a compulsive thougth
doesn't need to be an incorrect thougth
but why do I clinch
my teeth together?
is my energy configuration
not irrational?
is that why I clinch my teeth together
untill it's impossible
what's that wall
I have to brek thrue?
Thursday, 30 December 2010
One decission
"No man, never decide"
filosophy
at last I've figured everything out
taking decissions
and suddenly I'm lost
Don't know
waiting to find out
filosophy
at last I've figured everything out
taking decissions
and suddenly I'm lost
Don't know
waiting to find out
...
do I belive in God?
Absolutly!
but first of all I belive
consume and rest
smoke your tobacco
drink your water
and listen to the music
(peace)
mindreader
write your story
it makes a difference
and I know you understand
soon you'll learn to operate
that switchboard
(word)
Absolutly!
but first of all I belive
consume and rest
smoke your tobacco
drink your water
and listen to the music
(peace)
mindreader
write your story
it makes a difference
and I know you understand
soon you'll learn to operate
that switchboard
(word)
...
you faki
you sha
you're the sheriff
you're the example
looking for protection?
just love
we're moving together
nazi dredd
you're not a racist
just proud of your roots
I'm sorry for all the pain
I was lost and tried
to navigate the best I could
everything is allowd
but not everything is healthy
so roll and smoke
your elexir with care
and don't forgett
to drink your water
talking to dja
thinking to myself
and everyone
mind is the 6:th sense.
you sha
you're the sheriff
you're the example
looking for protection?
just love
we're moving together
nazi dredd
you're not a racist
just proud of your roots
I'm sorry for all the pain
I was lost and tried
to navigate the best I could
everything is allowd
but not everything is healthy
so roll and smoke
your elexir with care
and don't forgett
to drink your water
talking to dja
thinking to myself
and everyone
mind is the 6:th sense.
Saturday, 4 December 2010
The african lion will break every chain
How to comunicate
with Babylon
whithout using internet?
or even a pen
just art
which you can't steel
it's art
but you can't see
cause you're not here
I'm beautifull
as it seems
while smooking my cigarette
I get my roots
from my brother man
generation babi
ras
with Babylon
whithout using internet?
or even a pen
just art
which you can't steel
it's art
but you can't see
cause you're not here
I'm beautifull
as it seems
while smooking my cigarette
I get my roots
from my brother man
generation babi
ras
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Belives
A man belives in science.
A child belives in the mystic.
A man knows what he can do
and what he can't do.
To a child anything is possible.
Manhood is the house and armour
in which the everlasting child lives in.
A child belives in the mystic.
A man knows what he can do
and what he can't do.
To a child anything is possible.
Manhood is the house and armour
in which the everlasting child lives in.
Thursday, 18 November 2010
Solution
Therefore I must do what I belive is right.
Never give up.
Never decide.
One decission.
One peace.
Never give up.
Never decide.
One decission.
One peace.
Constalations of need
To be in need of something
that hurts oneself.
=junky
Is God a psychopat?
The problem is that it's me that is God.
that hurts oneself.
=junky
Is God a psychopat?
The problem is that it's me that is God.
Sunday, 10 October 2010
Guru
science - falsification.
destiny - truth
When you notice the obvious
you get conscious.
When you react on the obvious
you move foreward.
destiny - truth
When you notice the obvious
you get conscious.
When you react on the obvious
you move foreward.
Monday, 31 May 2010
Hip psycho
When I had to do the military service I was a hip psycho
and the psychiatrist got afraid of me
Oh, how I have paid for my ways
I talked to Ras on the phone
a brother man close to me
I belive
not in Dja
not in God
not in myself
I belive
and the psychiatrist got afraid of me
Oh, how I have paid for my ways
I talked to Ras on the phone
a brother man close to me
I belive
not in Dja
not in God
not in myself
I belive
Thursday, 20 May 2010
Karin
Awake again
I can't pretend
and it was the end
allready long time ago
I was sleeping
how long have I've been dreaming
with all my mind
I can't pretend
and it was the end
allready long time ago
I was sleeping
how long have I've been dreaming
with all my mind
Tuesday, 18 May 2010
Tuesday, 11 May 2010
Thursday, 6 May 2010
contact
Not to walk around in the same footprints
I have to learn
I have to reflect
To get out of the crisis
is a paradox
Giving up
and back to square one
again and again
Or
giving up
and back to square ten
The lonly
that tries to tell his story,
get in contact
is dismissed
because he is pathetic
I have to learn
I have to reflect
To get out of the crisis
is a paradox
Giving up
and back to square one
again and again
Or
giving up
and back to square ten
The lonly
that tries to tell his story,
get in contact
is dismissed
because he is pathetic
looking back at you
To be totally sold to someone you can't reach
I realize
I'm the great imposture
But there's one part missing
King of kings
lord of lords
are you psychopatic?
