posted on August 30, 2007 at 1:26 am

a beautiful blue
the colour of a storm cloud they say
i have but merely thought that i saw you
i have felt you somewhere inside
all along
a part and a parcel
a part apart from you
none knows why this has happened
how did i fall fall fall
am i awake or asleep
the worlds
put in motion
now like clockwork
they run on and on
they orbit fiery suns and coldstars
the seasons come and go
the nights open to reveal days
soul transmigrates from stone to wood to beast
finally human
human rock n roll over again n again
snake human
rat human
pig human
tiger human
monkey human
finally human
then after many turns
after many rock n rolls of the cosmic dice
finely attuned
you wake up one day
it is obvious
you can see the sense in it
one day
i cant make that day happen for you
although i’d like to
one day you wake up
and you cant help but noticing
the leaves
the shapes textures the fine veins of sap
the way they move around in the wind
their shadows and brighter sides fading and gleaming
moving en masse
in a carefully choreographed accidental ballet masterpiece
everyday on everytree
what to say of the flowers
i’ll say this again
each flower
drawing from the same soil
same rain
same sunlight
through invisible processes of life
colours scents shapes
vividly different
each life force brings forth her own version
there are bees who make their honey from one flower only
different bees
different flowers
different honey
the bees who are aerodynamically incapable of flight
how they hover and zoom and communicate somehow
all filled with life
but what what what is that?
what is this life?
what is this invisible silent incessant force?
what is this fragile gift?
in some cases life is indeed a sentence to hell
why why why?
why o merciful one does this have to happen?
i saw a man in a wheelchair at nielsens bay
while everyone was away swimming and playing
here he was on a hot day
parked under a tree
hes all scrunched up and squirming it looked like
no one to talk to or share his wishes and hopes
what wishes and hopes could a man like that entertain?
our simplest freedom would be his greatest luxury
i angrily turned to myself
i say
youre a fool for believing in god
what is the answer to that?
and the answer is
there are some answers i am too small to understand
there are some explanations i cannot hope to deserve
these are indeed the deep mysteries of life
another voice in my head says
that man in the wheel chair…
you have already been him
or one day you will be
there is nothing you can do about that now
maybe one day from another vantage point…..
you see i think we will play all parts
beggar and king
master and hound
husband and wife
sick and well
this knowledge should inculcate sympathy and mercy
this knowledge should bring forth humility and humanity
youre not who you think you are
youre maybe more than that
youre maybe asleep and you dont even know it
the executioner may be the victim tomorrow
the eater may be eaten
the forgiver may be the forgiven himself
love others because they may be you yourself
no one can help who they are
is that really true?
how would i know
and how would you?
whenever a man a points to the sky and says behold
the groovy fucking wondrous beauty, my baybee !
theres always some little nasty thing give you a little sting
i have found this blog to be like that
but that is this plane my friends
welcome to kaliyuga
what did you flippin’well expect
even on its maybe last legs
this is a beautiful world
every piece fitting into the puzzle so brilliantly
the more you find out
the more there is to know
each discovery points to
oh dear
each discovery is pointing us towards a metaphysical component
behind the laws and ratios and colours and mechanisms
there is an elusive hand
there is unbelievable intelligence and love
thats how i read it
but thats what i wanna read
10 000 years ago the indian sages said
all is vibration
long ago
before europe was even a rat infested medieval sewer
these cats said
if you want to dig this trip properly
there are ways of speeding up the process
ways of letting you in to the subtle place
the quiet place
where you need to turn your mind off
your quoting of facts and figures is no longer useful here
that is not what its about
the quiet place is hard to find
the empty place
and they dreamed up yoga
they intuited it
can you believe that
a way of achieving union
whatever the hell it means to you
dont tie me up in semantics
union with your beloved
what does that mean to you
think about it
before you say anything
as above so below
union return
union reunion
union reunited
union power
union knowledge
union understanding
union union
from the one comes many
back into the one they will go
union with your beloved, child
be still now
let go
let your body be heavy
and let your mind be light
you think you could speak a language without learning it 1st?
this is the greatest work
this needs time devoted
this requires your mental attendance
this requires you to sit still
concentrating on your breath
until your clamourous foolish mind shuts up
then you may begin to approach the empty place
the empty place which is full of everything you want
stop bleating
yoga demands much perseverance
when youd rather just be sitting around
and thinking up reasons why everything is ugly
in your life
then stand in the dog eagle and tree pose for a while
then the triangle
then the warrior
stand on your head and shoulders
finally the corpse
now sit cross legged
meditate on the supreme lord
who is formless indeed
however he is so kind he may come to you as
(insert favourite god here)
meditate on his power and glory and love
meditate on the nature of emptiness
meditate on nothing
meditate chanting the word om
or pronounce it aum
feel christs presence in your heart
or the peaceful extinguishment of nirvana
but do something
its so nice

