Cherokee Mist Quotes

“500,000 halos outshined the mud and history. We washed and drank in God's tears of joy,
And for once…and for everyone…the truth was not a mystery.
Love called to all…music is magic.
As we passed over and beyond the walls of Nay,
Hand in hand as we lived and made real the dreams of peaceful men—
We came together…danced with the pearls of rainy weather,
Riding the waves of music and space…music is magic…magic is life…
Love as never loved before…
Harmony to son and daughter…man and wife…”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“May I whisper in your ear
from my heart so you'll clearly hear.
There are people so dear…
They're like children…
Naked in a cold world…
Beautiful children
In an old world.

May I take you away
from the evils of today
to the dreams of tomorrow?
You know that Heaven
has no sorrow.
We know that Heaven
has no tomorrow.
Hear the sound of the magic drums…
Hearts are beating for the Sun,
Sending Evil on the run.
Now watch the wind…”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“I'm traveling a speed
unknown to man
and I carry love for all
in the mirror of my hand.

I say love for all…don't try to run away...
look at the mirrors of your heart.
Face the truth today—

I am what I am, thank God.
Some people don't understand,
Help them, God—
I say find yourself first, and then your tool.
I say find yourself first, don't you be no fool.

Here comes a woman, sweat all down her back.
For birth or for pleasure, she's on the right track…
But for being free, she ain't supposed to plea.
And don't rely on no man to try and understand.
I say find yourself first
and then your talent.
Work hard in your mind
for it to come alive.
And then prove to the man
that you're as strong as him.
'Cause in the eyes of God…
you're both children to him…

You are what you are, thank God.
You gonna shine like a star
with the help of God—
But we find ourselves first
and then our tool…
Find yourself, don't be no fool.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“Diana wept a tear after we made love and said, My Earthly darling, I must bid you farewell…
She could have been my wife,
But her time, I didn't dare wish to waste.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“Well, I see black and white and red and yellow, even green—getting together. And their weapons are shining clean—but I'm not talking about swords, knives, and guns. I'm talking about the power of God and the new rising sun.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“From the middle of a tomb whose lights burn only for survival…our tired bodies finally understand and obey our beating hearts.

Meet me in the country,
Meet me in the country,
The city's breath is getting way too evil to breathe.
Meet us in the country,
Leave the pigs and rats in the city—
Under the gypsy sun, we all will clearly reach the grace of living—…to give and receive with love and ease.
We'll dance to the drums of the open life…
love is the rhythm of man and wife…
faith in the beat for everyone.
God breathes music…through the life of the Gypsy Sun…”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“It wasn't…too long ago. But it feels like…years ago…since I felt…the warm hello of the sun.
Lately things seem a little colder, the wind…it seems to get a little bolder. The eagle was flying…now it's on the run.
But then again,
it's all in my mind.
Ever since I lost that glow
I've been feeling so down all the time.
Where's that girl of mine…”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“Thank you God for making me strong, and thank you God for staying where you belong—
Inside me.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“She has the devil in her eye
And holds an angel in her heart.
She'll get you wrapped around her little finger
And tear your mind a million miles apart.
Her kiss is a cup of sunshine.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“I have lived here before the days of ice, of course this is why I am so concerned, and I come back to find the stars misplaced and the smell of a world that has burned.
So where do I purchase my ticket…I'd like to have a ringside seat. I want to know about the new Mother Earth. I want to hear and see EVERYTHING.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“Sticks and stones can't break my soul
But words, they seem to sometimes harm me—
Maybe it's because I'm forever hungry—
...for the truth of love.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“I see arms and hands and tear-stained faces...
Reaching up but not quite touching the promised land...
I hear pleas and prayers and desperate graces,
Saying Oh Lord, please give us a helping hand...”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“Say hello to my mother and father...the Earth and Space.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“Hell to Heaven
Heaven to Hell
Please send
Devil or Angel
To love me now.

To Hell with Heaven
To Heaven with Hell.
Unless you send me somebody to love...the truth of you both I'm gonna tell.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“The world's a T.V.
and hang-ups
are commercials.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“It started up from the skies.
Hello…wait, don't run away. I won't touch you…don't run away. I just want to talk to you. I won't do you no harm—I just want to know about your different lives on this here people farm. I heard you have your families living in cages tall and cold. And some live there past the day of old—is this true? Please let me talk to you.
I just want to know about the rooms behind your minds. Do I see a vacuum there or am I going blind, or is it remains of vibrations from echoes long ago, age-old whisper things like Love the world and let your fancy flow…the way you want to let me talk to you.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

“Anger, he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armor.
Queen Jealousy Envy waits behind him—her fire green gown sneers at the grassy ground.
Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted, they quietly understand.
Once-happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wondering why the fight is on.
But they're all bold as love...just ask the Axis.

Red, so confident, he flashes trophies of war and ribbons of euphoria.
Orange is young, full of daring,
But very unsteady for the first go-round.
Yellow in this case is not so mellow,
In fact, I'm trying to say, it's frightened like me.
And all these emotions of mine keeps holding me back from giving my life to rainbow you.”
― Jimi Hendrix, Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings