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The Way Of All FleshAnything that has a shape will crumble away, disappearWe belong to the circle life of all creation We crawl, deny ourselves, refuse this evidence That we project our greatest fears on death and forget our power I want to live my life in close touch with the sacred Pacify disturbances of the mind, I face my own death Lower and lower is the pressure I can feel the parts of me collapsing one into the other Higher state of consciousness awaken I can see the light of this next world leading my soul reborn I find it hard to believe that this picture on the wall is everything I do understand all the prayers, life is so sharp, hurts so bad What does it mean to be dying, what if you take the guts and brain away? Is it this blood and heartbeat that you call life… |