i can’t make anything
\nof why the brightest light fades
\nor how you slept a sleepless slumber
\nand through the rhythm of the timeless season
\nand you are the dark on my soul
\nand it’s your love that i steal
\nand you’re my cuts that won’t close
\nand this i’m certain
\nand this i’m certain
\nand this i’m certain
\ni don’t see anything
\nthrough all your worries
\nand the worst in people
\nand you’re the builder of your own high temple
\nand that’s the magic of your mind
\nand you’re the reason that i’m down
\nbut you’re the promise that i found
\nand you’re all that i got
\nwho’s the meanest
\nand who’s a genius
\nand who’s mine
\nand from the bed you lay and wonder
\nand from the morning come like thunder
\nit’s the downfall of your time
\nand you’re the dark of our home
\nbut still the home that i feel won’t let up
\nor let go
\nand this i’m certain
\nand this i’m certain<\/p>\n
-red house painters<\/p>\n
too much cable TV got me down. it was sorta a one two punch. silly love movies and then silly love songs like this. i try too hard to let her go without really feeling the lost. i recall reading a passage that touch me recently. it was about the dalai lama and how he even felt the lost of a love one. so the story goes that one of his elder disciples requested the dalai lama to teach him a particularly difficult sutra and he denied the monk’s request because he didn’t think the monk had the health require to learn the teaching. but then the monk commits sucicide and the dalai lama is greatly sadden to hear his dear friend had taken his life so that he can be reborn in order to learn the sutra. even though the dalai lama knows that the monk will be reborn and that it’s all part of the natural cycle. his grief is no less real. i think that’s the most difficult part of the path. even as the wisdom and heart expands through the pracitice, it seems inevitable that one feels great saddness as the wings of freedom are spread. if i had to charactize myself by two most notable traits, i think it would be my ablity to laugh and be sad. i don’t know where that came from but i think i need to meditate before i go crazy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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