61 Responses to “blue”

  1. avatar
    Ansible Jon | 30 August 2007 at 3:28 am #

    “be a gift to yourself and the universe”

    a motto i made up and wrote upon my wall that i try to live by. however, i like the detail and variation you added to that sentiment, olde beene.

  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 4:03 am #

    Oh,dear!I think I need to meditate a bit more…..”Insert favourite god here”…my initial thoughts?…”holy guacamole”..”godzilla”..???as the singer is never serenaded,the massage therapist is neverlikewise soothed..thank you SK! going to put aside some more time to breathe and are a rather special man,I must add!…love to you,by the cloudful,as always,gen xxxxx

  3. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 4:26 am #

    Yeah baby.. fuck i dropped the cone on the carpet

  4. avatar
    Chris Kan | 30 August 2007 at 4:26 am #

    lovely stuff steve.
    you must be in a good place to write as you have yesterday and today…

  5. avatar
    the dean | 30 August 2007 at 4:32 am #

    Deep Blue Day

  6. avatar
    Dick Ploog | 30 August 2007 at 4:47 am #

    A useless boy and his dream

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 5:09 am #

    Some Vienna Teng comes to mind
    “Breathe in breathe out, exhale and inhale”
    Her solumn voice in tune to her baby grand…perks my upper ear.
    We’re a lovely group of poindexters I do say. Thank you, curtsy very much.

    Do something, something special.
    Paint in living color
    accentuate yourself
    take the exact complements
    that you love so much
    just like a van goghhck
    the strongest complements you can get
    mix every color in between
    YOU make a rainbow
    check out the middle color…please
    in painting, it’s brown kind sir.
    like the average skin tone
    tint, shade

    you noticed her, you made her see again..

    Soon, I’ll try to communicate some Indian music, from the scholar.


    PS ‘White’ is my newfound masterpiece ‘a great baseline and silky smooth voice’.

  8. avatar
    one man dog | 30 August 2007 at 6:07 am #

    I can’t get to sleep
    I think about the implications
    Of diving in too deep
    And possibly the complications
    Especially at night
    I worry over situations
    I know will be alright
    Perhaps it’s just imagination

    Day after day it reappears
    Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
    Ghosts appear and fade away

    Alone between the sheets
    Only brings exasperation
    It’s time to walk the streets
    Smell the desperation

    At least there’s pretty lights
    And though there’s little variation
    It nullifies the night
    From overkill

    But day after day, it reappears
    Night after night, my heartbeat shows the fear
    Ghosts appear and fade away

    I can’t get to sleep
    I think about the implications
    Of diving in too deep
    And possibly the complications

    Especially at night
    I worry over situation
    I know will be alright
    It’s just overkill

    But day after day, it reappears
    Night after night, my heartbeat shows the fear
    Ghosts appear and fade away

    (c)Colin Hay 1982

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    mattdavison | 30 August 2007 at 6:17 am #

    Hari Om……

    Beyond the final curtain

    A brim frame,

    around the earth of forgotten fires

    an extravagant orniment

    Of our lives…

    epigeal plants rising

    partners the biological systems

    the fullness in our hearts..

    -the oceans that we left behind

    So easily we shake ourselves from our old world,

    the new world

    the brim frame

    the brim frame of our ethnology

    we all are the same

    so our hearts remain..


    I only feel like writing in prose poetry these day’s, just in-case you all think I am trying to give the Killer a run for his paypay dollars..

