Life's only question is
what will we play today?
To get ruled by your games turned sour, lost in your creation?
Every moment you choose what movie to see, each action becomes your plot.
You live with your ageless imagination, ever expanding,
ever strong, ever hoping to come out to play, like the most loyal pet.
Every moment, you see before you protection or challenge. Today will you listen, or do battle?
Imagination is knocking on the door to your bedroom. Freedom is waiting outside.
to see clearly what is pain from pleasure is wise
but to see that both are your mind, and not your self, is holy.We co-create this celestial palace.Each being is a starleaf of the one giving tree. each action, dust falling from that star. Each day the miserable one yells at the leaves on his lawn, and the dust on his porch. Each day the peaceful one rakes the leaves from the path, and cleans away the dust (from his eyes.)So, If you choose to swim below the water, remember the created breath and come home for air.
And if you choose to fly high, remember the aging body, drink and eat.
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My Blog
Letter To MIddle-Sweaters
you are not the kaleidoscope baby that you once were
Jump on the tracks!
A train without wheels can't catch the early sun's parabolas.
Fight the source within by letting the world spin, keep your eyes... Posted by Nigel / Tej on Sun, 22 Jul 2007 10:49:00 PST