Sharpen Sharpen!

Song of the moon:

Sharpen Sharpen
Senses like Crystals
*
Sharpen Sharpen
Senses like Crystals
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and Pin Stars
and Pin Stars
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Map of the universe
Map of the universe
*
co – appearing
Now

İlan-ı-Aşk

Image: İlan-ı-Aşk
ink and pencil
.

Notes:
And so I gifted a bouquet of skyflowers made of sharpened senses to the moon
And so the moon
Woke me up lately
fiercly and gently
showed her face to me
then drew such a sign in the sky by her clouds
.
The teacher she was or he
.
Imagine I would take it personally and forget about the beauty of such totality . Imagine I would take it personally and separate the #moon from me.

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Blue patch

When I say I want you
I see a color
in the sky

It used to be blue

Like the invisible curl
of a smile
becoming the sky

then I look at it

There are landsapes and eons in it

then I forget about it

In the full joy of
that
which
has
no-memory
AND
memory of
All

It’s my story 

Beyond all desire
is that
Gateless gate
.
Image: a true story. 
I was singing a song to the skies “It’s my story. I insist. I insist. It’s my story I insist” imagining for an electronic mix … the moon smiled back and winked to me. Only then a heart gate manifested. Has it always been there? Is it still there? Does it matter? When you know it is one play of the self …. that there is no distance between love and love ….that desire is a waste of time and in truth it only stands between us .

I silenced the barking dogs Peacefully

They said I should walk with a stick if I can
Find one…

It’s jungle here
Sticks are everywhere
but that’s not my way

I found plain cookies instead

Those ones that I love
and shared with them
We enjoyed a whole crispy pack

End of the afternoon

Now they never bark at me anymore
I can hardly notice they are there

They only guard
also for me

They barked yesterday only when I arrived with a friend

Yes I silenced the barking dogs peacefully.

March 28, 2017

 

Chased by a hungry cloud

I stepped out
to wear
the freshness
of the night

that same
bewildering
bright light
moving
along
a hyperbolic plane
crossing the moon
of the wind

as if towards
I with one eye
a light
made of itself

could it be
could it be
the ship that brought you to me

then departed
again

was the second one
same as the first one

a word of a farewell
is just a goodbye
or a hello
in another language

was there really a second one?

but I know I shall not think
because a thought devours
and converts you to a plane

with a red and green
on the brim
sparkling the dark
within my gaze
maybe a dream

how otherwise
could you be chased
by a grim silhouette
assuming the form
of a hungry cloud
with a big open mouth

both accelerating
now towards
what I wish to call
the east

remembering
that which brings
mornings and
new beginnings

White light

I just come up
To give you a hug
My love
.

And Up Up
That white light .

I remain
Dashing skies as if
.

Everything else
Moves
Moves as if
.

I
Higher than high
Met you
because of a rhyme .

To never
Sever
Sever from you again
.

A song we are
.

that same Sakti
with or without body
.

That makes me fly
.

And
I just came up
To give you a hug
My love
.

And
Once I shall stay
When once diminishes
Once

The Headdress manifesto

A surreal headdress I am when placed on a head
A rare mountain herb growing over the top of rocks
A spaceship variant of the Cheshire Cat seen in space only
I am between a coral and seaweed
The unseen skyflower hidden in the tummy of a big fat cloud that wants to gift a rainbow after a storm and hullabaloo
The reflection of a Persian lilac in my mother’s admiring eyes
That inspired I am!
A delicious fruit from a tale that feeds a caterpillar
A logo of a paper tissue box 😀
I am
All other things that others say I also am and can be
because
A shapeshifter I am
A spaceshifter I am
A mindshifter I am
Always a thing I can be
because a non- drifter I am
born in fluid spaces
Fluid
FIluid
I am
And
All of these
I am I know I am
and whatever I am
I fully am
because
Unchained Unchanged
I am

and when all of these
labels and things
leave me
I still am
as I am
because
I am

Image: color pencil meditative drawing by Alin

Riddle of the biscuit alley

There is an alley
Named after something yummy
Like with you a cupatea

A lamppost of a style
in a picture
Accidental
Holding the symbol
The key

indicating
A Variable
Starring a twin
The unique sum of a three

Day is the day of today
Dont you mix it up
While you add up

The melody
of a 3 Digid number

A flame
is unique

of profound order is
not comperable to
when once seen
From left to right
In a street

As revealed
in a dream

Manifesting now
In a different order
Inspiring the dice

Invoking the triad of
which you should know
Some time

She said
To conquer time
Made of a curtain
of stories