We live in a fragmented world.
A world of walled in islands in an ocean
we do not comprehend the way it is.
On one of these islands is the House of Time.
I was told by a Lady from the Sun
that I should go and find it.
It was the time of the moonstations.
They expanded into moon-cities protected by transparent shields.
“You always wished to understand time”,
the Lady from the Sun said.
“How come you know that?” I asked.
“You come from a place in the future
and you moved from there into the now.
You didn’t come from the past.”
Her words shook me.
That was it, the secret of time.
“What then is time” I asked
and she replied: “Time is a body.
It is the time-body.
You can move on it in any direction.”
“How can I move on the time-body when it is not a space-body?”
“How can you move through various levels of love?” she asked.
“By becoming conscious”, I replied
and I looked into the glass in front of me.
“I move with my consciousness over her naked body
and she in turn makes me ever more conscious.”
“That’s the way the time-body works”, she said.
“It acts through definition of consciousness.
It is total but the consciousness can define any point on it
that it wants – and there you are:
It is a place in time, a point of time that’s neither past or present or future.”
“Love-makin’ is like that”, I mused.
“It is neither past, present or future.
It is where it is and can expand indefinitely.”
It was getting dark and with a gleam on the glass
I moved into the secret of the time-body.
My childhood now came from the future
and I faded into a profound night.
Nothing seemed to be there,
yet I felt a presence – the presence.
A face appeared from the dark of a mystery-woman.
I knew her, yet she was a mystery.
“She will show you the House of Time.
She will lead you there”, said the Lady from the Sun.
I approached my U.F.O.-like spaceship
and entered a time-stream as my consciousness expanded.
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany