02/11/2016
Mahthildis The Master Dog
You were a homeless Dog !
But you own a land ! An art Land !
You were the Land Dog !
You owned a Tribe !
The Tribe of light made out of the bricks of love !
you waited days... months... years........... for us
you struggled to survive with your hunger, with your illness and deeply with your deep down genuine love !
power of your love dominated the gravity and collapsed all the time lines.
Butterflies fold their wings vertically up over
We came there like fools.
We failed to identify you, the real You!
the stinking smell of your wounds
forced on us a line of control !
but every structure collapsed
again and again
with the light of your soul !
You loved loved loved loved loved loved loved loved loved loved loved loved loved and at last
you became love.
There was no Dog thereafter !
There was only Love !
Love realized
that she completed another circle of life. When the time came
She went into silence.
people talked to her individually.
She heard everything !
after the three days of silence
she moved from here to another reality.
Twelve Machines was her Design !
She is the master Dog !
She taught us only one thing
"we are from the street. what we have is just 'Love' - pure unconditional love. Nothing else.
This Love will unite us and we will conquer this world soon !
I am You!