People let me tell you ’bout my best friend
He’s a warm hearted person who’ll love me ’til the end
People let me tell you bout my best friend
He’s a one boy cuddly toy, my up, my down, my pride and joy
Wonderful version. You can hear the fear and sadness drip off every lyric.
…If you didn’t smile today…you should…no matter the earth shattering events of the day. If you didn’t wake today and laugh at yourself in the mirror…you should…no matter the old carcass staring back at you. No matter the aches, the pains, the turmoil…truth is…it could always get and stay…worse.
Though I am a practicing Buddhist…emphasis on practicing…I have so far too go and many miles to walk before anything remotely close to Zen, Nirvana or centered-ness enters my body.
Therefore, as my mother once put it, I will always seek willful solace. A spirit in search of bliss combined with an unattached state. Perfection will elude those who believe that words and material things are the end all. Only those who are willing to walk for the sake of walking…seek for the sake of seeking…will survive.
And, of course, to some it just comes naturally…And, those are the one’s to which I surround myself. Evermore seeking to BE beyond an end to a means.
Never send a human for some…Zen…they’ll come back with a bag from Wal-mart!