Random good quotes

Thanks Meliali, good one! Important stuff to remember these days.

 

Rolling Home
Peter, Paul and Mary - (Eric Andersen)

Truth, with all its far out schemes,
Lets time decide what it should mean;
It's not the time but just the dreams that die.
And sometimes when the room is still,
Time with so much truth to kill,
Leaves you by the window sill so tied
Without a wing, to take you high,
Without a clue to tell you why.

Now, I just want to keep my name,
not bother anybody's game
Without ideas of gold or fame
or insane heights.
I don't want a lot of money,
I don't want a Playboy Bunny,
Just a love to call me honey late at night,
In my arms, by my side,
in my arms late at night.

But I don't know, I ain't been told,
Ev'rybody wants a hand to hold.
They're so afraid of being old,
So scared of dying, so unknown
And so alone, rollin' home.

Well, I see the ones who crawl like moles,
who for a front would trade their souls,
A broken mirror is the only hole for them;
And for you who’d exchange yourselves,
just to be somebody else,
Pretending things you never felt or meant;
Hey, you don't live what you defend,
You can't give so you just bend.

Now if you care what people think,
Like they supplied some missing link;
They'll just stand back
and watch you sink so slow.
They who’d help you to decide,
They'll only take you for a ride,
After which they'll try and hide the fact
that they don't know
What you should do,
where you should go,
What you should do,
where you should go...

But I don't know, I ain't been told,
Ev'rybody wants a hand to hold.
They're so afraid of being old,
So scared of dying, so unknown
And so alone, rollin' home.

There's nothing big I want to prove,
No mountains that I need to move,
Or even claim what's right or true for you.
My sights, my songs are slightly charred,
You might think they miss their mark,
But things are only what they are and nothing new
But for me, I think they'll do,
But for me, I think they'll do.

Well, I can see a king and queen,
a beggar falling at my feet;
They all must see the same sad dreams at night;
Futility and senseless war,
pit the rich against the poor,
While cause is buried long before the fight
For what was wrong,
for what was right,
It's just the strong,
who ever say what's right.

But I don't know, I ain't been told,
Ev'rybody wants a hand to hold.
They're so afraid of being old,
So scared of dying, so unknown
And so alone, rollin' home....rollin’ home...


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Here's something from a really wise old hippie.

It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)


Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proves to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows their minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.

- Bob Dylan

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To truly achieve beauty, change how you see before you change how you look.

 

Free Wheelin Franklyn says, " Dope will get you through times of no money better than money will get you through times of no dope"

 

Never unkindly criticize, find fault, abuse, or blame anyone either to their face or behind their back. Never hurt the feelings of anyone, man or animal. Never let a harsh or unkind word escape from your lips, But speak always words of love, truth and kindness. Is it true, is it necessary, is it kind? (Buddha)

 

The secret of happiness is to let go and be good to all your peer humans, for we are all part of a single universal oneness. and injecting good will and happiness into the field is the way to respecting your inner self. Trying to control others and your environments is buying into the ego's trick to make you believe that it is the only way to be happy, whereas making peace with the fact that you cannot control others and that your must live a life of love and good health is the way, and that your inner child has known since the beginning. It just forgot after being exposed to so many modern world distractions.

 

Try to earn what lovers own - Kenny Loggins

 

You know it makes sense

 

"Been down so long it looks like up to me" Guess who said this in the 60's?

 

"It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society."

 

“Chaos is what we've lost touch with. This is why it is given a bad name. It is feared by the dominant archetype of our world, which is Ego, which clenches because its existance is defined in terms of control.”
~Terence Mckenna~

 

An artist's expression is his soul made apparent, his schooling, as well as his "cool" being exhibited. Behind every motion, the music of is soul is made visible. Otherwise, his motion is empty, and empty motion is like an empty word - no meaning

Bruce Lee

 

"You will only be absolutely free when you want to be," Frank Zappa.

Stay Brown,
Rev J

 

Sex is like Pizza... when its good, its good...and when its bad, its still kind of good...

-me

 

The real act of discovery consists not in finding new lands,but in seeing with new eyes.(Marcel Proust)

 

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"The day shall not be up so soon as I, To try the fair adventure of tomorrow." William Shakespeare

 

"Better to be alone, a Fool on the Hill than within a crowd of ignorance" = MeThinks

 

"Altruism is the cure for this world"

Dalai Lama