Wednesday, July 30, 2003

A tightness in my chest, not really a tightness at all
It radiates out, flowing and oozing its way through my body
Confusion
Pain
Wonder
Why? WHY? WHY!?!
This doesn't make sense, this doesn't compute
How? How could this happen?
So lonely in this pain, so devastated by its touch
Its not this moment, or the next, or the first
It is the moment.
The moment that encompasses all of that pain
All of that wonder
It is every moment and it is one

Standing in the kitchen, staring out the window
At the cold, dark rain toppling towards the earth
Disconnected....
I don't understand......
it doesn't make sense
it doesn't make sense
it doesn't make sense
itdoesntmakesenseitdoesntmakesense
ITDOESNTMAKESENSE
...................

Why this pain? Why do we choose this?
Why do we hurt each other, why do we steal our souls?
Why do we destroy other's?
Jewish
Gay
Different
Religion
Fear

empty, its all so fucking empty....

We're all so fucking empty.........

We fill ourselves up with jobs and money and sex and drugs and this and that and your momma and all that jazz
We try and fix everyone else and everyone else and everyone else.........

Look in the mirror my friends, look in that fucking mirror
And you'll see you're empty.

Shit.

You're not empty...
I just think I am.

Sometimes its just this feeling,
Its just this moment taking over, this moment taking over...
It gets in you, it invades you it gets in your chest in your heart and you just feel so damn empty and that god damned emptiness spreads it swallows it takes you up and spits you out and it radiates, it fucken’ radiates

WHY?

Why is different bad? Why is the yin so god damned linked to that yang?
Why do we keep going back to that darkness when we can choose light?
Why?

Balance. Learning. Understanding. Yin and the Yang.
Sometimes I think everything I believe is complete shit.

Its not though. It makes sense. I can choose.

A tightness in my chest, not really a tightness at all
It relaxes slowly, releasing and letting itself go out of my body
Simplicity
Clarity
Wonder
I am. I AM. I AM!!!
This doesn't make sense, this doesn't compute
How? How could this happen?
It doesn't matter, it simply is
Its not this moment, or the next, or the first
It is the moment.
The moment that encompasses all that is
All of that wonder
It is every moment and it is one.

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