06-03-2004, 10:24 AM
Fame is a big illusion. The hip are waking to their lives. Why don't you all wake to yours. Idolizing, living in fear,..."Your all a bunch of Slaves"....remember who said that? Buy the album..listen to it ...get whatever out of it that you may...then get on with your life. There is one thing to build your relationship with and it ain't the Hip.
What is it then? You probably have never wondered cuz fame has got you. Bounded and blind by the hip. Be careful.
In between evolution is a choice. Is it your senses that decide or is it YOU. We are all waking up for ourselves. Some are musicians....some are magicians...some are beauticians....and some work at McDonalds.
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Be,
as water is,
without friction.
Flow around the edges
of those within your path.
Surround within your ever-moving depths
those who come to rest there and enfold them,
while never for a moment holding on.
Accept whatever distance
others are moved within your flow.
Be with them gently
as far as they allow your strength to take them,
and fill with your own being
the remaining space when they are left behind.
When dropping down life's rapids,
froth and bubble into fragments if you must,
knowing that the One of you now Many,
will just as many times be one again.
And when you've gone as far as you can go,
quietly await your next beginning."
What is it then? You probably have never wondered cuz fame has got you. Bounded and blind by the hip. Be careful.
In between evolution is a choice. Is it your senses that decide or is it YOU. We are all waking up for ourselves. Some are musicians....some are magicians...some are beauticians....and some work at McDonalds.
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Be,
as water is,
without friction.
Flow around the edges
of those within your path.
Surround within your ever-moving depths
those who come to rest there and enfold them,
while never for a moment holding on.
Accept whatever distance
others are moved within your flow.
Be with them gently
as far as they allow your strength to take them,
and fill with your own being
the remaining space when they are left behind.
When dropping down life's rapids,
froth and bubble into fragments if you must,
knowing that the One of you now Many,
will just as many times be one again.
And when you've gone as far as you can go,
quietly await your next beginning."
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