Traveler.

There there. The soul purpose of the Shepard is to travel. It doesn't matter what strings the watcher might pull, and it doesn't matter how it's all going to spin. Why?

One word. ' Maktub'.
It is all written.
The hand which wrote, is talking to us.
But in this free will universe, it is up to us to respond to it.
People talk about recognizing omens and moments falling across your path,
and it may seem like another occurrence from the band of illusions.


But really, think about it? Is it?
Is it just another coincidence. Yet, another coincidence?
Of course, smile. You know what i'm talking about.
How could you relate to the coincidences otherwise?
Surely, there must be something between you and me that is saying something more.
It's just a shadow that you're seeing, that he's chasing.
Ah, you get it now.
Talent.

That was Bob Dylan in the 60s, where it all began.
Where the birth of interpretation took place.
It's just a simple time, don't you see.
Where everything is in the form of clarity.
But the condition is only one.
Would you accept that clarity?
Would you smile about it along your day, or think about what comes, it may?
Will it find you or would you find it, in the end it's just waiting for you.
Don't you wait for it to find you, because if you can't find it, it will blind you.
Of course, only when it comes.

@Hysteria, Bangalore, India

Time.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me.
I'm not sleepy, and there ain't no place i'm going to.
The Beatles, were very right. Weren't they.
Without going out of my door, you can know all things around you.
Turn off your mind, relax and float downstream.
This is not dying. This not fading.
Lay down all thoughts, surrender to the void.
It is shining, It is SHINING.

So have you? Did you turn it off?
Or did it just come along with you, tell your heart i told you so?
Well if it's the latter, i'll tell you a thing or two.
And then maybe you can ponder upon it.

Remember Jim?
You cannot petition the lord with prayer.
Can he give you sanctuary, you want a place to hide?
Is there a moon in your window, is madness laughing?
Winter is coming, and along with it all the magic in the world.
Innocence and power, wasn't it just all about that.
Power, embraced.
But innocence, where did that go?
After all, we're children inside.
The children of god.
Surely, there must be some power in the infinite, don't you think?
They sang those songs, then.
We live those songs, now.
So how is it still so unclear, as to why you have expectations.
Don't have any. You'll be surprised how things reach you.

Successful hills are here to stay. Everything must be this way.
All that you touch, all that you see. Everything under the sun is in tune.
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon.
An echo of a distant time, comes willowing across the sand.
Everything is green and submarine.

Dreams, they do teach you don't they?
It's never just a dream, its a voice inside your head telling you its you.
Everything, is within, there is nothing without.
Whatever you seek is right here, don't shut your eyes.
Talk to me, and we will ride majestically through the universe.
There is no alternate universe.
This is the universe of universes.
Time and space.
Energy.
Manifestation.
It's all here.
Shiny eyes, aren't they.
They glimpse and show me minute seconds of what you want.
How you want.
And where you want it.  Clairvoyance.
I believe the only truth, the heart, what resonates. What is right.
And will always be.
Don't judge me, i was born like that.
It's silence, that tells me, more than anything.
I feel good, i do. It's because nothing will ever be the same.
And it's how this world is.
We evolve towards history.
Don't you see.
What once was, will again be.
Only differently.
In the now.

The evolution of mankind is built upon discovering your roots,
and then seeing how far down they go. Which will show how high up will you rise.
And born for excellence, aren't you excited to go where your heart shows?
IT is never wrong, for any. Whatever feeling you feel, don't fight it no?
Just go with it, and feel it to your core. Let it lift you up, shake you inside.
And then, you can ride, the tide.
Confide.
Doesn't it feel good? Of course, it will.
Once you clear the bill?
Once you climb the hill?
Once you touch the throne.
She's moonlight.
He's the morning sun.
Shanti, under the sun, Shakti under the moon.
Music, power, love.

Jimmy, had us all know beforehand.
When the power of love overcomes, the love of power.
The world will know peace.
Don't you want to know what real peace feels like?
No one said it's not going to be a rough road.
But, it depends, you see.
How good are your tires?
How well do you drive?
People in those days had to walk to where they were going, in order to be there.
We are driving, that's the force our generation has been provided with.
It's faster, and also gives you less reaction time, less experience than what walking the road
would give you.

So what comes may, accept how it is, and how it unfolds, because you never know,
how deep the rabbit hole goes.
But once you're in it, dance. And take the chance.
You might find tears of joy.

