tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24867770478118964492012-02-17T03:31:35.123+01:00FriþGeard Filanys Z's Garden Adventure!Filanys Z's Garden Adventure!Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.comBlogger231100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-31602323574291507612012-01-09T15:13:00.000+01:002012-01-09T15:13:34.164+01:00Meisje van de blauwe fontein.Oh meisje van de blauwe fontein.
Met haar had ik de beste gein.
Één blik in haar ogen, en het leven was ineens weer fijn.
Ze vroeg aan mij wat ik wou, en mijn hart schreeuwde 'IK WIL JOUW!'
Ik had je sleutel gevonden.
Draai jij hem om?
Dan doen we samen de deur open!
Zo was hoe het allemaal begon.
Met de kat in haar sjaal, ging ik met haar aan de haal.
Ga je mee op reis? Ik ken een waar Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-28472446895472204702012-01-04T08:15:00.000+01:002012-01-04T08:17:48.432+01:00Gaza
When i dream,
i dream of war and pain,
children being burned for no reason but to break spirits of the season.
mothers crying, fathers and brothers dying.
Bombs and bullets flying trough innocent flesh.
Doctors and nurses over-stressed.
What a goddamn mess!
All for the fun of the game.
it makes me go insane.
Then i wake up and they tell me not to worry.
'cause it's just a dream.
Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-73659687142597588192011-11-11T11:11:00.000+01:002011-11-11T13:55:12.731+01:0011:11
We all play the goose game of the sphinx on fools day.
11:11
May you have a beautiful day of rites, ritual, rest, reflection, resurrection, rising and reigning!
B
J
OZflowers
Lord of Fire Reign of Flame,
Just before the Waters remain
Ground Work
Freya gave her blessing.
Now her bird rests in Frith's geard
Time of the year, 1 night of flames 40 daysFilanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0Garsthuizermaar, 9735 Groningen, Nederland53.240153453010464 6.59351348876953153.237777953010465 6.588577988769531 53.24252895301046 6.5984489887695315tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-45911311741522760972011-11-01T10:59:00.000+01:002011-11-01T12:17:38.650+01:00Thank you! for playing!
'Fine beginnings have inside the seed of their own end.
For the Road is the river where we row towards the start.
Ice only appears to stop the river's flow.
For, if we must Figth for peace, then let us find peace in battle.
Year by Gear. Know your time, but always work on your myststories.
Soon the fear will disappear.
For the journey is the destination.
And every dawn is its first Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-77091878109511455282011-10-31T09:51:00.000+01:002011-10-31T10:37:31.826+01:00Taxi naar de zee voor de brandende vis.
Bij de uil thuis, zit ik in de luie stoel luisterend naar oude fabeltjes over hete bliksem.
Ze zijn nooit klaar, maar....
Rollen door op ronde staarten.
Verbannen uit de kranten als de Dalai La, Ma......
In de zomer zonder mannen bezetten de bezige solidaire solitaire bijen,
opzoek naar connectie, de parken en straten van de gemene bazen.
Ze zijn moe! Van het haten.
Ze zijn moe! Van Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-78055393722297240072011-10-27T09:12:00.000+02:002011-10-27T09:13:56.962+02:00Compass-ion for Jack Magpie.My cheeky feathered friend, black and white there is no end.
To your Mischief!
Magpie! why so shy? you cry..
Just a moment ago you where on High.
Now all alone you sigh, about plans that went awry.
Soon around noon, or maybe midnight.
With wings a new, you will take up flight.
Show those crows how to row row row.
The beginning is now so flow flow flow.
On those rivers of dreams.
With you bright Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-78814015545258866312011-10-12T19:05:00.001+02:002011-10-27T09:12:39.031+02:00Paarse eekhoornOver water varend, kom ik langs een pijnboom met een blauwe arend.
Al krijsend zegt hij tegen mij: 'Pas op voor de rode slang hij is gemeen en liegt.
Voordat je het weet bijt hij in je enkel en dat geeft veel verdriet.'
'He! ho, arend oude vriend!' zei de rode slang.
'Voordat je mij beschuldigt. Jij kan er ook wat van!
Altijd maar krijsen dat je het, het beste weet. Maar als de cirkel is gebrokenFilanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-40072510658924933382011-08-06T17:12:00.001+02:002011-08-06T17:28:35.462+02:00The Tao of the great bearWhat you need is guaranteed.
What you want is the devil indeed.
What you wish you might miss.
So pay heed to your needs.
Temper what you want.
And like the great bear Pooh.
Your wishes might come true.
Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-2283044333490832172011-06-04T03:37:00.000+02:002011-06-04T03:37:15.495+02:00Tuin 1 Juni 2011Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-77064160752870375032011-06-02T12:30:00.001+02:002011-06-06T08:31:27.633+02:00Bij de Heem in mijn Heerd.Bij de Heem in mijn Heerd.
Is er brand wat warmte creëert.
Nog even en ik Kuch en Koch van de rook,
Rood met witte stippen vast in de schoorsteen,
helemaal niet Jolly of Gay maar eigenlijk erg gemeen.
Daarom bescherm ik Huis, Haard, Heem en Heerd ook met Look.
Dat is zeker niet verkeerd.
-Budsee: "door de knoppen de bloem niet meer zien"
Oftewel: 'Knopen in koppen koppelen zodat knoppen kunnen Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-41107803714133555062011-06-02T09:06:00.000+02:002011-06-02T09:06:09.483+02:00Tuin mei 2011Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-6854517398466736272010-10-27T11:35:00.001+02:002010-10-28T11:47:28.267+02:00Deer, Sheep, Bunny And Bird.2 towers fell down and out released the beasts of brass and bell.
Pure golden hearted soul of silver,
Ring of fire! Reign of flame.
Tell me, from where you came?
Al that was cannot remain and all that is will be missed.
From one spark there came a flame and from that flame arose a cloud that cried for 42 days on and on until the bird of bifröst came out of the Ashes.
On and on the bird flew Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-78487394308252546352010-09-07T17:11:00.001+02:002010-09-07T17:12:24.575+02:00Hour of Love.Papa ik hou van je.
Het licht staat op oranje.
En kijkend door de ogen van een kind,
Staat de wereld vol met franje.
God beantwoord al mijn vragen met symbolen,
geplakt op lantaarnpalen,
en op de kleding van mensen die langs mij lopen.
Ik vraag me af hoeveel procent van de mensheid het messias complex ritueel hebben doorstaan en overleeft,
zonder weg te vliegen naar een andere planeet.
6%!!??!! Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-62507173897520172872010-07-09T14:35:00.000+02:002010-07-09T14:35:02.017+02:00Grey ShoesFrom the balance of the 2,
gives the 1 something to do.
Now lies before us a checkered path,
full with puzzles & miststories to unfold.
Searching for a needle in the hay,
so we can behold the gardens of þelight.
And after miles on paths, old and new!
The playing field becomes a haze of gray.
Oh, Friþ! Blessed be the happy few!
Give them courage & wisdom so that they will not dismay!
Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-66082545708948425122010-05-01T20:11:00.004+02:002010-05-01T22:39:30.777+02:00Video tour of Frith's GeardAs promised a little tour of the garden...Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-20349484783177807292010-04-30T08:34:00.003+02:002010-04-30T09:10:30.660+02:00Spring Sprang Sprung it has begun!Spring nearby Holten, Netherlands, and just like the kyloe we also had a rested weekend! fully charged for some work in the garden!Strange tree... everything growing down! Probably a big boulder under the ground withspirit of sky.Coming soon.... video tour of the garden!Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-43400439065331260572010-04-20T08:55:00.008+02:002010-04-20T09:10:03.444+02:00New pics from the Garden!Baby broccoli in cardboard boxes with potting soil.Frontside of the Garden.Muscat Grapes and StrawberriesMason bee chillin in the sun.Soon more!Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-19704803663064602082010-04-17T22:12:00.003+02:002010-04-17T22:14:59.050+02:00A hanging man told me.I thought it would be nice! when everybody knows.But actually it is only more confusing, all this burdening knowledge about triangles and squares doesn't make the circle round.Oh baby! this loving light will not come easy!We will have to work real hard so that the storyline will not become to cheesy .It took me a long time to catch up with the flow,got stuck on an island of nightmares.Where a Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-15396785901295277372010-04-17T22:12:00.002+02:002010-04-17T22:13:39.812+02:00Leeches, Worms, Flowers and Bees.There are 4 kinds of people in the world.Leeches: Well you know what they do. They suck the very lifeblood and love to complain.Worms: Useful little buggers. They eat all the crap and turn it into pure healty earth for the flowers to grow in.Flowers: Get all the great idea's but can't seem to stick with it, and wither away.Bees: They make sure that the essence (Pollen) of the great flowers don't Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-75170097003795091542010-04-17T22:12:00.001+02:002010-04-17T22:12:40.938+02:00The flower and the stoneGod has given me a path to walk on.But going off-road is way more fun.The future has been carved into stone,and everybody is trying to rewrite history.Starting at the end,before it has begun.Keep having dreams of the future,but they all end in misery.It's sure ain't easy,being the fool on the hill.Rooks and Crows tease me,so i keep on turning the mill.Baby says to me:"I don't care bout' all that,Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-14607559047284271882010-04-17T22:07:00.003+02:002011-06-04T02:38:07.727+02:00Google ohh goggle what say you about:Google ohh goggle what say you about:
Duhamel, Alberta August 1967 crop circle
You, why not turn your attention.
Say what you will about the madness ...
Wrapped under: Movies
Why, look how they live!!!
In fields like fallow crop,
Who is this Mouse-Ter Of Ceremonies..MickeyXtreme
The son of one of rock's earliest faithful.
Willie Nelson is back ...!!!
Money For your Daddy Yankee.....Comments: Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-4814468005400955302010-04-17T22:07:00.002+02:002011-06-04T02:36:26.401+02:00Google ohh goolge what say you about:Google ohh goolge what say you about:
the future has been written in stone but everybody is trying to rewrite history
It is written on stone tablets that The weather is working for us.
But not everyone has been certain In an age where history is seriously rewritten
Just like this river, I've been part of the orchestra.
Since the cornerstones of the CAP OF THE MONUMENT, After Kennedy
Looking Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486777047811896449.post-43272839827930995692010-04-17T22:03:00.001+02:002010-04-17T22:04:24.620+02:00AlarmclockSometimes it's nice,sometimes it's not,sometimes we grow,sometimes we stop,sometimes i want to stay,but then i wake up,Can't help wondering whoinvented the [b]alarmclock[/b].What is lucid dreaming??Need insparation??Filanys Zhttps://profiles.google.com/117222726303535619333noreply@blogger.com0