the Psalms of Daniel

When you have felt the knives in your own and others lives and you make a stand with your people hand in hand your souls' greatness travels to far lands and everywhere people will clap their hands I'm with you in heart and soul as I'm sure we share the same goal tribute to Desmond Dube and all who march with him millionmanmarch Sign in to see full entry.

There are currents running in our stream of which most are unaware pushing and shoving our shared dream between darkest night and strongest solar glare a balance is what works the seam of cloaks for angels here to share Sign in to see full entry.

weary of the world of men in the face of deceit and malcontent i often need to drop this pen and leave for somewhere without consent hiding behind names and statements rational our fairies and gnomes dance and thrive emotionally over and under critical they share our need to be alive but the dark lord weaves with them a web to catch the meek from ill considered thoughts do stem a path we do not seek Sign in to see full entry.

Tonight Auriel sent me the wind for a brief moment in the air Enough to take me back to a little black cub like a soft wooly bear who loved unfettered and kept me company in an hour of despair Sign in to see full entry.

The rivers of wisdom keep on flowing, turning the wheel of Dharma The words of God breathing, turning the Potters wheel Many names and many faces does not change the Diamond reflecting wisdom to many places to lodge where Love is King Sign in to see full entry.

All the family asleep I venture into the deep until my eyes get blurred and my thinking slurred Good night to all I'm off to the dreamland ball I'll dream of words and lives lived far away in deeper dives beyond the great deep blue were we all stay true Sign in to see full entry.

Slaves to the System ruled by Norse gods we stumble blindly after the image who was given life to mislead and keep us dumb a small window with a predetermined view we laugh and cheer while others cry and die oblivious to the approaching oblivion we accept the norms and standards of other men They eat and crap like all the rest none of them even close to the best Shouting peace there is none Who can make war against him? And the whole earth followed after him in his wake of death the Grey horse... Sign in to see full entry.

To every tribe and every creed a Son was born yet few took heed still we are torn Fighting each other day and night quarrels over stupid little beads and selling souls to fight and flight while our Mother mourns her seeds How can any of you expect a new day of peace to ever face a new elect adorned without a crease The Son of Man will not show before you turn your sword to a plough Sign in to see full entry.

Sagkens drup a druppel bloed so teer veraf en lank geleë met tyd verlep waar trane en troebadoer saamsweer om nuwe dae in nuwe dade te omskep verwelk tog nie nou so vroeg na lentebloei verwerp die grou en omhels die nuwe groei waarom klink ek altyd so alleen? en die res veg vir ou verwelkte ideale Is alle Afrikaners dan versteen? in gedoemde dae van ou korale Weggevoer in drome van mag en prag Moet julle eers beleef, die lang mes nag? Sign in to see full entry.

Bind I thee Azazel strong with linen weaved for burns your time not now so long as at last man death now yearns for step by step the fallen wings flap in unison no more and confused becomes your stings and your lengthy recipes a bore your heroes choking in your smoke your fire now but only dim and soon enough you’ll be the joke of midnight stories scarcely grim farewell old fiend in the dark there is no place for you in Edens’ park Sign in to see full entry.