Dr.MagikWizard's Blog

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 Chapter IV....

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Softness in your hands

Passionate eyes

Young expression of time

That has passed

By the sweetness of your lips

Oh those red lips

Where will drown these bloody tears

Into tears of past painful sorrow

Of mistreated landscapes

Still dear to you and me

Reminding us living

Our thoughts deep and true

We’ll keep them

In the depth of our mind

And we often talk about

Freeing them from our memory

That we share with loved ones

In our ..midnight.. chats

Yes in trust times

Here I’m thinking

Who they have been

Waiting for

Who this mystery belongs to

Person of grief of happiness

In pain of the past

Words spoken in between

Drops down the face

Throne of reasons

I do think

What is possible?

I can say nothing at all

I can be numb

I can find the answer

I can make the question

Does she love me?

Do I love her?

Is she the true love, my soul mate?

Am I the one to her?

We think

Wisdom comes

Error directs

Think wise

Comes love

From love I am true with me

With my self I am happy

Denying my self

I stand alone and miserable

A strange thought comes to mind and ends with the world! Why?

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We are so right, we are and we will be good like in today as in tomorrow. This feeling I have in me, of you since you came into my life, everything seems to be an illusion like two swans in the pawn making the heart of our lives, I cannot deny, everybody tells me so.

But time heals the wounds but I miss her so that it makes me sick, this negative energy around me, it destroys all that I have build… does not decay, it may not be the fall, I chose this way, I didn’t want to change but now it is to late. I have changed.

True life begins when we learn… learn who are you and me, us! What is this and that, everything! What is love?

What is my need that you fulfil?

Why do you treat me this way just to be what you want to be and decay the good vibe to fade away?

That falling star, up in the sky and the greatness of this horizon it isn’t my life materializing, it is the creation of the final master peace like love lies in lovers we exist because we live, this is this and that is that! It happens always the same until someone changes within.

Momentarily I stop, wondering if you are here too, if you share or if you are just taking from me, if you are with somebody else… I know I’m not alone… well, sometimes but it soon fades away because it is a feeling really strong, this one of being left alone, some times we like it sometimes we do not, we live for that, to socialise. We live, we care….

I still remember our Angels and the show of leaps they prepared for us, like it was today! You’re just a sweet kiss I hang in my chest near my heart! In my memory and I open only when I am with you, my little… I write these words in the middle of this tune that I must treasure in my grieving memory of the past, but it makes me feel alive and shiver with passion.

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Passion                                                     

Emperor of scents                                    

Lover of lovers                                           

Merciful for sinners                                   

Lust of creators                                          

There is hope with hope                             

Burner of bodies                                          

Purifier of souls                                          

Devils subversive                                      

When nothing is left but passion                

Passion

Madness, an endless story

Desire the bonding in fury

A flower we know

We are never through

An ancient feeling

Comes to our days

When looking deep in the eyes  

Of thee

Majestic you in the hour

Of our passion

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                                            Living the pit of hell

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As they run, they are vampires while they hunt for blood, they are wishing torture to them selves and enslave to think in advance while digging your own grave if you are just. And you want you more! If you are assassins you work for them in the pit of hell

As Dante made his scene I made mine.

We must awake.

We are in hell with a smile and if you are walking in the shadows…

You must be strong.

A king with no castle is nothing at all, just a beggar with no roof upon his head

I see the world, what it is coming to…

We are all living in hell with a smile.

Merciful words burn us down into the insignificant name of death as we are guilty but with no exception but so do not lie if we are true to our beliefs.

Why don’t achieve deliverance if we do know.

Deliver us from this hell with a smile!

We work for them in this pit of hell

As Dante made his scene I made mine

Let us awaken from this hell with a smile!

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I don’t feel writing but I need to let it all out and I am not sure it is right, burning my own words loosing it for you not to fade away when it comes to time.

I do not talk in vain. Is it possible?

Talking and acting…

I can’t do anything to change the kinetic but I can change my self, perhaps it is a good cause… maybe not, maybe just disturb.

For so many times I have reason trying to be someone questioning who I was and if that people would like me to be but so late that I started to please, sure it is never late, better late than never!

I like the thought of touching your skin when I am reminding my self a crystal transparent and clear as water statue of you as we are all statues in the frost of thoughts, we never leave the same inside , we carve it though and polish our selves to be beautiful and with glowing intensity like a monument.

I never glow except when I exit the pit of hell with a smile!

