Rend the label from the garment, stare at the cosmic radio like it was one giant jukebox and inside was your song, just waiting for you to drop your last spiritual nickel at the right moment to hear it play. Getting on the carpet and riding without fear or compass is neither a question or a quest but the face of is. And is, is. Isn’t it?
I mean the name by the way, not the practice, I am really serious when meditating, I try really hard to concentrate on the breath, I try so hard I hold it in and get a headache. So yeah.
Rend the label from the garment, stare at the cosmic radio like it was one giant jukebox and inside was your song, just waiting for you to drop your last spiritual nickel at the right moment to hear it play. Getting on the carpet and riding without fear or compass is neither a question or a quest but the face of is. And is, is. Isn’t it?
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It’s a game we designed and up to us to enjoy.
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Excellent phrase
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Thank You!
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Reblogged this on Still Another Writer's Blog.
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Thank You! 🙂
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You are welcome!
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Gratitude 🙏🏻
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I call myself a Buddhist, but don’t take it seriously pahaha
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I mean the name by the way, not the practice, I am really serious when meditating, I try really hard to concentrate on the breath, I try so hard I hold it in and get a headache. So yeah.
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All Buddhists should do the same, haha!
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