Didgeridoo

 

 

I am the landscape

I am you

You are me

 

I am inside you

You are inside me

 

I play a part like an actor

I pretend I am not the universe

Expressing its self

“Many good things I have shown you from the father and for which of these do you stone me”

 

 

“Split the rock and I am their”

“Here is the secret of Tibetan Buddhist

Some branches are long and some are short”

Watch the tree is the breeze it sings the same song you do

 

You sing it all the time

But you cannot hear yourself

This is sin of madness of not lobotomizing yourself

Citizen

No this is it

This is it

This is it

It’s you

It’s you

Your deeper self civilization is not you

It wants to define you but is too limited

 

Live

 

Can you live without the land?

Can you live without air and water?

You have had the truth educated out of you

Education is a lie nothing but an out of date operating system and conformity trap a game of reward and punishment

 

A carrot and a stick

 

Conformity is death

To die is to live

Die to yourself but keep on breathing

Whose ego are you serving?

Is it serving you or killing you

And everything you love

Concepts only form one way of thinking

It creates Maya , you create Maya for yourself

Are grains, and roofs and peace its self worth?

You not living

Watching your planet die

And for what an idea

The idea that we are in charge

Not part of the earth

That your mind and body are not one

You live in Pluto’s cave the TV is the projection on the wall

You are the landscape and the landscape breaths breathes with it

Live and be free

Or die thinking beta is alpha to Omega

Either way I love you