I bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor

Stop making the eyes at me,
I'll stop making the eyes at you
And what it is that surprises me is that I don't really want you to
And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh, but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang, go!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or
I don't know what you're looking for
I said*, I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984

That your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh, but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang, go!

Oh, there ain't no Love,
no Montagues or Capulets
Are just banging tunes and DJ sets and...
Dirty dancefloors, and dreams of naughtiness!

Alex T:)

kitty cat falling from the sky

I wake up in the middle of the night ,hearing a strange sound coming from outside.

Something scratching my window...

A kitty cat falling from the sky..

All in a kind of slow motion...

Im half asleep

And suddenly wide awake

It's real

The black,evil looking cat really falling off the sky

And landing on my windowsill

It looked at me

I looket at it

And stayed there till the morning

And slept on the other side of the glass

I did not open the window

I was a bit scared of the kitty

When I woke up he was still there

Giving off mixed air

An evil, vicious cat

Probably purring softly

Gazing deeply right through me

The cat watched me all the time

As I got out of bed,naked

As I took a shower

As I was drying my body

And getting dressed

When I was leaving the flat

The cat was still there

Watching.....

Peacefully

As if waiting to be let in..

It might still be there

Waiting for me

Im gonna go back

And let the kitty in

He must be thirsty and hungry

I will feed him

Being a Bird

There is a middle point on the way,which a man having such a fate cannot remember later without being moved; a pale, fine light and sunny happiness are characteristic of it,

a feeling of birdlike freedom, birdlike perspective, birdlike arrogance,some third thing in which curiosity and tender contempt are united.

No longer chained by hatred or love, one lives without a Yes, without a No, voluntarily near,voluntarily far, most preferably slipping away, avoiding, fluttering on, gone again, flying upward again.

If you want to live as a free spirit, you can't be too attached to anyone or anything.You have go to live your life as a wanderer. It's difficult and lonely, but it's your task, your secret destiny. You can't be chained up to hatred and love like other people. You gotta live like a bird, fluttering here and there, flying upward, without any uncertainties. You have to live without yes, without no...

Can we really live our lives like birds?We are human beings, in fact. Cannot always just fly here and there as we please. Cannot always live between yes and no. If we want to live lives of free spirits we need to be honest with ourselves. And most importantly we need straight answers.
Maybe Yes.
Maybe No.
Yes.
No.

knowing yourself...

We knowers are unknown to ourselves, and for a good reason:
how can we ever hope to find what we have never looked for?

The sad truth is that we remain necessarily strangers to ourselves, we don't understand our own substances, we must mistake ourselves; the axiom,

'Each man is farther from himself ' will hold for us all eternity.

Of ourselves we are not knowers.
Nietzsche

To know myself
To understand the needs, desires, choices..
That is my ultimate desire
Not to be ever surprised
at my own reactions
to obtain full control of my actions
to be stronger
and to defrost my mind...

After having burned so many times
Still frozen..

The Wonder Song

I wonder about you
I wonder what to do
I wonder about us
And dunno which way to choose...

And I ...
Wonder, wonder, wonder why…
We haven't had chance to try
To fly high
In the sky…

And I dunno which way to go
Since I don't wanna loose
The chance of getting hold of you
And learning who you are…

And I..
Wonder, wonder, wonder why…
We haven't had chance to try
To fly high
In the sky…

Because I don't know where you've been
Because I don't know what you've seen
Because I don't know where are we?
And what's gonna be…

Wonder, wonder why…
We haven't had chance to try
To fly high
In the sky…

Here and now

Life is a way.Life is no goal.

I just want to be here and now

And tread the way full of flowers

Need to stop running

here and there

To transform myself here

If I keep on going there

I might be led away from here

And grow, and grow

Foolishness is a part of growth

People outside me

become my mirror

They reflect me

So I see better who I am

Need to see myself within

Not in the mirror

Need to be alone

to indulge myself in the purity of aloneness

ultimate and blissful

And listen to the silence

in the middle of nowhere

but always somewhere

The silence is very loud

I want to go beyond the distraction

And unnecessary chatter

And all messages

without meaning

and all gestures

telling nothing

to be able to

see

meaning and truth

I want to become a river

which will ultimately reach the sea

to flow with glow

between my body and soul

my mind..

need to defrost the mind

to love

Love is freedom

Simultaneous surrender

becoming

two separate pillars supporting same roof

to surrender to the unknown force

that takes possesion of

us

one day

Wonder and Freedom

If you understand
Insecurity is an intrinsic part of life
And good that it is so because it makes life a Freedom
It makes life a continuous surprise.
One never knows what is going to happen
It keeps you continuously in Wonder.

Don't call it uncertainty-call it Wonder.
Don't call it insecurity-call it Freedom.


From '' A sudden clash of thunder'' Osho