posted on March 23, 2017 at 9:15 pm
dead mans dream

dead mans dream

when i was a young man death seemed like an obscenity to me

but now i am old and growing weary it seems like a friend waiting down the end of the track

maybe holding out some sweet oblivion

a well deserved rest from all this strife and quarrel

all this desire and struggle

a chance to meet my people who gone on before

to prepare me a room in its great mansions

like an arrow i will fly into that bardo

like a bolt my shining imperishable soul will leap forth from this dreary casing

like a javelin lancing the sky i will shoot away from this plane

veil of tears wrenched away

O let there be reunion in the glow of krsnaloka

O let me go there to paradise to nirvana to heaven

body of light

hands of the stars

eyes piercing maya

perceiving for the first time how fucking magnificent it all is

as a thinking man knowing energy never disappears it only changes form

as a knowing man thinking all of us kings will return

yes i believe some jesus will be meeting me there

some incorporeal angel with soothing fingers of forgetfulness

some valkyrie lifting me out of my battle unto valhalla

some electric female spirit charging me double

yeah forefathers and dead friends

yeah weep no more O my brother why these tears..?

i am returned to you

reintegration of loveliness now i am no more

a whispering wind over the dunes and dark rippling sea

a song you half remembered from so long ago before yourself

baby light bringer

song of the morning star

the lingering fading smell of distant perfume in the soft rain

man i love you all

woman i love you all

lets all get together people in the house of the lord

we will walk through the gentle vales and marvel at the swans

the sound of the flute deep in the jungle

krsna and radha together again love

mum and dad and girls and boys and all the dogs and all the cats

what more could you ever want

after life will be more life love


this blog for AC






12 Responses to “after life”

  1. avatar
    Chris | 23 March 2017 at 10:04 pm #

    post-raphaelite bro

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    Axman | 24 March 2017 at 3:29 am #

    We do grow more familiar with that inescapable truth as we age. Yea, I’m there with you but Uncle Sam needs my taxes for another decade or 2. Can’t disappoint Sammy, y’know.

  3. avatar
    andy | 24 March 2017 at 5:08 am #

    Take me with you. We could jam some real fine stuff out…that really would be my idea of heaven. I didn’t ask for anything because you have already given so much….be well and at peace my great friend. You are still the hub of the greatest rock music THIS world has ever heard.

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    crimson | 24 March 2017 at 3:00 pm #

    We’re lucky to have you here. Yes, you will have all that and more I believe. We’ve heard the echoes of it thru your music. I’d be happy even to be a minor servant in those realms, if they let me in the door.

  5. avatar
    veleska1970 | 24 March 2017 at 9:33 pm #

    Ah, death. Life’s greatest mystery, isn’t it? We all have our own individual ideas of what happens when we cross over, but none of us really know what happens till we get there.

    My father passed away in 2002. I grieved painfully, and almost a year to the day after his death, I had a dream about him. I won’t go into the details since it was a long dream, but at some point I asked him “so dad, what’s it really like on the other side?” He told me it is more beautiful than words could ever describe. I didn’t grieve for him anymore after that, and I was at peace.

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    Cocoamo | 24 March 2017 at 11:00 pm #

    “What the caterpillar calls the end, the rest of the world calls a butterfly.”

    Lao Tzu
    quoted in

    Your Friend in Pennsylvania
    (Now in Cocoa Beach)

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    Wayno | 24 March 2017 at 11:19 pm #

    I went to a funeral this morning and it was the best service I’ve been to – a celebration of a life filled with family, art, music and a love of the natural world. A life well lived.

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