Where ever you are, you are, no matter whether you like it or not. What’s the point in filling your brain up with so called positive concepts. Mankind has been trying to do this for thousands of years with little results. You don’t have to try and find love, truth, god, if they exist they exist, mankind didn’t make them up and mankind cannot find them. They are beyond the reach of thought. To eliminate shit in body, mind and spirit is to come upon the other, not the other way around. So all you Facebook fanatics trying to convince yourself and the world to be positive are wasting your precious time when you could be eliminating what is not love, truth, god. Your love is not love, your race is not the answer, your belief in jesus, mohammed, budha and who have you, is not going to get you anywhere. Elimination is the job, but not with more concepts and fancy conclusions that just add to the problem. The problem is your lack of understanding in the limitations of thought. Thought put it all together, but thought can not take it apart. Observe, trust in the other. This takes much more discipline than you could ever imagine, and good luck, sometimes, life is hard.
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It was with doubt….
It was with doubt that i imagined this afternoon without imagination and all the destructive elements of a mind conditioned with the abrasive techniques to belong. I was somewhat clear in the haze of the air, the people doing their lives as if they knew it all, but wanted more. The wind was strong, the snow slid across the air lightly and the sun glared against the salt-wet pavement with a feverish intensity. I had no hope as i looked into the eyes of reality, a calm gaze silently observing the noise surrounding me. Those few moments when beauty encompasses everything and love seems to bind all into itself.
I questioned if there was a way to be in this field of grace always, to carry this awareness into every moment of my life. Why does this come and go without any apparent way to create a method to hold onto this way of being. All one can do is to eleviate what is not real, what has been created by the mind replacing what is before you. The constant pursuing of being aware, seeing what is, not changing a thing, watching thought as it weaves in and out of the crevasses on the mind.
the Math of Nature
We call rational numbers whole numbers, numbers that can contain no more because they are whole, numbers that are complete, unto themselves, full. One of these numbers added to another one of these whole numbers equals two of these perfectly whole numbers. That is rationalism. Now we have another set of numbers which we call irrational numbers. These numbers seem to live by another set of rules. Irrational numbers like Pi (the radius times Pi equals the circumference of a circle) or the golden ratio or the Fibonacci sequence seem to go on infinitely. Our modern computers have equated these irrational numbers without an end or a pattern that repeats itself into the billions of digits. For some strange reason some people spend there life trying to find an end to eternity. Each to their own i suppose (but should they really get payed for it, while others are thirsty). Possibly, many of us are quite afraid of living in a world that has a leak in everything, so we will pay anything to get an answer, an ending.
Rational numbers have no real truth in nature. One and one does not equal two, but one of a similar and different thing/concept/space equals two of a similar and different thing/concept/space.
So what! Well it may not seem to matter much to the typical consumer civilian but that may be just one very important realization that could enhance our investigations of why we are here, what our existence might mean and what we are doing with this earth.
How is that? Well if we could truly realize that everything has a slip into infinity we would have to admit that nothing we can know is truly absolute; absolutely nothing. Water is not simply H2O anymore as noted in our laboratories, nothing is the SAME anymore, only approximate, no more absolutes in anything, everything is now ultimately a mystery. No one is perfectly right, no one is an ultimate authority, everything is suspect, on trial so to speak. Is that a big deal, maybe there are multi dimensions, many gods, maybe the history books really did lie, the scriptures, the laws. Anyways, I am not here to dispute any of this, my point is that nature is not confined to absolutes that we as human beings can comprehend; not with THINKING.
Nature evolves through a process of geometry that is always based on irrational numbers. The spiral vortex curve, the egg shape, the pentagon, the golden mean, the golden rectangle and triangle, Pi, which proves in itself that there is no circle, all circles are spirals going inwards or outwards.
This observation of nature puts us in a realization that motion itself moves in spirals, our galaxies, water, smoke, air, fire, our planets through space, electrons, sub atomic particles, plant growth, rivers, blood, sap. Life everywhere conforms to this irrational/infinite sequence and geometry.
