighter. Don't be discouraged if you haven't been an especially grateful person. Rejoice and think of what an impression you will make on those who thought they knew you. Think of how delightfully surprised they will be.
Be grateful. Every day is a new canvas—a new opportunity. Stop seeking out the storms and enjoy more fully the sunlight. I am suggesting that as we go through life, we 'accentuate the positive.' I am asking that we look a little deeper for the good, that we still our voices of insult and sarcasm, that we more generously compliment and endorse virtue and effort"
*Wise words from a man who inspired me, AMO.

Thursday 10 March 2011



She crushed her heel on a beetle
For no other reason than it was there,
And when I raised my objection,
She laughed and said she didn't care
Such casual cruelty is not so attractive
And can only be countered by prayer
We pray for devine forgiveness
And compassion for the creatures down there.
That beetle was a thing of great beauty
Like flowers that sing to the sun
All things have there place in creation
All sparks of the infinite one.
Thou shall not kill was the commandment
But as compassion flowers within
You realise this thing applies to all creatures
Not just those in the likeness of him.
Now the walls in her heart leave her broken
a i cry while standing outside
awake to yourself my lost lover
until then i'll try to abide.

                                                                     infinite compassion

Monday 7 March 2011

Are we then the worms in the apple ?





Are we then the worms in the apple ?
The maggots in mothers flesh
Blind agents of corruption
Bound only to our own behest
What gluttons of self consumption
We eat alive our host
With the cognizance of a virus
He wins who eats the most !

But consciousness is stirring
And change is on the air
A gathering of the innocents

And all of those that care
We stand in golden knowing
And turn our back on greed
We are the change we wish to see
Come join us with Godspeed.

Dimlo sighs
08/03/11
On a bus in Morden
I am all religions and none
I am the moon and the circleing sun
I am darkness shadowed in night
And I am lumience burning bright
I am short that I may know tall
I am climbing before the fall
I am vision and quest and heed
I am slow mind aquiring speed
And the angels did visit me
In the strange time when I roamed free
And in words that remain unspoken
I was given a treasur token
And their light has remained in me
To this time when I bow to thee
My creator I hear your call
And I don the mask of the fool
And I'll do what I can do
To return the most lost unto you
And the angels are with me again
As they shield me from fear and pain
And I thank thee for the task I am set
Please protect me and cover my bet
Through square circles we move into light
We are ready for the end of the fight.

Dimlo sighs
Morden 8/3/2011 

Cusp born child and my Daemon Ghost

I am Earth Mother
Fire father
Water born child.
Born on the cusp
so the frequencies are wild.
Cancer moon fades for Leos Sun
Destinys are set by the rule of One
I am ever grateful,
Gratitude is me.
I pay homge
to the visions that I see.
My Daemon shows me purpose
as she whispers of my mind
ask me how i'mfeeling
I'm OK i'm feeling fine !

Wednesday 2 March 2011

Hook, line and thinker

HOOK
The illusion is all pervasive
And we have bought it all
Hook line and sinker
The thinker is a fool

When we forget what we are
And identify with the thinkers
All of us are incoherent drunks
And ever thirsty drinkers

It's easy to be clever
But clever is not wise
As we embrace delusion
The spark inside us dies

It's hard for us to explain
The truth that we were shown
To humans wrapped in pain
Whose egos are full blown

You will not meet your angels
Until you have surrendered in defeat
And laid your broken spirit
At gods compassionate feet

The truth is more magnificent
Than the thinker could ever have guessed
But in the game of creation
The last laugh is the best

For though you do not know it
You feel it deep inside
You are born of spirit
Just traveling for the ride

You forgot yourSELF on porpoise
And came unto this plain
To live a life of struggle
In a kingdom of the vain

To what end such tribulation ?
Why do it to our souls ?
To know the way of completion
And reunite with the whole !

We really arn't that clever
The thinker is ever a fool
But Inside of every idiot
Lyes treasure for us all.

So contemplate your soulhood
If you would know thyself
And we welcome back to sanity
We toast your new found wealth.

LINE
THINKER !

Tuesday 1 March 2011

On Advertising (We must shift product)



We must shift product
and piss in our nest
the bankers are happy
but the planets a mess

kids are alright
but models are best
a pretty smile
and our product is blessed

We process the proles
its an intimate science
with achievable goals
and precise appliance

we must maximize profit
and subsidize pain
we fuck the Earth
again and again

we know that change is coming
we can feel it in the air
so we rewrite our scripts
for the people who care

they'll think that we have changed
and the world will be alright
but then goyem cattle
were never that bright

its an easy ambition
and a pertinent fact
we'll keep on selling
until the earth is burned black

we have no remorse
we have forgotten our souls
we bow down and worship
in our corporate roles

resistance is futile
the Earth is just cud
we burn her bones black
and feast on her blood

its the bottom line
a fit end for us all
still, there's plenty of money
in the ship of the fools.


