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trouby
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Posted : Jul 14, 2005 16:29
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here now actual song lyrics from me:
goddess of love
<1m>
red like the sin,
black like the night,
white like your skin,
seductive is your sight.
dark are your eyes,
bright is the fire,
weak is my mind,
strong is your desire.
<2m>
dark is the moon,
cold is the night,
when comes the dawn
and takes me to the light?
bright is the sun,
far is the sky,
gorgeous are the feelings,
i wanna fly.
<0f>
goddess of love,
i am your goddess of love,
i like to desire you,
from heaven above.
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The Green Channel
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Posted : Jul 14, 2005 19:22
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LOVE:
He ho does not love, does not truly exist, because love is life in it’s purist essence, life is love and love is life, god is love therefore you are love, do not fear evil, be aware of evil, evil is a creation of our subconscious-minds, we create our own heaven and hell, if we choose the path of love and optimism, you exclude evil, you reject evil, you do not fear evil, you rise above evil, the people around you are mysteriously effected, they now two do not fear evil, they do not feel evil, they do not believe in evil, they believe in love, they see love spreading all through-out the cosmos and into their veins, a tingling loving sensation, that can not be stopped, like a beam of love being projected into life in all it’s forms and peculiar shapes. A question which comes to mind is; Why choose evil when you can choose love? Why choose darkness when you can choose light? Why should you be realistic when you can be idealistic? Why be narrow-minded when you can be open-minded?
In the world of love, you will be as peaceful as a dove, remember to love, you are a drop of water in the ocean……………………………………………………………………..
Ayahuasca:
It started as journey into the unknown, into the hidden realms of reality, deep inside outer-space, deep inside my own consciousness, so deep that I could have been soaking wet with regret, instead I was in my bed, had I been led to paradise by my head? I found myself waking with a feeling of an awakening, the rhythm of the drum reminded me to a degree of the dream state that opened the gate into the opposite of hate, a place where time is sublime, because it’s not worth a dime, the Devine knows no time, eternity awaits us all………………………………………………………………………………………...
 "Love is a way of life"
(Gaia, Love, Nature, Shamanism (.2A.y.0a.hu.1a.sc.2a.), Terence McKenna) |
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jackus
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Posted : Jul 19, 2005 16:42
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I have pasted some of the contents of the recently produced poetry booklet for your enjoyment. This will be distributed round various festivals in the Uk this year. If you would like a hard copy, please pm me your details. Warning - some poems are explicit.
We are lookng at publishing another poetry booklet filled with forum contributors poems. If you would like your poem included, please pm me with your contact details and the poem.
Dance on
jackus
POEMS FROM THE PSYCHEDELIC UNDERGROUND
BY DAVY AND JACKUS
Newly Sexed
Celibacy shattered
Violently voided
Virginality splintered
Crystallised coming
Music mentalised
Rhythmic souling
Danced devotions
Vibrating emotions
Echoed reverberations
Regaining sensuality
Oneness labyrinthing
Language ceased.
Jackus
fractalized love
down seizing my psyche
fractalizing sensuality
crouching in full on twists
taints of psychic flesh
seeping my visuality
my soul is devastated
inside your mastery
the vast ethereality
shafts into my mind
lost in oceanised waves
of your love for me
I struggle to be reciprocal
but your desire is on fire
to pump your emotionality
into my energised spirituality
I bow ecstatically in honour
Of your love for me.
Jackus
Metaphysicality
no language left, chemically mute
the pure effusions of the psy-fuck
the jaw aches with ruptions of voice
no thoughts just the speed of rhythm
ripping into no longer a separate body
tearing into a rushing trance of mind
ramming viciously the pure emotion
of the intensity of sexual expression
no reality left to desecrate the totality
of the fucking continuality of love
infinite spirals of linear progressions
till any individuality in us is fragmented
left desolate in our freed mutuality
we become as we had begun as one
no normality in our spiritual unity.
jackus
not happening
I saw you stroke his soul in front of me
I gasp with paranoid insecurity
thrown into my mescaline despair
deluding me into believing myself
and my illusory visuality
you bent taut towards his masculinity
repeatedly I lick the drugged paranoia
that sees your devious coming arches
the fired skin rippling sodden satisfied
what I cannot give you and he knows
your pleasure pulses from my failure
the pit of your hallucinatory sensuality
I swim against as I hear your voice
asking me if I am ok.