This brings us to the same conclusion and the grave importance of Implosive and Explosive energy motion, and here at waternature.org we are attempting to educate society before it is too late for our specie and the earth. Victor Schauberger literally put natures two and two together and brought the irrational math of nature to light and invented technologies that work as nature does. The spiral of all things is either going inwards or outwards and the significance of this simple concept our science has failed to observe and understand. There are sub atomic physicists aware of this dichotomy and there are astronomers working on an energy that they presume (as Einstein also did) is heading back to the beginning of our galaxy/universe.
Waternature.org is working on inventions that Schauberger laid out the ground work for. We believe we have prove that can now show this ‘reverse energy’ as clear as the wind exists through the wounded trees in our yard.
What does this all mean to you, to us, to the planet? We are in an energy crisis to say the least. We are aware that many are now aware of this, but there is an understanding of nature that needs to be understood or we will continue to create technologies that move and transform energy in a motion/direction that is devastating to Nature. This again is what Viktor Schauberger discovered. All energy moves in spiral curves naturally, this is the motion of the universe, but what is of utmost importance is that LIFE utilizes predominately the process of inward motion to evolve in a healthy manner. This is a cool process for the most part and enhances the surrounding environment with unseen life giving energies that subatomic physicists are now just beginning to believe exists.
Where do we go from here? Well to be blunt, not many are listening. Waternature are entrepreneurs with little financial support. People are in the first stage of understanding the planets problem, which is that of denial. What do people do in denial? They hide their heads in the sand. The sand of entertainment; TV, Facebook, music, Art on their prison walls, manicured lawns and faces, humour, SUV’s that need attention. They say this is all too depressing, give me some dance, sex, give me some more religion, i’ll meditate everyday, science will take care of it all and if not I’ve got a saviour who has promised he’d show up when it gets apocalyptic…… and quite honestly, most just don’t give a damn, they just want money, personal comfort, security and god.
Well, of course, all is well in moderation and some are doing more or less than others, but believe it or not, this is one those problems that is just not going to fade away. It is not like the loss of a job, another war, a few kids; this warming our ‘fire technology’ has created through the wrong energy movement is possibly at a point of no return.
So many claim that they really do love there brothers and sisters, sons and daughters. That makes me wonder, “Is love just a smile on your face”. Is it really all that hollow?
Here are a few lines to express the leak in nature, the road to dark matter, the zero point, the irrationality of THOUGHT.
“Some times I think there are no words but these to tell what’s true, but there are no truths outside the gates of eden”. Bob Dylan
“There is a crack in everything…………..that’s how the light comes in”. Leonard Cohen
Abstracts threat too noble too neglect, but I was so much older then, I’m younger then that now.” Dylan
“Let me take you down ’cause I’m going soon.
Where Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry fields forever.” John Lennon
“Ain’t it just like the night to play tricks on you when you’re trying to be so quiet.
We sit here stranded though we’re all doin’ our best to de-nigh it.” Dylan
“The only thing that never changes is that we always do”. Wey
And Jesus answered: “Seek not the law in your scriptures, for the law is life, whereas the scripture is dead. I tell you truly, Moses received not his laws from God in writing, but through the living word. The law is living word of living God to living prophets for living men. In everything that is life is the law written. You find it in the grass, in the tree, in the river, in the mountain, in the birds of heaven, in the fishes of the sea; but seek it chiefly in yourselves. For I tell you truly, all living things are nearer to God than the scripture which is without life.(The Essene Gospel – the Missing scriptures, ‘I wonder why?’)