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I wish I could be a little bit of you… I am not a rotten tree in a burned field.

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I wish I could be the best of the Universe…Leaving out to heaven with a smile!

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This bohemian smell and the strange taste of drinking and its pleasure, over doing it and getting sick, eventually they throw up! But the energy I absolve from its inspirational philosophic ideals and from these places that can incite me to have more to apply creatively, unthaws me out to wonder of every ones dreams and aspirations of conquests of the future to be and their past overcome. All they do is work and after words they dine, then, relax. Then drink and talk, then drink and talk some more. This can be found everywhere in the world. 

And her I am in ....London...., writing these words of compassion and understanding that I say to my self, as every one is in the mood for love and every one is looking for love in these places, just like me. I would like to have someone to talk to, someone that is caring and understanding a thing that this place in this at this time. And is it a to difficult cause Christmas? Away from home… almost 2000 Km away but my heart is not there anymore, it is in my chest where it belongs. She is always far away, to far actually, I hope I will talk with her soon maybe in the internet perhaps… I’m just letting all out of my inside because I let it out and need to do it some times even if it doesn’t make sense. The music is the same, when I am home so I have to get it out… home… I have a home! It’s somewhere we can ours. Oh my little I could go to ....Portugal.... for Christmas if I could walk that far. The sun is hiding though it wants to come out, instead, the light of sun is warning my soul as it won’t be bright as it should. It just makes me dream of being in ....Portugal..... I thought it would snow and it did, this winter. This year at Christmas the weather is all mixed up.

I look at the sky, at the bright side of it… there’s no rain and no wind at all, which makes it perfect and proper walk on Christmas day. I just wish you could be here with me, kissing and hugging me like we always do. That’s the memory I have of us.

This season makes me think of what really matters in life; to take care of our own, family values and friendship. People who have a special place in our hearts and in our life bring us the glow that we need every time we see them or hear from them.

Time pass bye and the more I stay away the more I want you more, to find a way to reach your heart … in your life.

Time passes bye and the more I stay away from you the more I want to be with you.

My present that I want from you to give to me: is that you find a way to reach my heart like I reach yours specially this Xmas.

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A walk in the park…

With a flower in my hand

I’m meeting the one

I truly treasure the most,

My fairy,

She that told me

Many have her as a secret.

It would be revealed

All

Soon

To them,

The pretty one,

Pretty soon I…if only I was strong

If only i could be good.

I’m willing and persistent.

If only I could kiss you … pretty girl.

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It is just a distraction made as an answer. The reply! Maybe so, it may not be but you’ll be informed of whom you’re dealing with and to whom you are addressing to. Perhaps there are no connections between double talk but between the sender and the receptor or source and the receiver. Never the less the food is excellent, well except we cannot overdo the drinking, but we do. Can we? Can we run through the mountains, through the hills and between the plains so fast that no one can catch us without getting tired, and still go home, tell our loved ones that we do? We can do all that excitingly better and be able to have lots of laughs about it?! Now that is sane.

The sense of the hypotheses is as sensible as a good answer deserves an excellent question?

The poetry is not as comprehensible when we are writing it but it is not alone when we are reading it. So we have reached this chapter and still I haven’t the faintest idea of what I’m trying to say but, it makes sense as long as I’m trying to understand what I’m writing for, not just because it is abstract but for the ideal, I’m hoping to pull under our subconscious self and it’s context despise of it’s sensibility towards our enlightening and awareness of everything as whole. It is true that words provide understanding and build our knowledge and place the heart in front of our eyes especially when we read. It sounds bizarre as we think about it and even complex, like every other book giving us the third person’s perceptivity because one of the out side looks straight to us in a different way as we look to ourselves as when we look in the mirror. Sometimes we open the door to someone that come knocking at someone’s doorstep we don’t have the certain expression of our smile but we are smiling and we are sure of that. Better if the person who is visiting us has a gift and surprise wonderfully that person’s response equals our expression. That is the power of interaction becoming the motif of joy. And that my friends… It is priceless. It is like a dream coming true.

The level of superior conscience is like a word full of meaning, it is belief of truth, it is the difference. The union of information that elevates living things also feelings and emotions that become a form of conscience as that provides the self with the natural state of well being this like other form of sense are the essence to be aware of all things… seeing with clarity.

Dealing with power is developed with the same ability as we are dealing with a child we have to be responsible because that living person depends upon ourselves. This way we can predict with accuracy the final result. It’s like we know constantly.

