Of Purple Dreams (inspired by ‘Purple Dreams’ video by Murat Sayginer)

Be bathed in purple.
An eggtimer wheels through the lights.
The God in his element in the sea of being.
The Christ stands with cool and warm.

(Blue and Red make Purple).
At the end of the arcade, the arbour of maidens,
Markers of the Aquarian age
Sits a Buddha.

And so we go inside Him, our kaleidoscopic being.
And find the key, warm or cool, on the Tree of Staghorn.
Here is the Diamond Point of clarity.
If up is out, and down is in,
And an eggtimer marks gravity’s spin,
What would come forth from our imagination?

A slippery fish supplants time, the purple sea churns as
Everything else ‘outside’ spins, and red and blue, cool and warm
Become purple, become mellow, and the Third Eye light comes on
Within an incarnation in the universal age.

Inside my mind is installed the Purple Dream.
The figures of man, stag, keys, and diamond are withdrawn,
The transmission flickers for an instant,
And the Black Hole is driven in.

Something Very Sweet Was Very Good In The 70s

Something very sweet was very good in the 70s,
Which the world has lost in its darkness and coolness.

Soul Train – what a name for a music-dance TV show!
Here’s to the one big single, ‘Sideshow’, of R&B soul vocal quintet

‘Blue Magic’ in the summer of 1974 – it rose to #1 on the R&B charts,
#8 on the Pop, overall the #19 song for the year as ranked by Billboard.

Blue Magic were also known for their synchronized choreography.
Visually oriented, they had several major television appearances.

So – question – If you think at all that the leading guy is too impossibly sweet!
Isn’t that answered by his ‘second voice’ that comes through in the end?

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Song Reference: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TscxLlhMiig

 

Fuck, The

Fuck,
The suckers
Of the wire triangular
Shower-soap-holder
Keep coming off
The wall!
 
But,
Hard pressing
The fuckers against the
Wall doesn’t work, only
Pressing for a
Long time
 
Such
That pressure
Builds up slowly and
Surely it seems so
Well back to
The showering.
 
‘Course,
There’s the fear
That the fucker will fall
Again any minute, but no
It just stays
There. Fuck!

To A YouTube Video Of Jerry Garcia And David Grisman

Blessed be the Hippie Grandfathers!
Do not forsake us as we have forsaken you.
Blessed be thy presence on YouTube.
Blessed be thy example of old man love.

To that video we beseech you to
Remain on earth as it is in the internet
And heaven, to be thy bounty as long
As we can hold you with our mouse and hearts.

Blessed be the Hippie Grandfathers.
Blessed are we that these two fine hippie gentle-men
Show us again how to talk to each other
With hands and strings and a solid song of justice.

Colours

soft blue
and maroon

that’s my
room, what

colours have
come to me

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bottle green
i haven’t seen
you for a while

now in a blanket
you used to be

a knitted jumper
i could draw
down to my knees

– – – – – –

dolphin blue
i wish i was you

caught up in
childhood fantasy
feeling it were true