There is another group that walk the streets in
They are always seeking the knowledge in books at local libraries.
They are walking because it is good for the health of the planet.
They wear simple cloths and seek no fame.
They are quiet and they pick up their trash.
They are polite and peaceful.
They work hard for a menial sustenance.
They are the new warriors for peace.
They look no different than the poor that walk the streets.
They see the poverty and are saddened.
They follow a good path that is well worn and hospitable.
Why is it that one man cannot see the world that he is living in and another man sees the world clearly?
If they walked side by side and did not speak would it make a difference?
And if they walked side by side and did speak, what would happen?
Would they understand each other or would they argue?
Could we teach another human being to see the world, as it is this moment?
I am standing in a room with my arms spread out; I am turning with the rhythm.
I am out in the yard and I am still turning with my arms spread out.
We are speaking, we are saying, we are alive.
I am alone at home, nothing important is happening, but it is happening.
What a statement.
We are speaking to our selves on these pages. Nobody needs to hear or see these words. These are the words that provide the meaning of life, the influence of the mind, the paved path of comma's and semicolons.
We pave our own path. We move on this planet. We decide what is peaceful or harmful, we make the choice?
We are speaking to our selves. Nobody needs to hear or see these words. These are the words that provide the meaning of life, the influence of the mind, the paved path of comma's and semicolons.
We did not have to repeat those words; we could have just reread the sentences.
Making sense is not important, life is important.
There is no pulpit, there is no church, there is only the moment in this day.
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