That way we become introduced to the realm of power, the gates become open to other realities and the question that remains is the veracity of the self to remain in power. This way we remain in the entrance of the love gate directing love to anyone that wants to use the power of love because it is free but not anyone has the ability to be true to it unless we are pure in the heart.

As for the gate of anger as the lack of love it is the first of powers to use but it has to obey with the same backing support of pure heart or it will come back and blow in our faces reflecting the consequent result of the karmic reflection, going back to square one. In nature everything is changing like at the same time a flower grows an other is dying or picketed by some one but to the ground it is not the way instead for a smile or to be kept inside a book like you and me in the garden of the cosmos.

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Strange night

Ghost dream

She looked like fire

Not at it seems

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What have I done?

Did I do something wrong?

Was it the man out side?

Was it the time, the flower, the song?

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I think you should grab your life, a life or the life

Maybe we don’t belong together

Perhaps there

Lies the spark in our life

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We can still wait for ever

And meet each other one fine day by the ..Thames..

On a strange day

And be the eternal flames

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The child is growing fast

Time flows so fast

I just wanted to say

We could be together like in the past!

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So… don’t say goodbye just yet

Because I’m not going away

I’ll be where just you have set

And I promise

I will have something to say

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No you think it is too late?

Now that I have arrived

I think I have missed you but wasn’t yours

I think I don’t belong to anyone

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I know how you can be mine

It makes me shiver with gladness

Now that I am here

Can you cast away my sadness?

Do with a purpose for love; do feel with the intention for it. Live with the same reason as all that you need no more is love, because if you haven’t got it, you’ll be left with nothing at all.

Living all things to the limit can be awesome it may be achieved in the void but as long as you think that every little thing happens for a reason. Those in the end good will prevail over evil.

You have got love…

You have everything!

For me it took me by surprise like a lightning

And it really shook me. It took me like a tree that it was growing inside of me and I was feeling like I could reach the sky like me and her when we were one. How we loved each other so good when I think about it, I really kiss the sky floating in the clouds so white but in the same time so blue now that I touch the ground… as I remember when the glow of my reflexion in your deep and almond eyes it is so sad that makes me nostalgic and think about how we belong each other, in each others arms we do have everything when we have love!

My life is full of tests; ABCDEFG… and the music just fills me with the mood but Rock just doesn’t give me no more though I hear it all the time in all kinds and in different shapes and yes, it is the Universe to me as it gives me the general perspective of everything and leaves me with no question left to formulate because it teaches me about love as god does to Jesus music teaches me. Like a father to a son. The means are the end, the intention does count and love can not pretend as there is always an answer to every little question but no answer is better than love!

I sat down and played a song and all, influenced by all my past life it was all there on the surface of the strings that my fingers played and the vibrant sound was telling me that the way that I was playing was not good enough, so I practiced more and more, I don’t care if it takes all my life to achieve the perfect way to play I’m hopeful that I will even if it costs my life I will die trying to fulfil the master work! Until I have reached the perfect sound and even if I do I will do it again. Every time I play I say to myself; this is a good life and it is really good that I found music, that she chosen me to play her in this life I thank every being in the Universe because every life is good as long as long as I have music in my heart to guide our paths.

When I hear music I feel.

I taste peacefulness that triggers a flaming sensation in my heart that makes me invensible that way, it allows me to go on and on and do more every time. I want to do every thing that is in life to do, it is my dream to live it is my will to do and it powers my endless dream… life, my will to do good in every thing I do!

I packed all my stuff and all of my heart though I am moving to an other city I have left worries behind and I can only see some CV e-mails to carry out or cruise with the camera because I am not the cause of my inner voice though my guitar sounds like a true one. My inspiration now grows in ....London.... town and I’m hoping to make here in ....London.... and no fire will burn it down! Neither earthquake nor tsunami will stop me now and the cause of this extreme willing of mine is that I am true here. A dragon could feel at home here the sent of women is all around with the most delicate fragrances from all over the world which illustrate man in their best appearance here where chivalries are perfected and with a true meaning for love and for socializing. I’ve got my own sound and I am fixed with this idea that it is a good home for me. Evil wont be stronger than me I will make it here in ....London.... town. Right now!