Dance, is a form of expression.
Like you become the song, you become the dance.
You're not the dancer.
You're the dance.
The dancer is the one who is playing the music.
You're telling yourself, your world what the dancer has provided.
Your emotions are true, because somehow you relate to the dancer.
You feel what he/she has felt. You live it.
You express it.
Don't hold back, charge your feet, and the universe will greet.
Atmospheric presence, it may surprise you.
How many times, it may try you.
But if you're you, then don't be blue.
It's not about you.
It's what it's all about.
Go ahead, shout.
Stomp. Dance. Celebrate. Create.

A start to a new day brings about a new hay for the horses have been chewing the same old gaze.
What do we find in the purple haze?
Stories of your past, well memory has them last.
You can choose them to haunt your or you can begin a fresh start.

It has to come from the very heart.

Of course, it's your own soul you have got to be smart.
Or you just might take the dart.
But take the fall with every call or destiny you will have to call.
It won't find you if you mean to blind you.
You have to be aware. Not beware.
Sit there and stare, smile and not glare.

Don't let the sorrows of yesterday burn the joys of today and you will free fall.

I think you'll feel what you call relief. That whatever is happening, wasn't it going to happen anyway?
What can you do? It's the way we're made.
That's why they say, i'm only human.
We cane perceive whats to come.
So we chose to be achievers.
We are the dreamers.

With nothing more left to hide. The best we can do is confide.
And bring in the new tide.
The ways of joy.
Yeah they go tingling up your neck don't they.

The deeper connection, after all its there for a reason.
Because together see what a force we may become, when there is no web to be spun!
Shadows of your one soul. It's the only goal.
We do not disregard what's been told.
Again, we have to be bold.
We stand tall.
We never take the fall.
That is the only call.

That is the one true cause, which is why in the end, the crowd will applaud.
Stories have been told, memories never become old.
And our heart.
It's never sold.
And that is how, the alchemist turned lead into gold.

The bond of friendship can never be lost, all the seas together we cross,
and if one of our sailors fall a bit short,
With compassion we try to sort.
But don't let the image of yourself distort, because then you'll forget your own spark.
You're a child of nature, you're a sacred creature. Stand up to your own self, and bow to your glory.
Take the sword, take the shield, and strive forward.

The sorrow and the joy, will never break the boy.
That never from this day, his will they'll take away.

Detachment.
Have you ever wondered about the thought?
We're looking for something that's already found us.
People want to know the truth, people ask what the truth is.
They already know the truth. The truth is everywhere.
Anybody with ears open, and minds only as a token, not a  master can listen.

They feel the truth, they know its there around somewhere.
They just want to be told over and over again,
what they already know so they can actually begin to know.
We begin to understand that there is this feeling inside us that's telling us it's right.
We have to know it with all our might.
They wait for an insight and sometimes fight, sometimes hide.

So did i.

But i'm starting to know' see' feel and be.
What it's like to be free.
The ego can tell its tales to which we may sometimes hail.
But why be frail?
Is it just a game. And when it ends will you disregard your trends.
The path you have to bend?
But what the bending may cost you, you may know. Sometimes it may snow.
It's cold out there.
The sun has a glare.
Where can you hide if the truth you're trying to fight.
Again, insight.

Choose not to be blind. Destiny you will find. Your destiny.
Calling you to walk, not over it, but with it.
Closer to the hearts.
Closer to your own hearts.
Choose to top your own chart.
Make a new start.
Happy Birthday.

Soul.
A meter reading of the purest vibration, it requires only a bit of your concentration.
You give back just a humble vibration and be open to all.
Acceptance should never fall.
You give only a smile, and assurance from the purest nile,
It's not about a thousand miles.
It's about error and trial.
Be good at what you do, what you know how to.
Be blue, but let your music take you through.
You just dance, like you always have.
It's golden, and bright.
Express with all your might.

So now you feel fine, your answers have shined.
Truth always prevails, the universal religion has left you trails.
Your soul you must follow, and accomplish this only task.
This coming straight from freedom blast, The Goan sound.
It astounds, doesn't it?
Nothing shall hide from your sight.
As long as intuition is your guide, you have the power to glide.
But remember, intuition comes from the heart, not the mind.
Never be unkind. After all, we're all mankind.
Mistakes are a part, stupidity is not.
Seeing the truth, and knowing the truth and still not comprehending the truth.
Is not a part. Just another dart.

