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originally posted by: ancientthunder
I am that philospher and poet my dear Relda and who are you?
a reply to: reldra
originally posted by: ancientthunder
Thanks my dear Reldra,( sorry for the missing r, its important) you are very intuitive and insightful! In truth most of what I write are songs to me, yes also it would be good to be able to stand up and say it. El Ibero Celta means the Celtic Iberian and that is a grand part of the bodies ancestry. My interest is the metaphysics of the mind and the phylosphy of the heart and that is why I lay my eggs in this nest.a reply to: reldra
a reply to: twitchy
BEFORE THE MONKEYS CAME We’ll go out into the noon to find what love there is to find an angel on the bedpost or a demon in the mind. And we’ll be happy as we were Before The Monkeys Came and put the flowers into pots and gave love sinful name. When apple trees were apple trees and not the curse of man and all the mountains piled high were only heaps of sand. There were no yellow roses then the roses all were red and lover’s slept on grassy banks and never, never knew a bed. We’ll go out into the noon and try to be the same the way we were a while ago Before The Monkeys Came. When every street was Eden Street and man our only name that was oh so long ago Before The Monkeys Came. We’ll go out into the noon to find what love there is to find an angel on the bedpost or a demon in the mind. And we’ll be happy as we were Before The Monkeys Came and put the flowers in the pots and gave love sinful name. That was oh so long ago Before The Monkeys Came. © Copyright 1958 by Rod McKuen & The Stanyan Music Group. Copyright Renewed.
the cuttlefish is about to walk out of the water and they put it inn a maze. I don't think they'll catch up to that evolutionary visionary. I love the poem especially the missing r. If you need r's let me know I've got two extra.
originally posted by: reldra
a reply to: ancientthunder
You are tired of monkeys learning to use tools? Are you afraid they are going to catch up?
Or are have you received some ancestral memories and have had enough?
I love it. And you know I love it I must be a masochist I've got a friends coming as well.
originally posted by: ancientthunder
I am the code breaker
inside you
waiting to crack open
All those wounds you were given.
Those ones you know are there
but know not there origin.
Those codes you carry
you adopted at birth
or the ones
you ancestors past on.
Or like the dust,
that clings to you
from walking the path.
Welcome to earth.
The good, the bad and the ugly.
Just call me
I am the nut cracker
inside you.
I’m ready to smash it all up.
all that clutter.
I will eat it up.
No ifs or buts.
My pleasure is your free space.
I am the ace in your sleeve,
I can burn all those letters
in the alphabet of deceit.
No blame needed,
just call me up
my job is to burn it up.
All that is needed,
is for you to say
"Of this I have had enough"
That my number.
Call me and I gladly
Snap it up.
Eliberocelta Antequera Janus 2016