Jackus
Text Sex
Dirty mind deeds
Sultry sex seeds
Texting sexing
Minds pulsing
Visual loosening
Tactile touching
Virtual fucking
Bonded coming
Distance seducing
Inhibitions gone
Orgasms come.
jackus
tripppywhiiipppyflipppty
the wrapper always the fucking wrapper
think of something else before you drown
think don’t blink get out of your mire
right the wrappers sucking me in now
get it away from the sight I once had
my hand rolls infinitely not achieving
the furrows of repetition of supposed
joint making insanity to stop the vision
of the repeated hilarity of tripping
instantly switched by the lyrical novelty
of sounds that distract my twitching
cerebrality round the flipping wrapper
of reality I cant stop its mundaneity
I want to rush through the violet times
of my costly pill depravity but angrily
see the goddamn wrapper trippily
instead of the mind expanding thrill
I intended to participate in joyously
I see the tesco sausage wrapper repeatedly
thwarting any psychedelically induced pill.
Jackus
Headancer of the Mothership
Jackus Dream and Dance Healing |
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jackus
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Posted : Jul 19, 2005 16:44
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more
The Machines are Coming
The virus is spreading but its not what it seems
It’s a human von Neumann replicating machine
It will devour your ethics to make its own kind
Not many resist its most poisonous mind
They’ll destroy us you know to create their dream
Those human von Neumann replicating machines
You see they don’t believe in evolution
They repeat themselves to make their children
And so it goes, it’s called tradition
People step lightly – if you play with sedition
You’d better be careful
You’d better be aware
The machines are coming
Stand up if you dare
Davy
Still Waiting
I’m still waiting for the mothership
To come and take me home
For someone to claim ownership
of these folkadelic bones
Are you a representative of those I call my own?
My disconnected relatives of the universal zone?
Hmm, I think I’ll stop waiting
And build a big spaceship
And head for the starts with a collage for a chart
What will I see? Don’t matter to me
It’s better than waiting
And I’ll be halfway free.
Davy
Pixie Trend
Girls in stomping whirls
Big banging feet alight
A thousand skirts bombing
Layers and layers of cloth
Hiding huge middle class hips
Made from pasta, cheese and wine
Vegan gained weight gain
Small waists of psychic vacuums
Worlds within dreaded profusion
A humanised planet of layers and lice
Robotically conforming in looks
Revolutionary rebels regaled repetitively
In the same similar styled spontaneity
Tantalising titillation of pubic vastness
Hair everywhere in all dreaded pits
Sucked into the vastness of a trend
Men, women and children disappear
Into the hurricane of contrived chaos
Hiding no thing, revealing nothing
But much washing for mum's machine
Jackus
Letter from the Devil
“I wish you well,
Your time in hell
Has just gone past
You should have known
It wouldn’t last
You should now know
All things will pass
It’s been a blast, I like your style
Do come again
You must stay awhile
We can hang around, cruise the streets
I know some people
You just must meet
Well till the next time
Au revoir
Be on your journey near or far”
Davy
Instigator
Oh she is an instigator
Vibrating to our true creator
Oh she is a warrior
Fighting for a simple future
Relax and let her guide you
To the truth that lives inside you
Davy
This sensation
What is this
This sensation
Must be bliss
Maybe from a stolen kiss
I never thought it
Would come to this…
Davy
Headancer of the Mothership
Jackus Dream and Dance Healing |
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jackus
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Posted : Jul 19, 2005 16:46
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Believing Fingers
(dedicated to Biggins and the Kulu warriors)
The apocalyptic desolation of warriors
Prostrate limping possibilities, rigid
Floor bound, mind bound, drug bound.
Engulfed ennui of the hell dwellers
In the waiting room of god's abandonment
Dreams evaporate into amnesiac sex encounters
Our young already murdered into their own heads
The psy-apostles walk amongst the dead of the temple
Returned energisers tread aghast
The destruction of life lines the wall of clubs
Unseeing, unbelieving, unknowing, unwilling
The believers contemplate fleeing this human hell
Deeming monged masqueraders unworthy of the pulse
The message in the music mashed into mind mush
The time of the re-emergence of the psy-warriors missed
As they wander amongst the drugged dregs of dance
Yet aural realisation of believing dj's fingers
Reach the attuned ears of the apostle's curiosity
Sensing passion and perfection in the dj's souls
The believers stay awhile to soak in the sounds
That glimpse of the future return of the Dance Realm.
Jackus
Word Wizard
Labyrinthine linguistics
Lyrical legacies of love
Rhythmically revelling words
Satisfying strings of seduction
Surging through sound silences
Illusions of illicit liaisons
Foretelling flushed embraces
Mingled palms and true touches
The castle of Kulu re-enacts
Itself as the palace of love
Symphonies of song ecstasy
Medallions of medieval meaning
Through the alchemical fingers
Of the psychedelic music man
As he woos his wild wizardry.
Jackus
Incubus
Woman, how you disguise the veneer of pride
In de-sperming anonymous drops of men
As they float by waiting for a purpose.
Impregnation, ejaculation, conception.
The blowing tools use desire to extract
The substances of your genetic continuance
Latent in swathes of pulsing female flesh
Erect skin and fired feminine nubility
Opening, embedding, feeding the eggs
The female of the species is savagely shown
As a worshipper of the womb
A sorceress of sexual misuse
An oracle of orgasmic deviousness
As the hidden source of destruction
Of all that men dream of living.
Jackus
My Love Alchemist (m)
The divine dancer regains reality for her
Surging through hallucinatory mindstreams
He seeks his dancer across aeons of mantime
Scorching the dimensions of the spirit world
To find his infinite love back in earthed time
She waits centuries his eternal recognition
Unable to see him through hazy hindrances
But sensing his sultry sensuality so close
Her aching rushes with his awesome actuality
They shiver in bound cognition and exhilaration
Free from inconsequential lives of mundane loves
To merge into the mastery of their being
Fused within a zenith of diamond dancing
Heaven's dancers energise their emotionality
Cracking open chasms of dance depravity
As the rhythm master frees his intentionality
Via his pristine love of his devoted woman
At last he came emerge as the soul warrior
The psy-lord of our alchemic futurity.
Jackus
Headancer of the Mothership
Jackus Dream and Dance Healing |
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trouby
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Posted : Jul 20, 2005 09:01
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another song lyrics, french evrsion comes later:
lost in love
when i look into your eyes,
i see burning desire,
when i listen to your voice,
i hear words of seduction,
when i hold your hands,
gently and soft.
a special feeling rising in my heart,
i'm lost in love.
when i feel your touching,
sensitive and calming,
when i feel your kissing,
tenderly and sensual,
when i feel your seduction,
forceful and deep.
a special feeling rising in my heart,
i'm lost in love.
more poems on my site: dj popper project-lets talk about sex:
lingerie fantasy, how do you like it?, sensual massage, doggy style are from me.
thinking at the moment about a 'tantric massage' poem - anyone lucky to got one???
@green channel: great 'poem', useful for breakbeat hehe - the song 'secret of tantra' seems to have 3 parts: ambient intro w/ melo - break to breakbeat, rapping your poem - psy part w/ melos & perc loops - but 1st, vacations...
what means 'he ho' in the beginning? |
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jackus
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Posted : Aug 4, 2005 23:51
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if you want your poem published in the Psychedelic Underground Poetry booklet, then pm the poem along with contact details, brief resume if you wish. I will print copies and post an equal amount to each contributor so that you can distribute it as you wish, as payment. The quicker I get the poems, the quicker I can get started.
Jacks
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Jackus Dream and Dance Healing |
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wicc@
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Posted : Aug 10, 2005 18:17
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Equilibrium
Through clouds of smoke, through city air,
Strangers and streetlights
I've come to find you there
Where I'm inspired by your sight
And the music that you play upon the night
I feel the ground move with your sound
Under my shoes
Then I lose
Equilibrium
You're a friend of a friend who brought you my way
Found you like a candle
On a cold winter day
I saw your fear of neon, your home in the street
I saw the plain routine you keep under your feet.
I felt the spell you keep working well.
