Auteur: HeerVreer

In this Jungian nightmareI was the divine lightning RodLike a famed and beloved rulerA way to simple tool from a shedBut hidden in plain sight in my eyesWas the vision of a champion risingAngelic wheel turning one last timeBefore even I can lay down the phoneysHad to walk this road for past traumaA golden switch, LEES MEER

When the darknessof my mind clashedwith the eternal loveI embrace in my heartI could only see the Invaderwanting to control the groundI am walking steady onSo I refuse to look intowhat mysteries are in front of meand I hope nobody doesJust that love and lightmight overcome the darknessthat spooks the hearts of many

Bless your EurekaAnd Love the LightCause it will befollowed byUnderstandingand bring youback in touchwith the darkness

ik geef die meisjes aubergineflow roomtaart met een rood kersje blauwe billen bananen schillen helaas ben ik een slappe kip dus niet echt een meestertip maar ogen als diamanten plus de levenshouding te lanterfanten dus je weet het wel ik trek er niet zo zwaar aan * gedicht van 15-07-2009

Time has come for me to bring the saucerMore filthy than a dinosaur that goes arrr Far bigger than a kid who feels Hulk HoganSolitary card game animalistic like i am Logan Trumpets, drums and flutes creating symphonyBlowing hot air in balloons of those that are phony Making lightbulbs that illuminate their own darknessHijacking their LEES MEER

The dearly loved Lionsheart,Upon its shining throne,Rides with fierce passion against exclusion,Its words are filled with divine bluff,But it lives for something more, something pure.Its own core is the compass guiding its existence,It has seen all that has ever been,Even before the universe as we know it began.People seek to use it for suppression,Yet it LEES MEER

the Venus lover is back to pray a Christ searching for his prey child of the great abominations the man who created the nations hiding in his not so secret place defender of the holy ark of God made by the dust of this Earth carries a sharp flaming sword the baptised angel of Mars LEES MEER

Van vrijbuiter naar een flierefluiternu toch maar weer een eerzaam ruiterNu de dagen van de vlammen komenzie je mij een laatste keer opstomenAl die levens op deze aardedat de heilige wet ontaardeMoest ik mijn weg weer hervindenZodat ik mijn eigen verhaal kan binden