nazi dredd
I have media
a stage
senses
two examples
and a general rule
and you build a pyramid
king of kings
lord of lords
teacher, spread your ideology!
there has to be something inbetween
if there's a distance
air is invisible
but you can sense it when you breathe
nature is a threat
but not an enemy
I realize
I'm the great imposture
But there's one part missing
King of kings
lord of lords
are you psychopatic?
nazi dredd
I have media
a stage
senses
two examples
and a general rule
and you build a pyramid
king of kings
lord of lords
teacher, spread your ideology!
there has to be something inbetween
if there's a distance
air is invisible
but you can sense it when you breathe
nature is a threat
but not an enemy
Thursday, 29 April 2010
Saturday, 24 April 2010
What is the holy punk music? Click here.
The holy has surrendered to Jah
and the punk is a rebell.
The holy writes his story
and the punk refuse it. or what!?
But there's an answer:
is the ska train.
and the punk is a rebell.
The holy writes his story
and the punk refuse it. or what!?
But there's an answer:
is the ska train.
Friday, 23 April 2010
Mental slavery
I wanna love ya'
it ends with you.
must tell the news
it's my holy story
my fundamental psychosis
it ends with you.
must tell the news
it's my holy story
my fundamental psychosis
Tuesday, 20 April 2010
Monday, 19 April 2010
Saturday, 17 April 2010
Thursday, 15 April 2010
death
What is death?
I don't know.
The end.
So many times.
Who told me about it?
I can't remember last time I died.
I don't know.
The end.
So many times.
Who told me about it?
I can't remember last time I died.
past present future
past: experience peace wisdom
present: eternal
future: opinion ambition plans creation
words:
is language a living being?
or just an illusion, an objekt?
present: eternal
future: opinion ambition plans creation
words:
is language a living being?
or just an illusion, an objekt?
Saturday, 10 April 2010
Zulu figther
I got you under my skin Neneh
My tobacco rollin' paper won't listen to me
when I try to roll a cigarette
cause I'm occupied with you
cause I'm a zulu figther too
My tobacco rollin' paper won't listen to me
when I try to roll a cigarette
cause I'm occupied with you
cause I'm a zulu figther too
Thursday, 8 April 2010
Karin
Jag gråter med dig.
Du sköna kvinna.
Alltid glad.
Du försöker in i det sista.
Ibland när jag ser dig
vill jag kliva rakt in i dig.
Det känns så bra hos dig.
Du sköna kvinna.
Alltid glad.
Du försöker in i det sista.
Ibland när jag ser dig
vill jag kliva rakt in i dig.
Det känns så bra hos dig.
In the house of roots
Lonly
and yet we are
sex or friend
shame or confidence
Thinking for myself:
Man built the houses in wood, stone, metal and glas.
Inside I take shelter from mother nature
The city of paradize is called the promissed land
The boats, cars, trains and planes
magic machines
Roots in Babylon city?
Electric roots?
And I travel like a Traditional tourist
and the ancient outland, could be very cold or hot, wet or dry
Mother nature is a God or a beast?
so be careful you shaman or faki
and yet we are
sex or friend
shame or confidence
Thinking for myself:
Man built the houses in wood, stone, metal and glas.
Inside I take shelter from mother nature
The city of paradize is called the promissed land
The boats, cars, trains and planes
magic machines
Roots in Babylon city?
Electric roots?
And I travel like a Traditional tourist
and the ancient outland, could be very cold or hot, wet or dry
Mother nature is a God or a beast?
so be careful you shaman or faki
An answer...
I must concider him and his story.
I can't remember and
my creation escapes me
But feeling, the absolute reality
is beyond the laws of dimention
"We have met the enemy and he is us." - Pogo
"Get up stand up don't give up the fight." - Bob Marley
"do you remember the days of slavery." - Roots traditional
"All we need is love." - The Beatles
+"Teatcher, leave us kids alone." - Pink Floyd
I remember the spell, the fundamental psychosis.
Bushdoctor
Heavy Mental
Faki
What are we?
I think for myself. I'm not. I am
I can't remember and
my creation escapes me
But feeling, the absolute reality
is beyond the laws of dimention
"We have met the enemy and he is us." - Pogo
"Get up stand up don't give up the fight." - Bob Marley
"do you remember the days of slavery." - Roots traditional
"All we need is love." - The Beatles
+"Teatcher, leave us kids alone." - Pink Floyd
I remember the spell, the fundamental psychosis.
Bushdoctor
Heavy Mental
Faki
What are we?
I think for myself. I'm not. I am
Sunday, 4 April 2010
Journey
What to do when the dealer closes the door and doesn't want to sell?
win or loose.
Even messiah can forgett his friends.