Do not disregard yourself, do not count the trophies on your shelves.
Slay the egoic voice, that comes from doors far away.
They creak and shall go on creaking, but feel your beat, and stomp away.
The strings they try to fray.
If it is fury you want to show, give it your beastly, masterful throw.
Just Be the bow.
The arrow will reach where it has to.

And you will feel the power of purity in your veins.
Purity is you, so you will see what you are.
So rejoice, and smile, and walk those miles.
Your calm breath shall not stain.
You will only gain, from the artist you've named.
Wisdom, Balance, Kindness, Fury, Wrath, Shamanism, Goodness, Celebration.
SMILE.

Soul Psykik, MacroCosm ( 04.08.2013 )

Music, you see.

The state of mind you produce it in, will mark whats inside the song.
The message the feeling will dissolve into the tune and you shall feel free.
Truly, the freedom from all states of mind and sharing what you feel with the world.
What more flavor of productive could you ask for?
You are the one soul and your sound is what your soul says to you.
Your heart, it sounds like this. Experience your own bliss.
It gets better. With every turn you make you evolve, you solve.
The call, the ecstasy, the joy. The pain, the loss, the slippery moss.
Confusions, conclusions, this is evolution.
The story.
It's yours and you're the one who interprets it.
You give the sound a definition of how you have felt it coming out of you.
If you can make someone feel something with the sound, it's because that someone can,
in some way relate and perceive your story as his/her story and together when stories are mixed,
they only give birth to new stories. Stories to be experienced.
History is told to create more history, and the present becomes the future, which is creating the history to occur as the future. Till the new day might take over and bring back the past, which we were in when we began to create history.
I don't know if you understand, but if you do. You're right.
The past, the present, the future. Are all here.
In one single bundle.
The moment. There is only the moment.
In the now.

And we laugh!
We're not the ones to ask how.
We smile easy, our eyes aren't greasy.
We know. This is the grand show.
The one true stage. The cosmos.

Fireworks. Electricity. Blue waves. Red Haze. Tingling. Floating. Quoting.
Rejoicing. Exclaiming. Percussion. Playing. Laughing. Experimenting. Kibbitz. Jamming.
Smooth. Blues. Jazz.Master. Spanish. Macro. Mixolydian. Country. Romance. God.
Loss. Gain. Pain. Want. Need. Love. Emotion. Silence. Stillness. Regard.
Memory. Life. Moments. Soul. Wild. Safe. Protected. Heart. Miss. Wish.
Togetherness. Gratitude. Sharing. Care. Affection. Innocence.
Stupidity. Sing. Think. Smile. Shine. Fearless. Fire. Desire. Achievement.
Goals. Dreams. Power. Drive. Master.Mind. Detachment. Attachment. Utility.
Speed. Accuracy. Vision. Clairvoyance. Crystal. Saline. Smell.
Aura. Cosmos. Energy. Ironic. Spell. Light. White. Bright. Insight.
Fight. Strength. Tough. Maturity. Security. Decision Making.
Management. Conversational. Focused. Headstrong. Dance. Sun.
Empathy. Magic. Sorcery. Healing. Feeling. Talking. Expressing.
Harmony. Balance. Rhythm. Closure. Composure. Enclosure.
Rigidity. Sailor. Sea. Forest. Traveler. Heart. Bond. LIMITLESS.

Namaste :)
United Expansion of Mind ( UEM )

Here's a short story coming up.
Winter is coming.
Composition, Soul Psykik.
Re-mastered.

https://soundcloud.com/soul-psykik/winter-is-coming

Take off. Crash. Take off again.

This world needs a hero.

There is a time upon us now, the time where we see the light fade.

Of new days to come, of new moments being made, we've lost our shelter, we've fought, we've entered.

Entered into the darkest corners alone, here there is no throne, here there are no rules.

We've shed the tears, we've lost our dears, we cannot differentiate between the slaughter or the cheer.

We've dreamt up holes, we've lost our souls, there is no place in the heart to hold.

We've learnt our time, has been high and dry, felt no pleasure, we seek no treasure.

The coast is clear, but the cost is sheer, the drop has been too high, the butterfly has ceased to fly.

I cannot make right, i cannot share my plight, neither can i take a stand, it's no more unmanned.

The perfect bond, the everlasting bond, the unshaken fear, whether the end is near.

Look upon the sky, so bright, so light. Fly by my side, these instances need a guide.

Open up your wings, in the sun they will glisten.

To make someone listen, you have to sing.