“Truth is a Pathless Land”. J. Krishnamurti
Fake
Your fake eyes and your fake lips
your fake styles and your fake hips
your fake likes and your fake friends
your fake feelings and your fake heavens
your fake gestures and your fake lies
your fake lows and your fake highs
you’re fake through and through and through
this hollyworld is made of you
your fake radio and your fake tv
your fake hellos and your fake catastrophes
your fake muscles and your fake bones
your fake lawns and your fake homes
your fake poems and your fake songs
your fake rights and your fake wrongs
you’re fake through and through and through
this hollyworld is made of you
your fake advertisements and your fake jeans
your fake politics and your fake schemes
your fake miracles and your fake gods
your fake heroes and your fake dogs
your fake thoughts and your fake memories
your fake talk and your fake dreams
your fake future and your fake food
your fake sympathy and your fake prayers too
you’re fake through and through and through
this hollyworld is made of you
your fake institutions and corporate pride
your fake holidays messing up the skies
your fake ceremonies and your fake systems
your fake moslems and your fake christians
your fake history and your fake hopes
your fake dope and your fake indians
your fake free trade and your world banks
your fake seeds and your fake genetics
your fake money and your fake reserves
your fake prisoners and your fake heretics
you’re fake through and through and through
this hollyworld is made of you
Love Now
love is what is
what is is love
no matter what you’re thinking of
in the trees, in the bees and in the seas
beyond thought is love
that is what everything is of
it is about time
to all the friends i have forgotten about
all the moments dead and gone
the roads the paths and trails behind
to all the feelings embedded in the mind
to the multi-coloured man
lying in the silent sand
to the dreams and schemes
to the truth
that is as certain as it seems
to all life and all history
to all the gods and demons and devises
to everything that ever was or ever could be
to what is, to what isn’t
to you and me, to the one, to the many
to the lies, the ties, the cries and the alibis
to night to day
to everything that cannot say
to water and fire, earth and sky
to the moment where we lay
within this broken bay
everything has it’s say
along the way
jesus is an alibi for a mind in fear
budda won’t save you either
and mahamad is just another dream
to unite the troubled masses
there is no one going to save you but your self
there is no medicine man from any ancient tribe
that can force you to see the light
there is no path to truth
it is all up to you
there is no method, no doctrine
that is not entrapped in it’s own map
walled from the light
procedured to its doom
so what does one do
with no one left to enlighten you
no system pure enough
no scripture bright enough
no leader strong enough
where does one go for the truth
truth is in no word, no ritual, no belief
one can not find truth
truth is hidden from all seekers
beauty has no name
only the silent mind is pure
eliminate all whom attempt to own you
man, belief, the weight of the known
walk in silence open to your step
it is not of you, it is of love, of beauty, of truth
no word owns god the process the way
the absolute is beyond the mind man has created
eliminate the conditioning of the mind
this endless process of envy
break the pattern from one belief to another
there is no pure belief
walk in freedom, put thought in to its rightful place
a tool that can never be perfect, always adjusting it’s abstract form, limited
it can never know the truth
no word can set you free
the truth is absolute, beyond
it is of the silent mind
it is a constant movement of beauty, love
it is of an alert mind, attentive to all
thought may come and it may go
but it has no real control
pure attention is the beauty of god
the way, the process of our universe
start here where you are, not where you are not
what are you, what do you see
investigate your mind with clarity
see only what is and watch it in silence
free yourself from yourself
you are not what you believe
see for yourself
you are much more
no one owns you
not even yourself
break the shackles of the past
see no future
for now
It was a Gray Day

It was a gray day, there was one cloud, like an old sheet clear across the sky. The thoughts were loose and easy as i pondered along the road. I remembered what you said before you passed away. I kept that safe and secret from anyones ears. It was true that that day did come my way and i felt betrayal enter from everyone i knew. I betrayed myself, i let myself down, sure i got back up, kept walking but i never forgot you lying there on that white hospital bed with enough pain to fill a universe and for that one moment when you suddenly reached over and grabbed my arm and pulled me close to your face. Then as if you were completely relaxed you said it. I have never forgotten that and why that came to me as i wandered past this scene, i don’t know……something in the air i suppose, could have been anything, i don’t know. All i know is i remembered you, that day, that moment, just before you let go and passed away to the other side. I think i’ll call this image, ‘A Secret in a Gray Day’.
