[Stefan Goschler, Keep on rising between lies and truth, 09.07.2020].

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 True lies part.1

All this talk is getting me down

but I go my way and wear my crown.

All this talking and the relativity of words

is like a big search of something what is not real.

All this situation and their relativity

between the gravity of humankind.

Everybody is searching for the truth.

Everybody must move

in the circle of lies and truth.

Nobody wants to be a liar.

But if you don't lie

your truth will cry out a lie

and when it's running down your face

and drops down onto the ground

soon it will be dusty and will be found

in the circle of true lies with no ground.

[Stefan Goschler, True lies part.1, 16.01.2013].

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True lies part.2

One last breath of the salty wave

before I throw all away what you gave me

here on the strand, the land of the waves.

You can see

and

you can hear

there is everywhere some kind of fear.

The tears are running down the face.

They are creating a new kind of space.

Behind the eyes the devil lies

because

there is no end

between

the waves on the strand.

I can’t find an end in this land.

I can’t see when I’m under the roots of a tree.

My eyes are not always open.

In the dark of the night

they are shut

because

the truth has to be cut down to the roots under the devils crown.

Alone between the state of being awake

and

the deep fake of a deep lake

which is so deep

so I fall forever in sleep.

The seed of the truth was planted

and the first drop of water has landed

to transform the corn of the devils throne.

So the truth and the lie will never stand really alone.

So come down

you are really on your own.

[Stefan Goschler, True lies part.2, 27.10.2021].

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The dying path

Woken up in the eye of madness.

Spoken up to find the answer.

Only the tears can stream me out of here.

Only the fears can dream me out of here.

But what every tear means to the fear inside

means to the devil that he destroys his own paradise.

Woken up in the eye of madness.

Given up and almost fighting.

I only try to live on a dying path.

My world is built like the network of a spider.

My world is built out of the work of a beheaded rider.

[Stefan Goschler, The dying path, 25.03.2012].

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The illusion of mental illness

They haven’t felt what I felt.

They haven’t seen what I saw.

They haven‘t heard what I heard.

So please don’t hurt.

Don’t lay your blind judgment on me.

Only if you can’t see it doesn’t mean nobody has seen it.

They want to describe the mind of a person

but they can’t see the movement through space and time

until the crime of the forces comes down and breaks the ground.

Round and round it goes and flows through pipelines

like blood the memory of us is circulating

from past to present to the future.

We don’t want to split our culture.

But what if the past becomes the present.

The art of living shouldn’t be reduced to one diagnosis

because art seems to be a psychosis?

Things change through the time

but is this some kind of crime?

[Stefan Goschler, The illusion of mental illness].

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The dark side

In the dark shadows no longer exist.

In the dark the light knows how to quit.

Dark side,

open wide,

be so bright side by side.

The devils number in an angel

turns an angel to an demon.

In the dark the answers of the past no longer exist.

Evil turns all around also the sound.

All this blood and all the wounds

no longer counts as the bodies resolved in sound.

Bloody life and no bloody wife

because the circle is broken

and the demons are woken.

[Stefan Goschler, The dark side, 11.11.2019].

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Waves of intuition

Diving through the waves of consciousness.

 My dreaming heart is lost in space.

 I can`t look into your face

 but I hear the ace of your heart.

 Between the reality of emotions and thoughts

 their surreality in form of dreams which are speaking with me

 the self can go the way.

I´m here,

I´m there,

I´m everywhere.

The love of light guides the way

so call me addicted, crazy, lazy, psychotic,

genius, alienated anyway.

Say I,

Say you,

Say me,

Say we

and see the waves on the sea.

[Stefan Goschler, Waves of intuition, 27.07.2019].

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In the middle of mother natures heart

On my way

 Somewhere between heaven and hell 

I found my soul in a shell.

I have a warm heart that guides me.

The darkness falls apart

when we look at each other.

I can only see you

because you are in me.

You can only see me

because I`m in you.

It seems like we were not a part of each other

but

look at the father

and his son.

Look at the mother

everyone loves another.

I`m dreaming 

and

I dream with you.

We turn around

and

we change the view.

Our reality is transforming.

We dance together day and night.

Sometimes it seems like it would be a fight

but if you don`t let the fear take control

you go on the way of your soul.

The soul in the shell.

There is a heaven and a hell.

I go my way between heaven and hell

without a judgement.

So the shell has shown me a secret.

A pearl in the deep...

I was searching so long.

The searching is gone.

If there is no more heaven and no hell,

there is only one.

A warm heart and a soul that shines forever.

[Stefan Goschler, On my way, 29.12.2014].

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From all the unborn children and voices in my head

An internal landscape like the ocean.

When the ocean reacts under the moon

soon the tide is rising,

up and down,

and caught in a picture drawn

in someones mind.

If you're not blind

you feel that there is a kind of magic

because the ocean is breathing

with his salty air.

But in the deep of this (ocean)

the death gives us a kiss.

There where is no light,

maybe just a little fight

on same places

where the genius of life has begun

and almost races.

There in the deep,

where the fire is almost burning

in the volume of cold water,

forever turning

in perfect circles.

It smells like the spirit of the dead,

a chemical reaction in one breath.

Shells are broken and mother nature has spoken,

but if the human kind has woken up

between the animals and the human wheels,

is a question that almost stands between the stars.

In these perspectives

every man can find his own answer

on the way of fallen leaves.

Evolution or revolution?

I don't see my way in devolution.

I'm sure I'll keep my place anywhere in your heat,

somewhere there between the warmth and the cold deep.

[Stefan Goschler, From all the unborn children and voices in my head, 26.12.2012].

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The pain is still alive

This emptiness inside my head

since your gone.

And it feels like a black hole

inside my heart

fullfilled with the breath of chaos.

This emptiness inside my life

drives me crazy.

But I stay, I lay

my hand up on my heart

and I stay here.

I wont break down.

I won't fall to the ground.

I'm bounded and some kind of inner light

leads me throught the darkest sight.

Bounded in my ghost.

The Host of my soul lies deep in my heart

and every tear which falls apart

leads me through the dark.

What ever I feel

it is a chemical romance in my soul.

Some kind of reaction,

the art of desillusion

inside the drifting reality.

Could this be real?

Should this be real?

It's like I hate to love you

and

I love to hate you.

It's like love and hate

in the shade of a blade

like damocles sword.

But what's true

when a men is walking

with you.

The scars between me and you

they're  shining like the sun

and the moon is reflecting

everyone.

 [Stefan Goschler, The pain is still alive].

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The relation between love and hate