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Jun 19, 2009
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two movements, one design
so you've had enough
So
you've had
enough
neti neti
and the bliss is
wearing out
you're walking down
an unfamiliar road
and there is no turning back,
the road is disappearing behind
you with every step you take,
you're quite beautiful now,
you know,
your feet light as wings.
~~~~~~
when you think about it
when you think about it
you can't help thinking about it,
it's all you can do to muster up
the energy to stop thinking
but the thinking never stops,
it just draws your attention
like water inside a straw,
you suck in whatever it is
that pulls you, one direction and
not the other,
the light is green and you stop,
fall asleep at the wheel, wake up
and now you've caught in another dream,
you change your clothes, you change your lifetime
and you wander about the desert of your free association
you have given up your thoughts for another dream of
liberation and the shadow curls around your finger
as you point to your own demise.
So
you've had
enough
neti neti
and the bliss is
wearing out
you're walking down
an unfamiliar road
and there is no turning back,
the road is disappearing behind
you with every step you take,
you're quite beautiful now,
you know,
your feet light as wings.
~~~~~~
when you think about it
when you think about it
you can't help thinking about it,
it's all you can do to muster up
the energy to stop thinking
but the thinking never stops,
it just draws your attention
like water inside a straw,
you suck in whatever it is
that pulls you, one direction and
not the other,
the light is green and you stop,
fall asleep at the wheel, wake up
and now you've caught in another dream,
you change your clothes, you change your lifetime
and you wander about the desert of your free association
you have given up your thoughts for another dream of
liberation and the shadow curls around your finger
as you point to your own demise.
— Kailashana, Jun 19, 2009
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Critiques
weirdelf
16 years 11 months ago
the elegance of mathematical theory
Kailashana
16 years 11 months ago
Oh, I just have
Seren
16 years 11 months ago
Anna ….. Jesus woman you
Kailashana
16 years 11 months ago
You are the winds beneath my
Kailashana
16 years 11 months ago
You are the winds beneath my
Nordic cloud
16 years 11 months ago
Fascinating Anna of the ethereal thoughts
Kailashana
16 years 11 months ago
One smile deserves another,
Arrow
16 years 11 months ago
These are prayers, I think,
bjp
16 years 11 months ago
Dear Arrow,
Kailashana
16 years 11 months ago
It’s easy to be oneself.
Kailashana
16 years 11 months ago
It’s easy to be oneself.
bjp
16 years 11 months ago
Dear Anna,
Kailashana
16 years 11 months ago
I sometimes like my earlier