posted on November 21, 2010 at 3:06 pm

maybe fair kill

oh yes i like things too sweet way too sweet

white sugar honey

oh i like it sweet

you say you deserve it sweet

well yes i do

today i feel kinda light headed

what a dream i had last night

i was wriggling across your lush landscapes

i was a blind eel darting in the glimmering shallows

i was walking down this street i was your lover

i was meeting you somewhere and you held my hand

i was waiting for you outside a shop

and you walked out n kissed me

how can you be so many things

how you can change things in my life

how you can sink down on your bed

how you can be so  smart n so stupid

i never know who i’m talking to

dont you understand me by now

oh youre good yes youre good

you really got me now you really got me going oh

the morning arrives slowly its quiet

where am i this room in shadows

i remember your words

i remember what you said

you told me you told me good

do what you fucking will is the whole of this lawlessness

baby i followed your atmosphere to this door

you reached out n pulled me in

your eyes roll back in your head

you arrange yourself just so

i feel lonely today surrounded by these guitars

you made me feel special you made me feel spacious

you made me feel my crown open up

you made me sacrifice my bishop for your knight

you made me feel like i didnt wanna leave you


yes youre nice

the weather is nice

the world is nice

i cruise thru suburbs on my way to work

my car purrs along

it drives itself wherever i’m going

i steer from behind my haze

i think about you slinkin’ around somewhere

wonder what youre doing in this life

larger than life

oh stay now stay here in this life

look after your self now

if its not alkaline its not mine

oh so soothe yourself

you already proved your self

i drive along everysong makes me dream

left right straight ahead dead end boulevard

is there any more of that stuff

man i need an early night

my eyes are heavy leaden

pleasantly languid

just another dream

29 Responses to “unawaking dream”

  1. avatar
    Karen | 21 November 2010 at 6:05 pm #

    I was checking out farce book and thought Id pop didnt think there would be anything to read again yet..lo & be held there was
    certainly pumped my jumper to quote your good self

    ahh per chance something something to dream
    loved it

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    Helen | 21 November 2010 at 6:59 pm #

    If this is what it’s like, I would hope never to wake up from such a magical dream!

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    princey | 21 November 2010 at 7:07 pm #

    Oh you’re good, yes you’re gooooooood 🙂

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    hellbound heart | 21 November 2010 at 7:46 pm #

    oh man, be still your beating heart, peace and tranquility, gentle and serene……

    love always………

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    captain mission | 21 November 2010 at 8:25 pm #

    random thoughts –
    i think the whole of the law is, ‘imagination over will under love.’
    the key is the heart chakra, all the others can’t flow unless this one is open, but that’s quite a hard disipline to follow unless you’re feeling it, in a turned on, tuned in, dropped out kinda way. it’s the union and alignment of all energy centres, yoking in some kinda inner yoga state. and it’s fleeting like all perfection, ebbs and flows, comes and goes, particle and wave, smart and stupid. none of these values make sense outside duality. there’s a singularity around the corner with your name on it. sleep well.

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    bionicanna | 21 November 2010 at 8:32 pm #

    sometimes i see these minutes after they’re posted, but i’m just too knocked out by them to comment. you’re looking very loved in that pic, touched by the divine, and maybe some of it’s mine.

    i’ve never had much of a sweet tooth, but lately i’ve started drinking honey straight from the squeezy jar and eating more fruit, candies and sweet drinks. must be needing more sugar since cutting out starch and dairy. it’s certainly making me happier. you’ve mentioned my fave raspberries a couple of times. they say the center of the milky way tastes of them.

    “i never know who i’m talking to”
    this made me laugh. i picked up the phone at work the other day and our landlord said that he never knows if it’s me because my voice sounds different every time. although i’m often surprised when i start talking, i didn’t think anyone else noticed. i told him that it can change with my mood, and singing has made it much worse. but as weird as that sounds, i think it would be wierder to try to control it.

    anyway, i could read those lovely words over and over.

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    Lyndall | 21 November 2010 at 9:33 pm #

    Once again, a beautiful journey, exquisite words and definitely a song … of a place / space where I too have been and can relate … You take care of yourself. Love and blessings L x

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    mark | 21 November 2010 at 10:24 pm #

    your a sik cunt steve, even though you hate people that love you, i love you and there is nothing you can fukin do about it!!! your art comforts me and i’m truly grateful for what you have given to the universe.

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 22 November 2010 at 12:47 am #

    I hope and believe that NK is reading your posts. I may not personally know you or her for that sake, but love in its most natural form is forgiving, understanding and warm. Many will or would say to save “it” for the children. In many a sense they are correct. But please, save it for yourselves.

    SK is a passionate man who may, in his on admission, go off course at times. But NK, she is the beauty to behold. A true mother and wife. Now many miles distances the two. But no where or far can a marriage of compassion and love be kept. Simple words and gestures are all that it takes sometimes to unite, re-unite. Even if SK never painted another picture, sang another song, NK is his life, his muse. I wish both of you all the best. There are people in this world that love you both dearly, I hope there is time left for you to love each other.

    Darrin K.

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    veleska1970 | 22 November 2010 at 1:38 am #

    excellent. i love dreaming. it’s one of my favourite things to do…

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    plumlady | 22 November 2010 at 1:48 am #

    This doesn’t like a read about your wife; more like to a new found love or perhaps the siren…..sounds like you had fun either way.

