We are so full of crap. Sometimes we think before we speak, but most of the times we don't. We can't understand ourselves. Sometimes we think we do, but then we find something new, and yet we try to judge others. We close our eyes with our own hands, and blame others for blinding us. We sing and dance to the same old tunes and complain about the lack of opportunities around. We skip the pages meant to be read, and yet write reviews. We slip into the darkness, and condemn the devil for our scars. We do this, and we do that to feel alive, but deep inside all we want to do is to die.
For just once let us step aside. Take a deep breath and think. Think nothing. Feel the void. And let us take a leap of faith. Do what we feel like doing. Sing the song our soul dances to. Run through the forest of creation. Dive into the pool of satisfaction. And ride into the grandeur of the setting sun.
For just once. Let us be not what we are meant to be, or what they want us to be, but what we like to be.
For just once. Let us be ourselves, and feel free. Feel the responsibility of being ourselves, and not blame anyone or anything for making us what we are, or complain about things we can't see.
"If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, here lived a great street sweeper that did his job well."--
Martin Luther King
Peace ..",
P.S. : Happy Birthday Niels Bohr. You really helped me get a feel of this illusion.
Music : Led Zeppelin : White Summer/Black Mountain side.
The studio version of Black Mountain side has a tabla playing with Page
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For just once let us step aside. Take a deep breath and think. Think nothing. Feel the void. And let us take a leap of faith. Do what we feel like doing. Sing the song our soul dances to. Run through the forest of creation. Dive into the pool of satisfaction. And ride into the grandeur of the setting sun.
For just once. Let us be not what we are meant to be, or what they want us to be, but what we like to be.
For just once. Let us be ourselves, and feel free. Feel the responsibility of being ourselves, and not blame anyone or anything for making us what we are, or complain about things we can't see.
"If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, here lived a great street sweeper that did his job well."--
Martin Luther King
Peace ..",
P.S. : Happy Birthday Niels Bohr. You really helped me get a feel of this illusion.
Music : Led Zeppelin : White Summer/Black Mountain side.
The studio version of Black Mountain side has a tabla playing with Page
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