Welcome to My Planet, a song with lyrics by Alun Buffry

WELCOME TO MY PLANET

This my planet, we call it Earth.
I’ve lived upon it since the day of my birth.
I’ll stay here, I think, until my end,
When Grace my last breath it does send.

On my planet, which is mostly sea
Earth, water, fire and air is all free,
It’s perfect for life beneath our great Sun,
In trillions of miles it’s the only one.

If I made the rules, all humans would be
Running their own lives and walking free.
But there is one thing that sadly I say,
Our worldly rulers have unholy ways.

I’m just being honest, not dragging you down,
But our elected leaders are usually clowns,
Sending troops to wars so pointless to die,
Leaving their families to fear and to cry.

Whist leaders are counting the cash that they store,
And the greedy bleeders still want more.
They wear their robes with such a false pride,
Taking the people for taxable rides.

Yet deep beneath that beyond even their sins,
Lies the peace and the bliss inside within.
If only they’d let true wisdom show,
How to be grateful and let their Light glow.

For eight billion plus people now living here,
Each one has a soul, a life so dear,
Each one of us is given the chance,
To find peace within and our lives enhance.

Just ask and then let your true self be shown,
Turn doubtful beliefs into something known,
Rise above though thoughts that do drift,
Be grateful for the Breath that is the gift.

Find your own light, hear the sound,
Feel the connection to which we are bound,
Enjoy your life on this planet Earth,
Each moment called now since the time of your birth!

IN THE BELLY OF THE BEAST OF BABYLON, new reggae version, lyrics by Alun Buffry

When I Look into the Child's Eyes: a musical presentation of a poem by Sarah Sativa

 

People tend to say that they don't believe in any god because they haven't seen one.

 People tend to say that they don't believe in any god because they haven't seen one. 

Yet they tend to believe in love, peace, contentment although those are not seen either 

until we actually FEEL or experience them, then we KNOW.

 

Those experiences are within us, not in the world outside. that world merely sparks off the experience, often for a short while, but after that it is no longer a question of belief or disbelief, it is about knowing.

 

So what about God?

 

Scriptures say that God is everywhere including within us, that God is love, God is light and God is a spirit (which comes down from the word meaning breath).

 

God is an "experience" within, which we have either felt or not.

 

And if God is light within us, how can we see it, or him or her?

 

Maybe it's like much in life, we NEED to be shown.  

 

Maybe we just need to find someone to show us, to spark off that experience, to be able to look within, and if we find it, we will know, and we can hope that it will last so we can turn within and FEEL love and peace until our final breath.

 

That is the "Spirit of God."

 

I was so fortunate to have been shown in 1972.

 

 

On Amazon 

 

If Only Suomi by Alun Buffry, what's it about?

 

On Amazon and Kindle

Some stories touch your heart, some change your prospective. If Only Suomi is a story that does both.

What if one choice could change everything?

Discover an unforgettable journey back in time in this tale that questions reality itself.

Open If Only Suomi, turn to the first page and let yourself get lost and entangled in dreams and you may find it hard to put the book down.

The heart of the story: If Only Suomi is a love story built around time travel. The premise is that Al, coming from 2028, travels back to 1972 for just three days. While there, he falls in love with Suomi. He then has to return to his own time, leaving the woman he loves in the past. The central emotional question is therefore not just "Can you travel through time?" but "What would you do if you found the love of your life in the wrong time?"

That gives the novel a strong feeling of longing and regret. The phrase If Only becomes almost a philosophy: If only I could go back. If only I had made a different choice. If only I could see that person again.

The really unusual part: is it fiction? This is where the book gets much more intriguing.

Buffry describes it as containing elements of memories, dreams, prophecy and wishful thinking, and suggests that it is "some sort of time travel"—even if that travel takes place only in the mind.

So you can read it on at least two levels:

1. As science fiction:
Al literally travels from 2028 to 1972, creating the classic problems of time travel—paradoxes, changing the past, and potentially altering or erasing one's own future.

