Nature Sounds

Posted in Mystical with tags on September 8, 2012 by gnosisosmosis

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Monster Magnet Temple of Your Dreams

Posted in Music with tags on September 5, 2012 by gnosisosmosis


Wake up baby ’cause I’m coming to you from the future.
Don’t be surprised when I’m sitting at the foot of your bed.
I bring you a light you could never see in the daytime,
Planting the seed of my perfume in your head.
Well I’ve wasted enough of my time on the edge of forever.
And I’ve paid all the god damn dues that I want to pay.
Never let them hear you beg.
Never let them know.
Your pillow nest of a dripping god
Is a place you go alone.
But late at night I hear you cry.
Your taste for dirt just makes me smile.
My purple tablet turns to goo.
Have I got something warm for you.
Well I’ve wasted enough of my time on the edge of forever.
And I’ve paid all the god damn dues that I wanna pay.
If I can’t slip into the 13th house of your twilight, baby yeah.
I’ll plant a bomb in the temple of your dreams.
I’ll plant a bomb in your temple of your dreams yeah.
Wake up baby ’cause I’m coming to you from the future.
And don’t be surprised when I’m floating above your bed.
I bring you a god you could never love in the daytime.
Nailing the seed of my perfume in your head.
Well I’ve wasted enough of my time on the edge of forever.
And I’ve paid all the god damn dues that I wanna pay.
If I can’t slip into the 13th house of your twilight, baby yeah.
I’ll plant a bomb in the temple of your dreams.
I’ll plant a bomb in the temple of your dreams.
Temple of your dreams.
Temple of your dreams.
Temple of your dreams.

Lovage

Posted in Music with tags , on September 4, 2012 by gnosisosmosis


Love,love,love Lovage.Jennifer Charles’ voice is sex to my ears.

Shiva

Posted in Mystical with tags , , on September 4, 2012 by gnosisosmosis

Elysian fields-Black Acres

Posted in Music with tags , , , , on September 4, 2012 by gnosisosmosis

“La petite mort, French for “the little death”, is an idiom and metaphor for orgasm.”

Massive Attack Teardrop

Posted in Music with tags , on September 4, 2012 by gnosisosmosis

Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me, makes me lighter
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

Nine night of matter
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my…

Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Of a confession
Fearless on my breath
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

You’re stumbling down
You’re stumbling down

Sun Yang Yin Moon

Posted in Mystical with tags , on September 4, 2012 by gnosisosmosis

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