Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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til the self we find
for our home of smiles, seems contingent these stars and many many miles running til the self we find , weaving and winding through the loving blind, hoping we make it back to our loving kind as we watch us come and go , back to the energy flow, we and our mysteries in rhyme…
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dreams of what now
weather report sweet time in decay through the light in darkness shown the way. this time confining my soul , can I run and play to be me, to grow to who I might be. it took daily bread to understand in tune , an at one peace in a heavenly womb. surrounded by music…
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know one left behind
We’re not looking back, we ride this wind for the force within. We will stumble and roll, like Stone terms written of our soul For each day I run, behind bars love Reaches for the Sun, be grateful for this fun. the Love Lost life is so far behind, need I say it, outshined !…
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roads beside
This Great Adventure within, blended energy of where we have been. Just some food for thought on this common way to go..from the river to the show heaven and hell of what we’ve seen, to Gajumaru in fields of green going down the road to ripple is the great wind , from within is where…
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onwind
this day is everything that we will ever know and on with the show! stand in the day of what you have aloud, this music, Love, and laughter that surrounds the crowd. now you play it strong and play it true, we are dancing in the joys surrounding you!
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I soulute
Music and Love can’t explain ? Let’s try and try and try again Let it be written and let it be written a million times, every song like a Bell that chimes over and over here it clear , through a dew drop or 30,000 in cheer, ringing it loud, ringing it now, ringing it…
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this is what
why to follow this rhythm what can I say, i run towards love every day now this can be tricky to say the least since love so popular used of most at feast so many run when the light shines down, soon after the preaching is done by the down stay straight with the self,…
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go2you
flow with the mother, to each their own tree Walk now so free, walk now you know, through music does this love flow Watch now listen to my dance, this love is of joy not a mistaken last chance, and more than a fashion caught in a glance Don’t look back, what will you find,…
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remembering the heart of the matter..
the music I listen to turned into a more deep connection to my own spiritual growth and a seeking of the truth in my own way and a type self therapy . the music I listen to is relatable to my spiritual growth, not by intention, but in synchronicity taking me further down this road.…
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my little wing,,
as I listen to ‘joy of my life’ by Chris Stapleton, i’ll always have the memory of singing it to you, every time I hear it I’ll be thinking of these times of you my dear. As you sit in the other room howling and making your silly beautiful sounds, i embrace every moment because…
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