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                                                     Travel song 

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     Bm  B#6          A                  D

I have got my suitcase and imagination

And I just have to be in a good vibe

When I come to the show and hear the creation

Of new winds and soft melodies of life

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     G                           D

All these people seem right to me

     Bm                        Am

With a philosophy their power can acknowledge

Like wise man from ancient mythology

Or a hero with no need to fight

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      C                           D#6

Although there are stars in the sky

      G                           D

....Tracy.... always says that with a smile

I can fly away into the deep space

And look at a shinning star sign

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     Bm   B#6                A         D

These words come as difficult to me

Maybe the reason is that I am to blind from suffering

But there is nothing that can prevent to see me

The magnitude of those bluest eyes from shinning

     G                           D

All these people seem right to me

     Bm                        Am

With a philosophy their power can acknowledge

Like wise man from ancient mythology

Or a hero with no need to fight

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      C                           D#6

Although there are stars in the sky

      G                           D

....Tracy.... always says that with a smile

I can fly away into the deep space

And look at a shinning star sign

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So bright

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And the clouds just fade away

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In the summer sky of you and I      

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                                                         Medihevil

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Where nature

If life is free

Ways of beauty

Inner riches

As well as gladness

A welcoming door step

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I feel in love for thee

Again living a fairy tale

With the greatness of life

I hear the wizards say

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The magic is within

Belief of the purest of thoughts

You will see

That dreams come true

As poets lonesome fought

The gift of life so fare

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And as my self

Lay my horse to rest

Beside the inn

Where people dance and drink

Lough until they drop

Though they have seen

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That every little thing

Is indeed a gift of life?

Oh yeah

True is the gift of life

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Temperance, lasting patience though the waiting of the eye, sight of torment for I too have to learn, not only about life it self where here on earth I must visualise what apparently, has no life of it’s own as well, as my search what is starting here amongst my kin but I fear not as the knowledge I need lays above me in the stars as well as in love… this microcosmic energy that feeds the human heart, feature that surrounds the Universe that we too are a part of. Never the less I do know that this search has not been extinct, nor in vain and that wishes will come true if possible pureness exists. I know that one of them is to see me once more, maybe for one day maybe for ever, who knows… as my inner self tells something that sound as bit patternising as I mean no harm, is a need to just wake every body from every day lack consciousness. All the time of course it isn’t something that I allow people to forget. As words have no meaning when we don’t give them true meaning, the meaning we desire to give and which identifies with interlocutors and our best experiences occasionally, we cannot remember everything that we have to say. Imagine a system override a computer spasm or a cracking network software developing the required information just to sabotage, though there is nothing to sabotage even nothing is good to sabotage just to sabotage the dam thing instead of it self. It is easier to overload the system and weaking it, than to maintain it constantly. Basic systems are less complicated to correct than complex ones. Heavy cost but basic and simple, like my body it costs a lot to maintain and it does the job. I’m just organic and energetic. But intelligent some say! Try to understand these few words; write and make your universe and save. The misty skies of knowledge it unfolds for the ones who listen to their own heart because truth is relative to their beliefs and not in how much know how we achieve or what we do with it. Where there isn’t any truth there is no belief. How can we build anything at all if we haven’t got any basic knowledge to apply? As a human being the task isn’t easy but if we imagine the task of an immortal being… maybe as one, we would search the cure to immortality instead of the cure for death as mere mortal humans? The mist of love can be unfold as well as any mist you should have to try to easy it down, just by doing it as an ace would do it, in my opinion he would do it as a wizard would do it. Like one that uses this ability he is using it not just trying and he will do it well!

Love rules the Universe and it is energy, a positive one. And hatred is the lack of positive energy and some people use positive energy to hate so it does not work! If we want to change anything we can start by changing ourselves because the love that we receive now was once the love that we gave to somebody. The sea of love is endless and it unfolds to us now that we understand it and we must go with the current to feed all the hungry souls of any kin and every species. As life is a gift to us all we should not keep it to get to some minority just because we have prejudice or selfishness in us. Also love can reach every galaxy like ours except different horizontality cycling armed ones as their energy is inverted or with a different molecular structure and that gives us doubt if there are other species in the universe as our system is perfectly combined to sustain life here in our planet Earth. Sometimes we have the feeling that we are alone but just because we can’t see anyone don’t mean they are not there. Ever! This is a topic that is subtle but not undisputable as an idea never to overcome the thought of being put aside as an impossibility as we are traceable due to technology here on earth so can we trace far away galaxies that naked eye cannot for its own see but they are there just like love!

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                                                    Carpe Diem   

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