“The only true technology”... is Nature’s blueprints I spake it fluent in this Mesopotamian music That's Romanian rooted I lace it with jewels glimpsed You can taste them like fluids Rinsing the pasty food synthesized By your body & mind Nature embodies divine Representation & Laws that define it Fine lines I etched For you to rise & climb step by step Blessed by vestiges Of celestial specimens Extraterrestrial oestrogen in my lectures I bless you with the message of the Goddess Gaia is the only true progress Blessed as a blue god’s avatara I sing the Earth’s songs & birth psalms In photonic form Sonic bombs For your conscious expansion We live in the Goddess’ mansion Keep that in mind as I speak facts in rhymes Till the bleak atlas shines again I align my pen with the minds of men & women that chime zen wisdom timeless, we’re penned in a prison With mindless rhythms That bind us & limit us My lines are subliminal Subversive & controversial To patriarchal churches I encase the Ark in my verses Spark this with purpose For the heartless to nurture The good inside them I could have been like wise men meditating in caves Withdrawn from this liar’s den But my songs wizen them Till they rise again in throngs In their next lives & sing These higher hymns I reside in the stem of a lotus flower & sire gems on papyrus ends Till I float & shower Like a thundercloud With my spoken powers