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lo fi life

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About Me

Be Lost in the CallLord, said David, since you do not need us, why did you create these two worlds?Reality replied: O prisoner of time, I was a secret treasure of kindness and generosity, and I wished this treasure to be known, so I created a mirror: its shining face, the heart; its darkened back, the world; The back would please you if you've never seen the face.Has anyone ever produced a mirror out of mud and straw? Yet clean away the mud and straw, and a mirror might be revealed.Until the juice ferments a while in the cask, it isn't wine. If you wish your heart to be bright, you must do a little work.My King addressed the soul of my flesh: You return just as you left. Where are the traces of my gifts?We know that alchemy transforms copper into gold. This Sun doesn't want a crown or robe from God's grace. He is a hat to a hundred bald men, a covering for ten who were naked.Jesus sat humbly on the back of an ass, my child! How could a zephyr ride an ass? Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream. Reason, tread the path of selflessness into eternity.Remember God so much that you are forgotten. Let the caller and the called disappear; be lost in the Call.
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Music:

Member Since: 10/17/2005
Band Website: nowhere
Band Members: outlaw;freaks,fuckers;looser!
Influences: Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don't open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

Sounds Like:

Record Label: asshole records
Type of Label: Indie

My Blog

poem

The Passageby: Michael ChristiansenActions takenthoughts, deep ponderingvision's cost?minds are wondering.life plays outoptions ending...of choices seen,wounds need mendingthe drama closeslights are d...
Posted by lo fi life on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 10:29:00 PST

more rumi

THE PROGRESS OF MAN First he appeared in the realm inanimate; Thence came into the world of plants and lived The plant-life many a year, nor called to mind What he had been; then took the ...
Posted by lo fi life on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 12:13:00 PST

wild orphan

Wild Orphan Blandly mothertakes him strollingby railroad and by river-he's the son of the abscondedhot rod angel-and he imagines carsand rides them in his dreams,so lonely growing up amongthe ima...
Posted by lo fi life on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 02:54:00 PST

growing older

As I Grew Older It was a long time ago.I have almost forgotten my dream.But it was there then,In front of me,Bright like a sun--My dream.And then the wall rose,Rose slowly,Slowly,Between me and m...
Posted by lo fi life on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 02:21:00 PST

lo fi life

Life Is A PrisonLife is a prison,Oh God let me out.No one to listen,To hear when you shout.Climb the walls of insanity,Ride the waves of despair.If you fall it don't matter,There's no one to care.Used...
Posted by lo fi life on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 02:12:00 PST

poetry

At the twilight, a moon appeared in the sky;Then it landed on earth to look at me.Like a hawk stealing a bird at the time of prey;That moon stole me and rushed back into the sky.I looked at myself, I ...
Posted by lo fi life on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 02:09:00 PST