Nothing is what it seems
Searching my head
For the words that you said
Tears filled my eyes
As we said our last goodbyes
The sad scene replays
Of you walking away
My body aches from mistakes
Betrayed by lust~
la la lala keep swimming glug glug glug
Let us now move all the way inside the other fish. Let us do the
impossible. Let us imagine, conceive, journey into where the other
fish is at home. We will need to leave behind us our separative egos
and pick them up later. This is intuitive territory and it's been a long
time since we've known our way there. But here we go anyway.
We are travelling through the threshold. It is thin and permeable.
Any and all worlds are here. We wander along their edges. Whichever
way we go, here we are, partaking of infinity. All sensations flood
through us. We are moving toward the place we are meant to go. This
journey has been unfolding for a long time. But we are starting to find
our way. The only remedy is to build up inner strength precisely where one
feels virtually helpless. she is so self-giving, even when she feels
there is nothing left to offer.
The infinite mystery is that many roads lead to the very same place.
All it takes is crazy perseverance to make each path yield
true fruits. You cannot go wrong. You can delay the inevitable. But
the destination is always luminously in view. together as one.