Silver Light
It was a slim day of silver light shimmering across liquid skies
I was worried about frivolous issues drowning in my eyes
birds gliding over the edge sang their glorious tunes
i carried a few broken dreams shattered from the ruins
In the early light i felt your silver message, your praise, your constant drumming. I could imagine the haze in the gaze as i flew by your perfect thoughts; a few thousand years of visions entangled within your soul. I could feel your pain hidden behind your facebook charm and your sincere quest rotting against your plastic flesh. It was all there piercing my heart with this silver light.
then the day turned round, upside down, right side up
i could see the beauty and feel the pain
of you and i and the silver sky
the false prophets scattered across this new medium
the dreams, the hopes, the stupid lies
this wonderful day of silver skies
Blessings of Hard Times
the blessing of hard times
in the exposure of the composition of friends
the insight of superficial lies under synthetic skies
the absurdities of ancient ties
the uselessness of alibis
and the rare slim glimpse of beauty
from caring eyes
it’s all in a days work
in hard times
Death Come Walkin
death come walkin
death come walkin round here
it took my love and it took my fear
death come walkin
death come walkin round here
all the moments been shared
up here in gods country
all the trips in the hills
and the dreams along the land
none of this could have happened
to these hundreds of lifes
if it hadn’t been for that sparkle in their eye
that took my big sister away north ta here
with long dreams all around
some gone up hill and some gone down
but all in all life has its say
no matter who you are, no matter what way
when death comes walkin
when death comes walkin round here
life is sad and beautiful
and it’s true that sadness keeps us sane
and that sacred beauty
keeps love all about
and whatever god is, it keeps both
life flyin in and death keeps walkin out
so death come walkin
death come walkin round here
it took my love and it took my fear
death come walkin
death come walkin round here
Concepts Fainting
Concepts Fainting
i want to tell you about this self
i want to tell you what i see
i want to tell you what i do
what i am and how you’re in me
i want to tell you about what i know
and what i can’t believe
i want to tell you about the water
and the relationship to sacred geometry
the golden mean and euclidean dream
the silence and the fire inside the machine
i want to tell you what words can’t say
about the feelings that are you and me
about how there is nothing the same
that everything is similar and different
and how that changes everything
i want to tell you how much i hate you
but how much love i carry inside of you
i want to tell you everything i can
about your dreams and my dreams
and how they will all end
i want to tell you that all belief is make belief
that the truth is beyond all comprehension
how thought can not talk in the field of silence
i want to tell you all that but i can’t
i want to show you how to be
but i can only be myself
i want you to know what i know
and how you know it too
i want so much for us to be together
but we’re not and we can’t
it’s impossible with the characters we’ve created
it is that, that keeps us apart, separate in our identities
and it is just this uniqueness that torments us deep inside
but there is no love in memory
i want to tell you that you look so fine
that i wish you were mine
but in this tenderness i have to walk behind
i want you to know that i lie
but i don’t mean to and that i try
but it’s all in vain, there is no road to truth
there is no way out of here, no plan to love
i want to tell you a secret but i can’t
i want to stop wanting
i am watching now
it is so complete
everywhere i am, i am not
it is all so beautiful, we are perfect
there are no words on this train
we talk in silence
we walk together
we are of one
this is the dream but it is no dream
it is the reality we want in vain
but no wanting can get us there
so you and i are done
we and all are one
the dream is over
and if you open up your ears you’ll hear
that ultimately, nothing really matters
everything arises and then fades away
Eternity Swimming All Around
Water Everywhere
There’s water in the air
There’s water in the creek
There’s water in your day
There’s water where you sleep
There’s water everywhere
No matter what you feel, Or if you even care