There shall be no darkness, there shall be no sin, while the waiting flag has burnt, the ash of peace has turned.

The wind has taken its toll against me, there was once a fire, which now cannot be seen.

There is no heat, hence the cold feet. The time is now, where you cry out loud.

To save the world, to let story unfold.

To let the light come in, open your eyes. To let the light come in, face up and smile.

A push away, a footstep back, a gentle whisper is all you lack.

All was never lost, all is right here, the shell remains, rest is all tears.

The path is long, there are thorns and needles, there are demons in people, there are feelings to fear.

There is a loss in hope, there is loss in prayer. There is sorrow and death, there is trance, and there is regret.

Here is a portal so near, this is the paper you have to tear.

I live in the subconsciousness, i have no remorse, i like to stay here, in here there's taste.

In here there is trust. In here there's satisfaction and no person here to point out my infractions.

A mind of a poet, a mind with a muse, a mind wandering above the normal, approaching reality with the informal.

I donot seek a smile, against a dying promise. I donot fear aversion, I wish only for conversion.

I only seek a guidance, i only seek a path, where there is little conversation, mind overpowers my generation.

To understand the phenomenon, of wishful thinking, you have to give up the habit of blinking.

You have to see through the commons and the necessary, you have to believe in tooth fairies.

Of all the angels, and good in the world, my mind knew a decision, i didn't have to be told.

To have a possession and earn one is not the same, to have it taken and to have been blamed,

To lose the power of keeping happy, to face the guilty, to hang those who should be.

Now only losing faith is all that could trap me, but where really is faith? Where could that thought be?

There was once a bird, with mighty spread wings.

It flew high and above, beyond the sky.

It soared past trenches, it glided through the rain.

No cloud could stop it, no person could mock it.

Everyone was to know of the majestic creature.

The bird flew, for months and years, until the bird could go no further.

Why could the bird not gain any height, why did it stop is royal flight?

When asked upon, the bird looked down.

The people would pray, their hopes led astray.

Everyone wondered why it ceased it's journey, none got an answer.

The bird had yet it's story to unfold.

With deep concern, a miracle turned the world.

What happened next, happens around everywhere.

What happened to the world happens to people everyday.

The world realized, why the bird refused to go on flight.

They only had to know, why did the bird first take this endless patient flight?
How did it really get it's fuel, it's might.

The answer was clear, the end was near.
The bird had to fly with pride.

Without the happiness, the bird has spread, how else would the world have survived?

The bird flies again, till the world is sure of it's reason.
The bird will fly, the bird will rise high.

Faith.

When i look up into the sky, i look through the clouds, over to those shiny stars.
I see those faces i have in my head, i see them in every star that twinkles.
Glimpses of moments, caught up in my mind, overpowered by emotion and temptation.
I lead myself into the dream of  my reality.
Those memories seem to be cutting deeply, the mourning never seems far away.
I look up to you, to see what's inside of me.
I never realized what i am , or what i was, i only thought of what i will be.


In the process, i forgot my present, time never stops for anyone.
I gave in to desire, i gave in to impulsion, i gave in to my heart.
But what i shouldn't have given up, was the power of my mind.
You should never doubt what your mind tells you to do, heart comes secondary.
You are what you are, and what you do is what you become.


I can never forget the satisfaction it gave me.
The contentment, the happiness.
A feeling of warmth, a feeling of hope.
It was beautiful, i hate to admit.
If you're wondering what it is, you just have to wonder about words.


Words can get you a long way across, but when you come to feeling those words,
they will haunt you for a lifetime.
The pain, isn't the problem, it's really not.
Pain is something i have learnt to deal with, along with every step i take,
every move i make, i feel pain.
Its the thought of losing control, it's the thought of not letting go, it's the thought of
loneliness, it's the thought of hostility, it's the thought of hurting, it's the thought of not having.


I feel you, in everything.
And when i feel you, it's worse.
Abandoning a sinking ship is easy, but it's the captains responsibility,
to go down with his ship.
Into the cold water, into the lonely ocean and away, deep down under,
away from reality, away from the world.


You can escape the dream, but you will never escape the reality.
Look back and wonder much?
Look in front.
Can you even perceive where the road will hit a bump, or just end?


I can't promise what comes next, but i can promise to be there when it comes.
To be there with who?
To be there with you.
In your head, in your soul.
Because when there's an end, there's always a story untold.


If you can dare to make a story unfold,
have the courage, continue to be bold.
If you stumble, if you fall,
it will hold you, just listen to my call.
.....................................................................................................................................