It feels goood to be honest.
Like a guru checking for the very first time.
Fighting for myself with my God on the line.
Occupied by the self then sensing my demond.
I wonder where my windows are to be found.
I mean all the people.
Karma-gateway.
The gate to the unknown.
Am I behind on the account? Or am I just paranoid?
I don't know why I should have any enemy.
Am I afraid?
One can't help it that one is afraid, but maybe one can do something about it.
Checking my feeling.
Building my house.
Perfect monkey.
Sitting listening to lies.
I dissapointed. I promised more than I could keep.
I jig around a bit to "How I wish you were here"
Who is telling me that I should go to get my glas of water refilled?
Britney speaks to the chidish part in me from the radio to my inner life.
The road splits up.
Do I have to choose, accept a choise?
I walk my own way.
A Zulu-fighter.
I'm a wise man. If it fits, I put it.
Now I'm wanted by many.
And I get to do something heroic.
I wonder where the feelings are located.
Got to have the feeling.
Some crazy Gods out there.
Your not alone.
Experince.
It tastes good with water.
One gets what one deserves, If it's fare that is.
I don't belive in luck, although I'm sometimes lucky.
Now there are troll in the woods.
Sweden supports me.
Decent.
Maybe confess.
Fighting with spells.
You can relax, there's no one that can steel your work.
Thank you Jesus. God or whatever your name is. Who ever you are. It doesn't matter. I belive in you.
Am I ready?
Journey.
I want to know, but nope, the door is closed.
The birds and the humans have flewn into my house.
I haven't got any future right now but I keep on working, the apocalypse around the corner.
I hear sweet music.
I want to get to know my God.
I get help along the way.
Medium, what can you teach me?
What effort you make to read my mind.
I want to be one of thoose dragons.
It reminds me of the faki.
I want to stay here forever.
Suffering patiently.
Updating myself.
The worry is over.
My enemy is ok.
... talking to the troll.
It's a party tonight.
The Gods gives thanks.
The dreams come to me.
Let me in! Let me join in. I'm not dangerous.
Please don't stop the music/this feeling.
So much better one would want to be.
At least I know what intensions I have.
Everything falls into place in the end.
comments:
DaveOrion:
I was just thinking the exact same thing. Just Kidding
Actually I liked it, I found it a bit disjointed but what do I know. A journey through ones life may often have little continuity, mine certainly doesnt.
win or loose.
Even messiah can forgett his friends.
It feels goood to be honest.
Like a guru checking for the very first time.
Fighting for myself with my God on the line.
Occupied by the self then sensing my demond.
I wonder where my windows are to be found.
I mean all the people.
Karma-gateway.
The gate to the unknown.
Am I behind on the account? Or am I just paranoid?
I don't know why I should have any enemy.
Am I afraid?
One can't help it that one is afraid, but maybe one can do something about it.
Checking my feeling.
Building my house.
Perfect monkey.
Sitting listening to lies.
I dissapointed. I promised more than I could keep.
I jig around a bit to "How I wish you were here"
Who is telling me that I should go to get my glas of water refilled?
Britney speaks to the chidish part in me from the radio to my inner life.
The road splits up.
Do I have to choose, accept a choise?
I walk my own way.
A Zulu-fighter.
I'm a wise man. If it fits, I put it.
Now I'm wanted by many.
And I get to do something heroic.
I wonder where the feelings are located.
Got to have the feeling.
Some crazy Gods out there.
Your not alone.
Experince.
It tastes good with water.
One gets what one deserves, If it's fare that is.
I don't belive in luck, although I'm sometimes lucky.
Now there are troll in the woods.
Sweden supports me.
Decent.
Maybe confess.
Fighting with spells.
You can relax, there's no one that can steel your work.
Thank you Jesus. God or whatever your name is. Who ever you are. It doesn't matter. I belive in you.
Am I ready?
Journey.
I want to know, but nope, the door is closed.
The birds and the humans have flewn into my house.
I haven't got any future right now but I keep on working, the apocalypse around the corner.
I hear sweet music.
I want to get to know my God.
I get help along the way.
Medium, what can you teach me?
What effort you make to read my mind.
I want to be one of thoose dragons.
It reminds me of the faki.
I want to stay here forever.
Suffering patiently.
Updating myself.
The worry is over.
My enemy is ok.
... talking to the troll.
It's a party tonight.
The Gods gives thanks.
The dreams come to me.
Let me in! Let me join in. I'm not dangerous.
Please don't stop the music/this feeling.
So much better one would want to be.
At least I know what intensions I have.
Everything falls into place in the end.
comments:
DaveOrion:
I was just thinking the exact same thing. Just Kidding
Actually I liked it, I found it a bit disjointed but what do I know. A journey through ones life may often have little continuity, mine certainly doesnt.
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