Klaus Peter Wagner - Santaklaus EVOL 1

Santaklaus EVOL 1

1st edition December 2005

Text and illustrations • Klaus Peter Wagner

All rights reserved.

ISBN-EPUB-English 978-3-902870-06-3

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With loving thanks to my parents.

I dedicate these book series to coincidence,

the chicken and the egg!

Good things take time,

patience and humility are apt companions

in the search for the truth.

Truth is objective,

the truth is spoken by nature,

and spoken pure.

Honesty is subjective, honesty is intuitive.

Honesty is every person’s truth.

Every person on Mother Earth has the chance

to create his own world.

Reality is only about systems.

Systems try to explain the sole truth to a person.

A person has but to clarify his own honesty.

A system is not entitled to spread the truth.

This truth is often manipulated because it does not even

satisfy the honesty of the system-creators.

Nice, this means our professed reality is a manipulated dishonesty.

The hypocrisy stinks here to high heaven.

So a system imposes the manipulated dishonesty

of a supposed majority on us - fine!

If a person breaks loose, he is crazy - beside himself -

that means beside the system he broke from.

Pleasing everyone is an art mastered by none.

People should check their words,

because the way they speak to others

is the way they speak to themselves!!!

Therefore, people should boost their self-esteem!

That’s worth it to me!

The greatest value in life is life itself!

Thus, what a person makes of it is up to him,

and it’s up to him how to treat a system!

The system of all systems has already been created!!! The system of all systems is LOVE!!!

Love your neighbor as yourself?

If people no longer feel themselves,

they can no longer love themselves.

Envy of material breeds hate,

hate stokes the sickening of the heart.

People have to wage wars

just to relieve their own energy of hate and envy.

Yet what happens after the war?

Who won? They all lost!

Parents lost their children - children their parents!

The haters lost their hateful energy!

The arms industry its dishonest game!

Once again, it was all just about money!

Nature and material were razed to the ground,

for parts of the earth new owners were found.

But where is it stored?

The energy of hate, the energy of war?

The people carry it ‘round in their head,

and for all involved: this is bad.

The victors feel big and strong,

and the losers haul their load along.

To come to terms will take generations,

a new horror for entire nations.

Compensation, whether full or half,

once more, it’s all about the golden calf.

Only what has room in our minds,

also has room in our lives.

Oh the horror - so many people still must think of war.

The world will follow them through this door.

What you think today will happen tomorrow,

it will be so hard to assuage this sorrow.

People think, yet God does guide,

by this maxim in life we should abide.

If you cleanse your heart,

the pain of the past will finally depart.

To heal your head through your heart,

come out of the past and make a fresh start.

Thoughts can be very strong,

what you think can come true before long.

Finding peace in your heart,

aspiring to do so, must be the highest good in this world,

before it falls completely apart.

To love your neighbor can be a fight,

first you must set your own heart right.

But if you prefer in life the easy road,

just make sure that love in your heart’s been sowed.

Love over the long run surely will

your heart with light also fill.

People should love themselves much more,

then we’d have only peace, not war.

Being able to forgive is often tough;

and our own mistakes are common enough.

Yes, in the depth of our hearts, we can unlock

and let them rise up like a peacock.

In to heart a shadow they cast,

the real pain is vast.

No one can break another’s heart,

we are cause ourselves of this part.

Dishonesty lets the peacock in our heart live on,

and sing its song.

But if you give the peacock enough light,

he won’t find the shadow of the night.

The journey is the reward,

it would be a miracle, if no one ever tripped on a board, even his own board.

The important thing is: falling’s not a disgrace,

but you must keep the light in your heart in place.

If everyone themselves would forgive,

where would the guilt end up - it could no longer live.

The cross, our shoulders need not bear,

it’s just the light that is not there.

If the peacock were not in our heart,

then life would not tear us apart.

But thanks dear peacock, that in us you dwell,

you show the shadow the light as well.

If only one could shine right through you,

that’s something many people would do.

The solution to the riddle is easy to share,

you twist and turn like a little bear.

If we don’t want to understand the truth of another,

the light in the shadow we will smother.

The lamp - yes, we hold it in our hand,

to create shadow where we need it, that is grand.

Whether you say cross, peacock or bear,

we make our lives hard for ourselves out there.

Did not Christ hang on the cross,

because of a stab in the heart he left us.

The cross, the peacock, and the little bear,

no one was the wiser there.

He did not die with his heart quite,

because there is space for the eternal light.

The path he showed us is really not steep,

but sometimes our thoughts are just not that deep.

The heart should be lit from 360° to the center,