When the flowers of the night loose their bloom
in the light
of the moon,
I also bow to the surface of what is
entangled inside
When the trees go to rest - my mind
is put tot he test
And I wander with awe in the dimension
within the boundaries of that
which is known to only myself.
I count a thousand sheep - leaping over the fences of routine
yet the land of dreams is lost in every O T H E R room.
It desires for met to find it
Own it
But
I am tranquil in this in-between state of
awakened dreaming
I already built a Castle
One of which we are the
only inhabitants,
The
sole owners
of the world which I am creating...
A bed of clouds and satin,
soft leaves and sexy feathers
Pillows of love action and
life satisfaction
The lamp of luminating fairies and
planets in burning spheres.
Here we will express what is greater
than ourselves,
two units melting into one entity
Forbidden love transforming into that which
no one can withold from us.
Your tongue speak in metaphors -
a language that we share...
with one another
In South Africa today security plays a vital part in any business or private home. This book and the volumes to follow, will guide you step by step through the essential precautionary measures to be taken in protecting your family and valuables. From employing security guards, evacuation of your site and security measures to burglar bars and alarms in your private home.
a Book compiled by me from experience gained after 10 years in the security industry as Industrial relations officer with Nosa qualifications, 1st Aid, fire protection and also S.O.B. grade A.
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