My art emerges without any deliberate intention.
Not a single stroke is foreseen.
All are dictated by immediate impulses
the faintest tremblings of signals
coming from the depth of my being.
What proceeds is the gradual emergence
and recording of unpremeditated imagery.
This is a mode of expression
that fully satisfies the eye
by achieving rhythmic unity.
What counts is the spontaneous, the impulsive.
My drawings become what they are.
Like poetry the lines, the forms rhyme
and strive to become a… Continue

Alien life coming down
onto mother Earth
as meteorite showers
sprinkle space dust
on every one of us.
Diving deep, falling fast
the friction of entry
is peeling their crust.
Let me quench your need
I have traced the seed
they are here indeed!.
Beings from the past
such is cosmic lust,
in whom was it
that we did trust?.

The bitter sweet twist of life
has touched me once again.
I must refrain from nothing!
Still, quietly I summon myself
to take a seat
at the throne of the sublime
where indulgence
will only exist
in serving
and hopefully
sharing
that very sacred thing
called love.

Crying out deep inside
"OPEN SESAME"
Enjoy and endure
receive and reveal
all the treasures
of lifes mystery.
Display the noblest
of all deeds and causes.
Drinking and breathing
from the fountain of love
that which knows no limit
has no limit
is infinital
infinitissimal
INFINITO
has no ending!.

Why, why, Oh why
bother to deny
that which has been
laid by you so far.
You have after all
the makings
of a specimen
which has
a track record.
You are statistically
the static remnants
of history's dust...
your brand of lust
has been just
a string of lies
played like a violin
over and over again
till there would be
no more strings
attached.
From now on
you are my X
you know Y
I M who I M.