  10. avatar
    Faye | 30 August 2007 at 6:32 am #

    Beautiful SK! recall so vividly,everything…it’s the trademark of a fine,and truly divine,and inspired artiste..have a Super night @ earth..xo

  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 7:03 am #

    ima give it a try

    sprout fire and march with hares n toads

  12. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 7:37 am #

    I’m so glad you don’t let those negative comments crush your spirit sk, and you keep writing to us the way you have been about the beautiful planet, about the music, about the love, just about the simple things in life we take for granted sometimes. I think some of the readers here can’t handle the fact that you’re actually happy and writing lovely, positive stuff. NO!! the grumpy sk don’t live here anymore…does he???
    Anyway, I’m lovin’ it, peace and love to you o radiant one!!!!
    Til tomorrow then,
    love Amanda

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 7:39 am #

    The best thing about being of a soul is,we have the capacity to adapt,and the mind to alter,and the heart to follow.We ALWAYS have the mental,and the physical flexibility of a yoga instructor..We are the masters of our own decisions,and “The Grand Plan”,, takes care of the rest…../jb

  14. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 7:46 am #

    Hearing you so happy SK,makes me cry{tears of joy,that is}..xoxo..You are so very loved and cherished…P.S. we’d like to see your happy,handsome face soon..any chance of you getting out your camera?…/cw

  15. avatar
    fantasticandy | 30 August 2007 at 9:42 am #

    ‘you won’t get me i’m part of the union,
    you won’t get me i’m part of the union,
    ’till the day i die,
    ’till the day i die’.
    andy L.

    p.s. go for a swim in the union canal too,now that would be fun!

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 9:57 am #

    it’s so hard sometimes but shit, it’s so vital to make your peace with the world…sometimes i’m so fucking bitter, guys…help me…
    love always
    -The Hellbound Heart

  17. avatar
    woodsprite | 30 August 2007 at 10:09 am #


    That is all.

  18. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 10:23 am #

    H.Heart…A “gen-izm”for you,sweet lady!…”when you eat hot chips…wear the sauce gracefully!”…love,genx xx

  19. avatar
    verdelay | 30 August 2007 at 11:38 am #

    On my synchronicity-hip ipod today?

    Kind of Blue by Miles Davis


    Y’know…I don’t believe in all that end-times jive.

    All that Golden-Age-Has-Passed, iniquity consumes us, fadeout of the Godhead, perish for our sins in the brimstone sea malarky.

    I see it as another shade of our arrogance: that WE will bear witness to the End; that we are the culmination of history; even that WE are the minions of Shiva, the Destroyer of Eternity, the Eater of Worlds.


    The world is young and we are but prattling children, contesting for petty playground laurels.

    Once again, materialsim clouds our judgement…we must stop thinking of ourselves as Space-men.

    We are all Time beings…


  20. avatar
    Candy | 30 August 2007 at 11:44 am #

    *Listening to the go-bees*..xox

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 1:00 pm #

    i’m not gonna say anything except i’m a suck-up for sure.

  22. avatar
    isolde | 30 August 2007 at 1:02 pm #

    blue blue
    electric blue
    is the colour
    of the room
    where i will live
    blue blue

  23. avatar
    daniel12 | 30 August 2007 at 1:10 pm #


  24. avatar
    verdelay | 30 August 2007 at 1:13 pm #

    Pale blinds drawn all day
    Nothing to do
    Nothing to say
    Blue, blue

  25. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 1:15 pm #

    o radiant one, bless us, for we are your cult. Let us worship your beard and make idols of your primitivist paintings.

  26. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 1:27 pm #


  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 1:47 pm #

    Hellbound – lovin ya right back honeypie – sometimes i be bitter too – spread it on toast, serve cold;
    its just one of many dishes on the menu that we taste from.


  28. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 30 August 2007 at 1:58 pm #

    An irrefutable and inviolable blog today. It cannot be reproved. Sk answered the critics with all of his accrued spirituality and insights. What goes around will come around. The future’s uncertain and the end is always near. In the grand scheme of things we can only hope. Sk is reminiscent of Empedocles, Isaiah, Buddha, John Wesley, Gandhi, John Lennon and Jim Morrison. The late Nobel Peace Prize winner, Albert Schweitzer, had it right when he espoused an ethics of reverence for all life.

  29. avatar
    and a bucket full of starfish | 30 August 2007 at 3:04 pm #


  30. avatar
    kat | 30 August 2007 at 5:38 pm #

    thank you sk. my head hasn’t been in a good place and this blog is (more than!) relief.