What i feel, is what is said by this song.
The vibrations, are tremendous.



" Do you really want to know,
tell me, tell me.
can you feel me letting go, slowly?
i'm scared to, fall into you.


But i want to,
feel you, touch you, know you.
And i want to,
so i let you set me free,
into sweet misery, sweet misery.


There's a hunger, do you know
feed me, feed me.
It's getting harder not to show,
free me.
i'm scared to, fall into you.


Why you always try to see, through me? "

- Tiesto - Sweet Misery.

Coldest Winter

I will never alter your frame of mind, you're too sad in your ways.

To believe human beings have their own way in their heads that they think,

is right and nothing can tell them that what you're doing is a path towards self-destruction and pretty soon, 

when they do realize that it's going to fuck up, they don't have anywhere to run to.

The feeling of losing someone dear to an unsettled storm.
Something that stirs a violent emotion in you.
You've seen it happening, it's all around you.
You've been through it, you've seen the shadows, the dark gloomy side.
From the outside, it's a bright wild feeling, the sun is warm and the breeze is cold.

It's getting colder everyday, i can feel the chill last longer.

You know, its not about what we're doing, its about how we've been doing it.
You can't question a practice even if its wrong because it has always been around our lives.
Choice has a lot of value, i'd say.
For a human being, the beginning of the world or the end of it as we know it, will always be stuck around in the normal realm we all pursue, the happiness from thought, the loneliness without.

All this talk is getting old, all these words are rusting, they won't make a difference till you let them.
Don't blame me if i don't stay, don't hurt if i didn't say goodbye, i'm watching you with my bleeding eyes, i can see the storm brewing.
It's just human tendency, it's just the pain that you've learnt to bear.
When you see beyond the realm of pain, that's where you might skip a heartbeat.
Found that world a long while ago, and beyond the world of pain, there is no pleasure whatsoever.

It really is getting colder, the chill has stuck to the spine.
Somethings just never change, but sometimes, change isn't what we need.
What we lack is hope, if there isn't a feeling in you, that you'll manage it, maybe you'll never manage it, and if you do, maybe you will never have deserved to.

The surreal territory, is only a state of your imagination, but keep up with this, and you will just have fenced all around it, and once your farm of imagination is limited, you have nothing to lose, but you'll never have anything you can gain again.
Its you who started this cycle, it's only your will that can end it.
You've made the same mistakes, but i took the fall for you.


Cheers my people, you owe it to yourselves, if you could smile today, knowing it's going to be dim, knowing you've committed the sin.
How would you live, As a fugitive?
Because tomorrow isn't sure if it wants to come at all, and today is disappointed to see our turnout fall.

Good luck to ye all,  It's going to be the coldest winter, yet.

In her boots

Sitting with one of those who know me more than i know myself, hearing about her life, alone in another place.
This angel. helpful and innocent. A face that would bring a smile to any sorry ass, around. Away from her loved ones, surviving on her own , creamy or not , it's a different world whatsoever outside of your safe place right?


Lived all her childhood here, now so far away, observing , learning , feeling , sharing.
It's glam , of course. But, when you need someone, you do need someone right?
There is no person there to listen , when that inner  child comes out, wants to play, wants to run in those fields again, the feeling that there is this watchful eye over me.
You can't replace that.


However old you may be, you'll never be able to dance alone.
You do have your wings, you have spread them , you flew.
But what does one do, when those wings don't get you the feeling of home when you need to.


It's not an opinion from me, i just think shes feeling this way.
So strong on the outside, yet there is this little spark of vulnerability.


My opinions don't change, even if i can feel what she's feeling.
Spread those wings, test them. See how far you can fly. Once you've started, there's no point going back right.
That's a stupid decision if you decide to turn. Even if you don't , your minds still stuck on that thought, half the while. What are you worth then? you're weak, you'll never make it.


Look at that eagle.
The great magnificent eagle, gliding so high above.
It can see everything, it knows what's going down.
Its the best at what it does. Kill, eat, survive.
No one should underestimate it, it's leap of faith can leave your eyes wide open.
The fear of the swiftly moving bird, soaring right at you, screeching with its yellow eyes about to pop.
Might scare a few i'd say.


I'm no one to decide, but don't fucking give up.
we all have a shell to get out of only to find out that we have to shape the next one.
And as usual, you'll have to wait it out. Everyday life, still goes on.


Until next time 
:)