2. As a psychological story:
The time travel can be understood metaphorically. Human beings constantly travel through time in their minds. We remember the past, dream about it, imagine alternative versions of our lives, and wonder what might have happened if we had made different decisions.

Buffry explicitly plays with this idea of "dreams within dreams" and asks where the boundary lies between dreams, memories, imagination and reality.

Buffry's description specifically raises the possibility of someone travelling back and changing their own past—and even the possibility of "wiping oneself out of time altogether."

That makes the book less about scientific explanations of time travel and more about the philosophical consequences of it.

Why 1972 matters

The choice of 1972 is particularly interesting because it connects the fictional premise with Buffry's own life and interests. His bibliography includes autobiographical and travel works connected with the 1970s, including All About My Hat: The Hippy Trail 1972.

The book's combination of romance + time travel + dreams + autobiography is more significant than the straightforward plot summary suggests. Buffry describes the book as involving memories, dreams, prophecies and wishful thinking, and says it contains a kind of time travel "if only in the mind." He asks whether there is a meaningful difference between dreams and memories and talks about "dreams within dreams."

This means that the book may be deliberately making us question whether literal time travel is even the most important kind of time travel.

Based on the author's own framing, I would interpret the ending less as a conventional "the time machine worked and here's exactly what happened" resolution and more as a deliberately blurred boundary between reality, memory, dreams and alternate possibilities.

The book's premise of Al returning to 1972 and falling in love with Suomi is so powerful.

Buffry's own description strongly suggests that the book intentionally refuses to draw a firm line between what happened, what was remembered, what was dreamed and what was wished for.

Lucky Lucky - a Prem Rawat song - beautiful

La La Land, a song with words by Sarah Dougan from the book Words of Weed and Wisdom (on Amazon)

 

La La Land Is where most people live. La La land Is that safe place. That safe place where you don’t have to do anything, La La Land Is where you convince yourself its all alright La La Land, Where you can watch people be battered, Where you can watch people get hurt And do nothing ‘cause. La La Land Is that safe place Where you convince yourself its OK to stand by And do nothing. La La Land, Where its OK to do nothing. I bet you don’t want to be woken up from Your La La Land, That nice safe place where you don’t have to do anything. La La Land, That nice safe place Where BANG YOU ARE NOW FUCKED! YOU ARE NOW IN REALITY It’s hit you like a ton of bricks. Oh yeah, you really did stand by and do nothing. Yes the world is a fucked-up place! But its better than La La Land, That nice safe place where you cant hide for ever.

At the End of Your Nose

 Most, if not all, of us are looking for a missing ingredient in our lives.

Whether we call it peace, love, joy, fulfilment, understanding, clarity o even God, we hope and look for it in the world. But when we find it, whether it be the peace of a beautiful sunset, the love of a dear one, the joy of a child, the sudden understanding and clarity of a difficult concept, the contentment of eating our favourite food, the pleasure in hearing our favourite music, the company of our closest friend, or the faith in a Divine Being, it most often doesn’t last, it fades away and repetition does not always bring it on again.

But we should ask ourselves, where did we FEEL it?

We felt it inside ourselves, not actually out there in the world. It was those things in the world that may have brought us closer to the feeling but it was not those things that created the feeling itself.

That feeling is always there as if just waiting to be felt, within. And when we feel it, we feel gratitude and that gratitude brings greater peace and joy.

If only we could tune in to that place and turn in to that feeling again, without having to adjust or find the world that suits us best at any given moment called now.

If only it was easy, if only we could find someone to show us how!

Like almost everything in ones life, we need to be taught. But who can teach us how to look within – at the end of the nose, not the end that sticks out, the other end, in there not in o thoughts, beliefs or philosophy, but in the truth of experience called knowing or self-knowledge.

For me that person was Prem Rawat, over fifty years ago

Jewels of the East

HIDDEN BY THE SMOKE - a song by Alun Buffry

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