  31. avatar
    Cee | 30 August 2007 at 5:39 pm #

    …the way to do is to be
    Tao Te Ching

  32. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 6:24 pm #

    this earth is surrounded by a yoke of invisible matter of which all life sprouts. unless we learn to fly beyond the sun we will be constantly reborn in the creations ebbs and flows eventually all being turned to rot as the great life cycle ends…

  33. avatar
    hellbent planetoids | 30 August 2007 at 6:26 pm #

    the ones with the answers never speak….
    or so his friend said to me…

  34. avatar
    JONNY HOLLYWOOD | 30 August 2007 at 6:29 pm #

    yeah write, you all have “one day” to save my soul…

  35. avatar
    JJ | 30 August 2007 at 6:51 pm #

    I’m fascinated by that netherworld between consciousness and the dream state…I have dreams so tangible, so real, that they seem to be genuine reality when I’m actually asleep, and when I wake – I’m stunned that it was only a world existing in my head.

    That the meditative state can result in physiological changes proves how powerful the mind is.
    Occasionally, briefly – I have moments of clarity, where everything I see – is like seeing for the first time.

  36. avatar
    davem | 30 August 2007 at 8:08 pm #

    I lack discipline but your inspiring words are encouraging enough to make me want to work at it.
    Love you more,


  37. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 8:39 pm #

    Oh Sweet Brian 11.58

    I dont like to dissalusion you but this is all make beleive.
    Just another means of maintaining a bloated ego.

    In real life he’s a rather nasty prick.
    He’d have some lispy criptic put down for you before you could string a sentence together.

  38. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 8:54 pm #

    Good Morning Mr.Steven!….hope you’re having a gorgeous day already even!…xxxxxloveenpeace to you,as always ,Gen

  39. avatar
    i see you knot | 30 August 2007 at 9:15 pm #

    jade jaded jade
    my world is green not blue
    umber sienna burnt gold
    blackened wire or terracotta red

    someone spilled paint on the floor and walked thru it
    whom shall we blame?

  40. avatar
    davem | 30 August 2007 at 9:44 pm #

    I shouldn’t rise to the bait but in real life he’s a fantastic bloke. Incredibly gifted yet a thoroughly decent human being.

  41. avatar
    steve kilbey | 30 August 2007 at 9:57 pm #

    i am what you say i am

  42. avatar
    davem | 30 August 2007 at 9:59 pm #

    Evening Killa.

  43. avatar
    fantasticandy | 30 August 2007 at 10:10 pm #

    i just posted a bloody huge epistle on here backing up davem and praising up killer….and it just fuckin’ vanished….sheesh!
    i ain’t got the stamina to do it all again.
    so goodnight.
    andy L.

  44. avatar
    davem | 30 August 2007 at 10:28 pm #

    And goodnight from him.

  45. avatar
    some lispy criptic | 30 August 2007 at 10:34 pm #

    pleathe thteeve , dont dith me

  46. avatar
    the dean | 30 August 2007 at 10:44 pm #

    In describing others we often describe ourselves.

    I say Kilbey’s a top bloke.

  47. avatar
    andmoreagain | 30 August 2007 at 11:17 pm #

    Haze hoose, I had a shitty day. Nice to read what I probably already knew, somewhere, sometime, in a different place.

  48. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 11:20 pm #

    Hi sk, I was just thinking it’s only a month until you’re here in Melby for the solo gig, will you playing some new songs from the new album? Is it almost finished and ready for release??? It’s been too long, o radiant one!
    Have a beautiful day in the real world and make believe world today.
    Love from one of your cult members, Amanda

  49. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 August 2007 at 11:47 pm #

    SK is Beautiful…full stop!…back soon in this space../bookd a …/jbm. xxx

  50. avatar
    CSTCoach | 31 August 2007 at 1:18 am #

    i really hate online sniping contests, but i have to back up my man davem.

    speaking from my limited experience, in “real life” the killa is as genuine, kind and honest as they come. he aspires to the dreams that he writes of, he’ll never talk down to ya, and he’s always been big enough to admit (to himself and even publicly) when he hasn’t measured up to the impossible standards that he sets for himself.

    Think about that before carelessly firing off thoughtless cheap shots.

  51. avatar
    daniel12 | 31 August 2007 at 2:19 am #

    I wanted to comment of this earlier but it’s not my intention to stir up your comments page.

    Is it possible that someone could enjoy your verse without buying into your beleif system.?
    Is it possible that someone might sometimes disagree with you yet not fit the usual criteria of your dismissals.?
    If so then maybe i’m that guy.
    You know I once knew this fellow ,he was a kinda arrogant muso type.
    Taking only the bit’s he liked from several religions he’d created for himself his own
    brand of spritual gumbo . He mixed this up with a pile of new age feel good stuff and thru in some alien overlords for good measure.
    It was all talor made to fit into his gay hedonist lifestyle and none of it conflicted with his drug taking or meat eating either.
    He could preach his beleifs quite eloquently but the Me Me Me i’m superior to you nature of it all repulsed me. He was still brilliant on the piano.
    Don’t get be wrong i find you much more amiable. I also see your morality as similar to my own.
    i do however see a similar nature to your beleif system and this piano playing fellow.
    You are not i and i am not you.
    You like your yoga but i like to dance. They can both be avenues to enlightenment. As can be a walk in the forest or a swim in the sea.
    Which is better is up to the individual. I’m a 64 dragon human
    and yes i can sometimes be overbearing. I doubt we would get on in real life but i do appreciate your gift with words.
    I like your painting too. Let me know the next time you have a Keith Richards for sale.

    Viva la Difference.

    I thought that was what the comment page was for.

  52. avatar
    Last Walk | 31 August 2007 at 2:54 am #

    spiritual prostitution….oooh….not my cup of tea

  53. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 August 2007 at 2:59 am #

    It’s difficult to imagine,which of the creative wildfires you expressin your beautiful ways..which one is what you would call your schtick…… the most?…great blog,as usual!…/gbx

  54. avatar
    the anger management clinic | 31 August 2007 at 3:03 am #

    Daniel…you’ve missed 12 appointments …

  55. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 August 2007 at 3:09 am #

    Before anyone else puts up some sensetive comments
    I’d like to just say…
    OK, I softened up with my kneaded eraser and blender.
    for a change, BWTB was quite an unusual stance from my band I think.
    I hear how you guys feel…through the kryptonite I suppose. It’s no bed of roses, I understand.
    I’m still fascinated by the way people feel about religion and history- I enjoy a good chat about it.
    The paint is everywhere, man.. Someone trapsed it through your place? (laughs to self)

  56. avatar
    The InvisibleWoman | 31 August 2007 at 3:26 am #

    Hee Heee! x

  57. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 August 2007 at 3:38 am #

    It is possible to get on with someone like a house on fire and not believe or emulate all they do.

    I do it all the time.

    I’m doing it right now.


  58. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 August 2007 at 3:55 am #

    B.Bon…YOU ROCK!…xx..genx

  59. avatar
    eek | 31 August 2007 at 3:57 am #

    “Is it possible that someone could enjoy your verse without buying into your beleif system.?”

    Of course one can enjoy SK’s blog entries without always agreeing with them — I do it fairly often. SK’s belief system quite apparently works for him, and it doesn’t need to work for daniel or eek or any of the rest of us. We should be quite capable of designing our own custom made system (of picking a ready made one off the rack if that’s what we want) that fits our own needs.

    But that’s not what you did Daniel. Take another look at your comments from a day or so ago and see how they just ooze arrogance and contempt — the very things you accuse SK of.

    It wasn’t your disagreement that rankled — it was your bull-in-a-china-shop approach. And your “However sometimes i find the unthinking fawning nature of commentary here quite cringeworthy” comment — talk about arrogant! You seem to assume in that statement that anyone who would agree with SK is both stupid and a sycophant. Ever think they agree with him and are excited to find someone else who thinks similarly? Or are they all stupid because they don’t think the way you do?

  60. avatar
    PAGEY | 31 August 2007 at 4:38 am #

    Yeah, I think its all about just picking the right travel agent.

  61. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 August 2007 at 1:07 pm #

    Like it or not, there are lots of sycophants here. They don’t know who they are, because they are sycophants. Some find the fawning off-putting. Doesn’t mean the blog isn’t good, though.

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