It don’t matter whether your up or down
It don’t matter whether your right or wrong
There’s water everywhere
There’s water in your eyes
There’s water in your lies
There’s water in the truth
There’s water in your alibi’s
you can believe what ever you want
hold water for ransom too
but you will die of thirst eventually
if you try to
There’s water in your brain
There’s water in your memories
There’s water in the trees
There’s water in your knees
There’s water everywhere
when water flows free, it whirls and curls around
condenses, speeds up, defies gravity
when water is confined, tortured and defined
and if you claim it’s ownership
it’ll kill you in time
no one knows what water knows
no life lives without it
no thought goes where water goes
that is all too sacred
any life issue is a water issue
water has no borders
it is all races, all spieces, all devils and gods
water knows no boundaries
water is you and water is me
we are one within water when we’re truly free
For water i am
For water i be
For water i live
For water i see
There’s water everywhere
KEEP WALKIN
KEEP WALKIN
YOU MAY BUY INTO THE STREETS
LOOSE A HEART OR TWO
AND WHEN THEY WON’T STOP TALKIN
JUST TURN THE OTHER WAY
KEEP WALKIN
YOU MAY LOOSE YOUR WAY
FIND PEOPLE DEAD IN THE PATH
FIND YOURSELF WITHOUT A HOME
TURN THE OTHER WAY
AND KEEP WALKIN
YOU MAY SEE YOURSELF IN PARADISE
THINK YOU GOT IT ALL, FOR AWHILE
LOOSE YOURSELF AND REAPPEAR
BUT JUST TURN THE OTHER WAY
AND KEEP WALKIN
YOU MAY GET CRITICIZED FOR FOLLOWING YOUR HEART
BE MISUNDERSTOOD AND DEMORALIZED
GET HIT AND STRIKE BACK
BUT JUST LOOSE YOURSELF
AND KEEP WALKIN
YOU MAY OR MAY NOT BE RIGHT
GET CAUGHT IN YOUR OWN ARROGANCE
BUT WHEN CLARITY COMES GLIDING BACK
DON’T PAY HEED TO WHOSE BEEN LEFT BEHIND
JUST KEEP WALKIN
WHEN THE BLUES SHIFT INTO THE RED
AND ALL SEEMS TO BE DISAPPEARING
AND NOTHING REALLY MATTERS ALL THAT MUCH
FIND YOURSELF AROUND THE BEND
AND KEEP WALKIN
love is that way
2010-10-28 love is that way
it is after midnight
the air is quiet
and outside the light is dark
i ponder by the road side
where our love began
and watch the gentle rain upon our hearts
the seeds erupting from the earth
i can feel the wind blow
i can see the silent truth
i can touch you there by the evening of our hands
dancing the dance of love by the magic of the moon
i can feel the empty land of civilization in the distance
the wasted life’s of millions by the road side ditch
the sadness is beneath my wounds
the torment twisted upon the shores of hope
and all faith smothered by the weight of it all
i remember the gentle emergence of our spirit
as one with the cosmos and love sprinkled
around our souls like angels in the sky
i remember your heart pressed against mine like a magnet
and nothing in our minds but this wind
the day breaks upon this night like a dream
i have no hope left, i know nothing
i am but a wave upon an eternal shore
i had rolled in tangled myself within your coast
and moved about like a purpose in your heart
and now the draw of the ocean owns us
the sea and all its mystery will take us now
we have nothing to say
love is that way
On the Banks
On the banks
Inside this stillness of a dark night
where chains of moments long ago
spread out across my dreams
with a spark of death, and
a touch of transition
circling
Through my discontent
and reckless ruins
without warning
my love
trapped in its’ possession
stranded on the corner of your eye
On the misty shores of childlike tears
sun tangled in your fallen hair windswept
across your perfect face my love bent
over your dampened limbs
like a wet cloth
In the sea a part of me
became a part of you
the moon danced thru the waves
true in its light
from a distance
you could feel the storm
in the calm of your heart
at the shore the past
calling
your window sill, your gaze
upon the garden
your answers
in a vase
quiet
by the door
From the hillside you could see the ocean
roar
the turmoil of a sailor at sea,lost
you could feel the wind blow fierce
across the horizon
to some uncertain shore
you could touch the pain
a mirror to the soul
a love left upon the waters
a dream where weeds now grow
From this ledge of faceless form
thin silver night
this torn town of cracked homes
heart beating through broken bones
wind howling across my forehead
silent dreams emerging still
the essence, the kiss
the last dance upon the coast
words dying in a dusty diary
some unknown shore
where tears to water flow.