August 13, 2004
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Wind blows,
Shadows falls,
Darkness descends,
The moment flows.
Sunrise dawns,
Colors return,
The observer silently watches
And Smiles…
“Beauty is of soft whisperings.
She speaks in our Spirit….
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in the mirror.
But you are eternity,
and you are the mirror.”
Kahlil Gibran
Friday, August 13, 2004
Who are we?
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Why, I am the star that follows you home
I am the wind that keeps you cool
I am the jester that makes you laugh
I am the poet that makes you cry.
I am all of these and so
Who am I?
Where am I? Who am I? How did I come to be here?
What is this thing called the world? How did I come into the world? Why was I not consulted? And If I am compelled to take part in it, Where is the director?
I want to see him.
Kierkegaard, the Swedish philospher
Who is the master that makes the grass green?
Who takes what is seen and makes it more than a dream?
We see with our mind, not with our eyes,
And how many times have you told lies?
We are all better artists than we realize.
When you come to know yourselves,
then you will become known,
and you will realize that it is you
who are the sons of the living father.
But if you will not know yourselves,
you dwell in poverty and
it is you who are that poverty.
Jesus of Nazareth
Comments (10)
:wave:
thats beautiful….
I am.
That IS ALL.
I thought everyone knew that…
And, of course, it applies to everyone else, too…in case anyone thinks I’ve gone ego-maniacal.
Peace and Love…GFW
“Life is the sieve through which my Anarchy strains, resolving itself into works. Chaos is the score upon which reality is written, the timeless swirling gyroscopic horde!
I am just an atom in an ectoplasmic sea, without a direction or a reason to exist. The anechoic nebulae rotating in my brain is persuading me contritely to persist…”
Delerium of Disorder ~Bad Religion~
Ghostmachine
(Quartermain)
We are all living in the physical world
Loving people let it show
Body, mind, ghostmachine
Heart of the fire, gonna make it glow
Breath of your body in the beat of the night
Calling on your lover’s name
Image game, body, mind
Get it all down, gonna make it shine
The rush as it take miraculous flight
Through a pure action dream
Body, mind, ghostmachine
Takes us away in a clear white flame
This is me —>:fun:
School :spinning:
Copy machine :nono:
lunch :coolman:
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I know synchrovibe rocks, I should know, he’s my bf! hehe
:spinning: predictable
what the heck?