when there's constant forward motion
and part of me wants to stop and smell the roses
but it gets pulled along like a child in a grocery store by the tempo of life
today i have left room for reflection. morning meditation by the giant resting buddah in beaverton gave me a moment to appreciate this present moment and all the beautiful things in my life. i still fear my own ways, but really if i stick to living by right mind/right action there is nothing to fear. i guess i've always been attracted to being a little "bad" for some reason. it's a romantic idea, you know, the bad boy guitar player, living a little on the edge with the soul of a gypsy. but now what i want to do is redirect that romantic notion into art- live a good life fueled by right action and right mind, but still be free to create with the wild wreckless energy.
HAHAHAHAHA!! seems life a freakin' great idea to me.
onward we roll, me and my posse of tiny beautiful blonde people. onward, through the forrest and over the mountains. past the flatlands and through the cities, over the bridges and onward still, over the rolling foothils and through the fertile groves, along the cliffs and towards the sea, and life will again be forever changed- no looking back- another time, another place, another dimension. another form of realilty- or illusion if you like, because really i have lost touch with what is reality and what is illusion. everything is nothing. we are all everything. the very tiny void space in molecules is the exact same as the space that fills the galaxies. being in this present condition- being in the body of a man- just one tiny speck in time and space, my worth is that of a single drop of rain. or a single ray of warmth.
and the warm sun feels pretty nice today.
onward!!
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