Humanity has been sleeping—and still sleeps—lulled within the narrowly confining joys of its little closed loves. In the depths of the human multitude there slumbers an immense spiritual power which will manifest itself only when we have learnt how to break through the dividing walls of our egoism and raise ourselves up to an entirely new perspective, so that habitually and in a practical fashion we fix our gaze on the universal realities.
lying in the bed at night
feeling like i’m somebody else
my thoughts inside my head get lost inside the haunted house everyone i used to know left their dreams by the door
i accidentally kick ’em that’s how i can tell you’re still not sure
and all the walls we build they rise and they fall
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off highway 56 on route to Drumheller, Alberta ~ August 2016
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