Angels all around me and the number 444



Angels all around me
And the number 444
Metatron is calling
From the dharma door
The choirs called in light
And I must join the quest
Shepherd me to acsension
Let me be my best
I have learned your names
And of the sepharofic tree
So come then friendly angels
And help me to be free


There is treasure on our doorstep,

There is treasure on our doorstep,
If we only have eyes to see,
Everyday manifestations
Of source artistry

I saw a golden sunset
A transition of a thousands hues
Greys,  golds and oranges
And palest lightest blues.

On a thousand different days
I might just pass this by
But this day I SAW the sunset
and it made me cry.


On corporate servitude

On corporate servitude



Oh!, the joy in servitude
and the mastery in constraint
So bind me down
and seal my eyes with paint.

For I have had visions
They cut me to the quick
So I cast my pearls
For the weak and the sick.

Though the skys are sackcloth
And the oceans boil
Through armagedon
The meek still toil.

Its a battle for the powers
And the higher choirs
But here on earth
We must bow to liars.

Dimlo sighs
28/2/11
Soho England

Midnight shoppers





Midnight shoppers
Ego droppers
We rob like c@*ts
And we don't like coppers

Keep buying shit
In your waking dreams
Pay no heed
To the greater schemes

You deserve your demise
And you call it to yourself
Dressed in your finery
We toast your wealth

When we Went to hell
It just spat us back
Now it's hard to dance
With the monkey on our back

If you want to see a demon
The look into our eyes
For there be demons
Of diminutive size

Just look a little closer
And you might see
An image of yourself
Reflected in we

We embrace chaos
We embrace the Tau
We stand firm
In the here and now

All will be lost
No body is saved
Our flesh will rot
In an open grave

The end of time
The end of the dance
We return to source
We have had our chance

An apocalypse now
Hear the dharma gong
We fucked it up
Yes we got it wrong

There is a time for presence
And a time for sleep
The Earth will be emptied
As the mountains weep

Everything ends
This too shall pass
We spend no more time
In this ego farce.

Midnight shoppers
Wait for the fall
You do it to yourself
One and all.

Dimlo sighs
Northen line
28/2/2011

Monday 28 February 2011

We are the New Earth Revolution



We are the New Earth Revolution,
We are the justified Jihad,
we are the end of illusion,
we are the legions of the "mad" !

The MEEK are on the streets in every country,
The institutions of oppresion cast aside,
the peoples reunited under truth,
no more conquer, disrupt and devide.

Around the world dictators fall to ruin,
removed by the armies of the small
this was foreseen by the seers 
and the meek are awaiting the fall !

Tuesday 22 February 2011

Di-Methyl_Triptamine



AS a frequency holder I have seen
That Di-Methyl_Triptamine
is another gate to the other world
where sources banners  are unfurled
and the spirit trip is calling me
to share the visions I did see
for I have seen the heavenly host
gathered around the one that shineth most
and i am slowly turning to light
I accept my quest
I walk through the night

Sunday 20 February 2011

Tau flotsom



By Twenty two paths plus one
We return to the central sun
Let no man put asunder
The echo of source gods thunder
May we be an emptied chalice
Devoid of all pain or malice
Let We be the shining atom
All sons of eve and adam
Let We be the twin flame lovers
Let We find our halfs that are other
Let We be the points of light
In the tau void shining bright
Are we the ones who were hidden
Are we the ones that would know
Are we the deep source flotsam
Boyant in the tau source flow

Saturday 19 February 2011

word play magik

Word play magik
a fist from the heart
a laser like lance
that stands us apart
these words are a search
for the nature of things
the ultimate question
what song does source sing ?

I choose love

I choose love
I choose light
I choose strength and faith
I choose  gratitude
I choose abundance
I choose time and place
I choose Earth
I choose Heaven
I choose infinite grace

a 432 hertz spiral

A 432 hertz spiral !
the ghost is in the maths
a golden ratio calling
to Dharmas acid bath
the seeing will dissolve you
so the void can pass striaght through
and on that day you will realise
there is only ever YOU !

i embrace gratitude


I embrace gratitude and hold i  hold her in my heart
in love and abundance we all must play our part
all I see is beauty and incandesent  light
I surrender to creation and end the inner night

Thursday 17 February 2011

Angel of Frost "Not very spiritual this one but I am getting grief from the Dorris today ! I'm only (partly) Human after all !"