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    Freddie | 22 November 2010 at 3:14 am #


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    king of gotland | 22 November 2010 at 4:35 am #

    I’m diggin the reeds round your tigerheaded women

  14. avatar
    timetraveller | 22 November 2010 at 8:14 am #

    Ok space cadets! Hawkwind will play in Melbourne and Sydney in March 2011. Ready for take off?

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    Cocoamo | 22 November 2010 at 11:14 am #

    No,YOU’RE nice.

    Your friend in Pennsylvania
    (Now in Cocoa Beach)

  16. avatar
    . | 22 November 2010 at 11:14 am #

    i hope i die tonight, take my breath away, these days are long, so long i must say, whenever you’re dreaming it all just goes away, leave me on the astral plane, staring into the clouds, cosmic rays, brilliantly colored, oh how they portray the “what ifs” of that life as it goes astray, people can’t agree, sadness bleeds, siblings who once loved no longer laugh and play, it’s a battle of pride with no winner, only dismay, familiar songs in my ears, night flower, operetta, my soul doth elevate, the next one, a round trip ticket to another existence, i can’t wait…

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    Lara | 22 November 2010 at 11:59 am #

    One sweet and sexy poem, Mr. K.

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    Donna | 22 November 2010 at 1:29 pm #

    Wow…some sexy stuff here, Steve! Sounds like infatuation and/or trying not to lose someone who is slipping away from you. Today’s blog really moved me, esp. the part “i think about you slinkin’ around somewhere wonder what youre doing in this life”. Yea, I know what that’s like…and the dreams, too.

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    DavidP | 22 November 2010 at 2:16 pm #

    personally I wouldn’t follow anything that Crowley had to say
    I think Divine will over personal will is the way
    interestingly, sk has equated people doing what they want with lawlessness
    I use certain mantras to help develop the chakras & helps lift the psyche
    dream life certainly is interesting, especially when you are awake in them
    anyone here ever had a lucid dream or astral travel/obe?
    on the sugar side of things, I’m pretty well a sugar addict
    however I just saw a doco last night on how some sugars are effectively a poison, especially fructose and high fructose corn syrup and sucrose
    glucose was ok though, the body can handle that
    but it does not handle the others so well and it is suggested is the cause of many modern day ailments such as obesity and diabetes
    we eat far more sugar these days than we did 100 years ago
    as fat got reduced in foods the sugar went up to make them taste good
    short version (11 minutes):
    long version (90 minutes):

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      Kristine | 22 November 2010 at 3:36 pm #

      Following anybody is never a good idea, tis true, but Crowley said a lot of great things and would’ve been fine if he’d just followed his own advice. “Invoke me under my stars! Love is the law, love under will.”

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        DavidP | 23 November 2010 at 1:39 pm #

        hi Kristine,
        he was certainly a character wasn’t he. I don’t think he meant that quote the way it might sound.
        I suppose all anyone does is follow their own judgement and sometimes I think that means deciding to take on board another persons advice when you feel you can trust the source of that advice.

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    DavidP | 22 November 2010 at 2:31 pm #

    I think Divine will over personal will is the way
    interestingly, sk has equated people doing what they want with lawlessness
    I use mantras to develop the chakras and they lift the psyche too
    dreams are very interesting phenomena, especially lucid dreams
    anyone here ever had a lucid dream or astral travel/obe?
    I’ve had a number of those
    I’m a sugar addict of sorts I suppose
    saw some videos last night about the bad effects of certain sugars, how the body does nit process them well and leads to obesity and diabetes etc
    Fructose and high fructose corn syrup and sucrose were described as poisons
    short video (11 minutes)
    long video (90 minutes)

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      DavidP | 22 November 2010 at 2:38 pm #

      oopps, sorry about the double up, I clicked submit on the first one and it disappeared, making me think it had been lost so I reposted again.

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    Karen | 22 November 2010 at 3:40 pm #

    bugger no more sugar poems..

    while Im here Ive gota confession to make to all you church sk fans ..hes coming to my city ( the city he grew up in) in under 2 weeks and guess whos not going :O !

    what sort of half arsed wishy washy fan am I? well I have a previous engagment on that date and cannot go:( well it is dec 4th and its a shit time of year to get out of the “thing” I have to go to ..Ill try and have a good time but Ill be shitty Im not at the gig… ahh well sydneys only up the road.. and melb only a quick journey on one of those flying machines

    to tell the truth Ive only seen the church in concert once when I was 19 in 1983..and I stumbled apon this site off a face book site and was blown away by the poems that and when I checked out the art I LOVED IT addicted since……..hope Im still counted as a fan…

    ill check out mr sk & co one day just not at tilleys (sob)

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    Karen | 22 November 2010 at 5:28 pm #

    mine diappeared twice

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    eekie | 22 November 2010 at 10:05 pm #

    This is an odd one to me. I get no feeling of love, joy or contentment while reading it. Instead I sense only contempt and bitterness, as if you feel manipulated and used. It doesn’t even come across as truly erotic — “you arrange yourself just so” — everything looks perfect, but the actions seem devoid of feeling, except when remembering, and of course those memories aren’t good. Seems more nightmare than dream.

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