I looked at myself in the mirror this morning and became enamored with the man I saw and you fail to see...
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I looked at myself in the mirror this morning and became enamored with the man I saw and you fail to see...
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How unfortunate , even a blind man should be able to sense what you perceived.
Some blind men are wise and unhindered by false perceptions, others are entrapped in a self perpetuating world of physicality & tangibility. The heart reads tomes far more enlightening than the limited knowledge Braille might provide a soul via the finger tips. Alas, we are in some way or the other lost, due to the limitations of the senses, while incarnate. Spirit does not smell, hear, taste, see, or feel it merely experiences, wholly & without falter.
I leave it best said by Neil Tenant....
"Always"..
Summer sands have lost their charm
Let 'em go
Autumn winds will do no harm
Let 'em blow
Save up all your dreams
Oh, save them, save them
Live beyond your means
but keep your dreams
Won't you?
You go from A to B to C
on demand
like algebra or geometry
diagrammed
Your resolution's weak
but we're not all damned
The future's not so bleak
in this wasteland
when...
Always, always
Summer comes
always
You're too over-sensitive
that's the charge
Any criticism starts
to loom too large
Caution to the winds
throw it, throw it
Don't cash in your dreams
or you will blow it
Your resolution's weak
but we're not all damned
The future's not so bleak
in this wasteland
when...
Always, always
Summer comes
always..
Failing to see the man in the mirror would be limiting to feel, smell, hear, taste and all senses combined let alone what the heart can read or do. how unfortunate to the spirit...
Last call for snowboarding this season. I'm going to Stratton, VT next saturday again. If interested than holler.
I work all weekend... :(