Since that day
I threw away
Equilibrium
Now you're in demand like the latest news
And they're falling for you
Like papers at your shoes
Shouting "Catch the stars before they reach the sky"
"While they're wearing the clothes you know them by"
But you'll see I'm right where you found me
In this crowd, too smoky & too loud,
Strung along for another song,
Satisfied to be denied
Equilibrium.
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The Green Channel
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Posted : Aug 12, 2005 11:58
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To a Greek Woman...  :
What I said to you was true, my heart belongs to you, I love every living being, even the smallest creatures have extraordinary features, and I love them all with out a hint of hesitation,
If you want me to be yours sexually, I will only express my sexuality with you, but I will love everyone, because we are all one, I don’t believe in monogamy, but there is always an exception for every rule, I’m not a fool, you are one of a kind, sweet and innocent like the princess of England, naughty and wild like the opposite of a child, but yet you are mild like a child.
You taste like honey, your nipples react funny and suddenly you want to fuck like a bunny. You know how to use your intelligence with elegance.
You are everything a man could ever dream or even wish for in a woman.
"Love is a way of life"
(Gaia, Love, Nature, Shamanism (.2A.y.0a.hu.1a.sc.2a.), Terence McKenna) |
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The Green Channel
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Posted : Aug 15, 2005 12:21
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One more to the same girl...
What I said to you was true; I adore you, your smile, your face, your purple haze glow, the way your eyes gaze at me, with a tender flow, I feel your eyes heal my soul, it’s like falling into a hole, a hole filled with love, it killed my fears, my tears, but let it be said , the best thing about you is your intelligence, your inner-warmth, your engulfed in white light, that shines so bright, that my eyesight will be missing that night, when we meet again I’ll be in Zen.
"Love is a way of life"
(Gaia, Love, Nature, Shamanism (.2A.y.0a.hu.1a.sc.2a.), Terence McKenna) |
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_Vanessa_
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Posted : Aug 15, 2005 16:02
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Green Channel, you are so in love!
all the best with this girl...
and keep writting vital poems |
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Gopendragon
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Posted : Aug 17, 2005 08:37
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"ALONE IN SPIRITUALITY"
As much deeper you like to go in perfection
the most difficult trials you will pass
As much higher you want to ascent
the stronger resistance you have to confort
The path of virtue is an uphill road
only a few can follow,the most cant accept it
You would feel lonely and vanity
around those big cosmic crowd
The road of redemtion is narrow pass
you have to be much more like spirit
as you go to ascent higher.
~~~~~~~namaskar~~~~~~~~~
After the End,a new Begining startS.. |
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Willy Wonka
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Posted : Aug 18, 2005 01:27
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Like everything in our real life
becomes a dead after some chemical reaction
Oh, Raja Ram! make Stash Bags die
So they won't bore our creative psynation
Oh dear, Shpongle!
it becoming clear
that your fourth album
won't be a success.
So maybe it's the time
starting for real
producing music
for fucking sake
Oh Isratrance,
you my resource of knowledge
the place so tightly fighting damned
please, never open top 10 section like in old days
so labels, traders, artists and minorities
won't fucking spam. |
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Willy Wonka
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Posted : Aug 18, 2005 01:29
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My short lines sorry on hebrew only.
Skazi, Skazi
Tagid ata kavkazi?
^^^
Im patishim ve makdehot
"televiziot" merashreshot
^^^
bat-
Ima, tagidi ma kore?
hu meshapec' dira shanim?
ima-
omrim she muzikaim ha gdolim
hithilu mi shipuc' dirot
^^^
Shamatem?
muzika shel Skazi be Avazi!
Raitem?
hem be aruz 22!
Hashavtem?
ma ihie bli Skazi
Kibaltem!
albom hadash shel kilargg. |
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elves project
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Posted : Aug 19, 2005 17:11
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Elves are happy.
Elves are fun.
Elves are scared of everyone*.
(*Human that is)
Elves love beer.
Elves love food..
Elves never ever brood*.
(*unless they’re out of beer and food that is)
Elves love to laugh.
Elves hate to cry.
Elves like to fly*.
(*on birds that is.)
Elves love to dance.
Elves love to play.
Elves have plenty of things to say*.
(*unless they are brooding, that is.)
Elves love Fall.
Elves love Spring.
Elves love most anything*!
(*not Human, that is)
Happy Easter!!! |
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