An angel of frost
And a queen of ice,
Soul entropy your finest vice.
To wear a man down,
And break his spirit,
You do it by choice,
You cause it,
You will it.

But now you are faced with a formidable foe,
You would not join this battle
If you could know what I now know,
For I am detachment,
And a mirror to ice,
I am free of the trap,
Head out of the vice,
And everything you try,
Will hurt only you,
You are transparent,
and I  see straight through.

Chess is a game you would do well to learn
As your strategies fail,
And your citadels burn,
For wise players are aware
Of an ice queens gambits
And the knights lie in waiting
Horses champing at bits.

No threat is intended,
It's a statement of fact!
I am out of your games,
And I'm not coming back !

For 17 years i was a feather
in your storm
tossed on the winds of malice
and scorn
but the weight has lifted
now i am out of your eye
But for the loss of our love
I silently cry :.)..



Soma



Never eat more than one Soma,
Never pop more than one pill.
Never say boo to a ghosty,
And never pretend you are Ill.

We are all creatures of shadow,
Trying to grow to the light.
We are all lost in the darkness,
Stumbling through personal night.

Gateways are left on the earth,
pathways back into the sun.
You may partake if you need to,
but never eat more than one !
Conceit

It is conceit that kills us
and makes us cowards instead of gods.

Under the great Command: Know thy self, and that thou art mortal!
we have become fatally self-conscious, fatally self-important, fatally entangled in the cocoon coils of our conceit.

Now we have to admit we can't know ourselves, we can only know about ourselves.
And I am not interested to know about myself any more,
I only entangle myself in the knowing.

Now let me be myself,
now let me be myself, and flicker forth,
now let me be myself, in the being, one of the gods.


D H Lawrence

Wednesday 16 February 2011

communion

Communion
I believe it because I have seen it
I have known the inner sight
I know we are immortal
And everything is quite allright
It is the tau and the suchness
It's the enactment of the plan
Be yee angels or demons
Or ash or powdered sand
You are powerful creators
But you are contained in the whole
And you have no alternative
You must play out your role
All the world is a stage
That's true enough to say
But who is the director
In the end of the day.

Resisting isness ?

It is said that much suffering is caused by resistance to isness.
Consider then your reaction to a dog turd. You come downstairs early in the morning and there in the middle of the kitchen floor it is, a kanine calling card. You are instantly enraged. How dare it be there? How dare the dog be so disrespectful. ? Why must I have to deal with this in the early morning when I am sleepy and prone to nausia, why is my life so full of shit ?
All that psychic energy burnt and expended within your head and to what avail ? The dog turd remains unmoved in it's stoic isness.
Would it not be wiser when confronted with a mongrels morsel to bow graciously to the inevitable ?
It is here, it must me moved, I must do this, this is unpleasent but not difficult, have I not lovingly changed a thousand napies without raging ? and is it not still a wonderful day in an abundant world where I am loved.
Dosnt that feel better ?
Is it not our resistance to the isness not the isness itself that causes us to experience suffering.

When we abide with the isness everything becomes easier.

The isness of dog turds

Much suffering is caused by resistence to the isness.

Consider if you will your reaction to a dog turd.
You come downstairs in the early morning ,and,  there it is, sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor,  the old Kanine calling card !
You are instantly enraged,  how dare itbe there, how dare the dog be so disrespectful and inconsiderate, why must I have to deal with this crap in the early morning when I am sleepy and nausious,  why is my life so full of shit ???

All that pyshic energy expended in your head in a flash and yet to what avail ? The turd is still there in its stoic and fragrent isness.

Would it not be wiser when confronted with an eronious mongrels morsel to just accept the isness of the situation?

Bow graciously to the to the inevitable without resistence.. It is here, it must be moved, I must do this, it is not pleasant but it is not difficult,  have I not lovingly changed a thousand nappies without resistence or Raging ?

And, is it not still a wonderful day,in an abundant world where I am much loved ?

Dosn't that feel better?
Is it not our resistence to the isness that causes our suffering rather than the isness itself ?

If we can learn to abide in the isness things become very easy.

Dust to ashes

Dust to ashes, ashes to dust,
the kingdom of cocaine is a temple to rust,
this powder will take all those that you love,
and  any who would love you back.

These powdered plants from Paraguay
and little rocks of crack,
will take you on a dark journey,
and you may not come back.

Don't snort the Devils dandruff,
don't think yourself immune or cool.
For this  addiction is a cruel master,
and you are a helpless fool.

many I have known and lost already
Many more I will lose soon
Every one thinking themselves safe
until they saw the whole of the Moon.