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The present
Life is a game
Some people know cheats
The present is a gift and
Some people keep the receipts
Days don't play out like Sit-Coms
Apart from all the repeats
We have the power to move mountains
But no patience to sit upon the peaks
The spiritual mind is transparent
Societal mind is oblique
Light passes though me
I see
And then I speak
Yet I can go though my day-to-day
With out saying anything for weeks
Guess my thoughts are irrelevant
Unless there converted into tweets
Some people know cheats
The present is a gift and
Some people keep the receipts
Days don't play out like Sit-Coms
Apart from all the repeats
We have the power to move mountains
But no patience to sit upon the peaks
The spiritual mind is transparent
Societal mind is oblique
Light passes though me
I see
And then I speak
Yet I can go though my day-to-day
With out saying anything for weeks
Guess my thoughts are irrelevant
Unless there converted into tweets
Published 18th Nov 2013
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18th Nov 2013 2:10pm
Man, you said a mouthful when said, "Yet I can go though my day-to-day
With out saying anything for weeks
Guess my thoughts are irrelevant
Unless there converted into tweets." Now how true of a line is that? Very true indeed. Excellent!
With out saying anything for weeks
Guess my thoughts are irrelevant
Unless there converted into tweets." Now how true of a line is that? Very true indeed. Excellent!
30th Jan 2014 12:59pm
