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Just How I Feel, Pt. 2One day, Confucius was out for a walk with his disciplesAnd he saw an old man fall into a big mountain stream And thought, "Alas, he is sick and old and tired of life and he is making off with himself" For below where the point where he fell in was an enormous cataract And then, uh, rocks and rapids underneath But suddenly, the old man appeared way down below the rapids He crawled out of the stream, and went strolling along the banks Confucius was amazed And he immediately sent a disciple to run after the old man so that he could talk to him He said, "Sir, I thought you were about to make away with yourself But I see now that you must be a spirit" And he said, "No, I'm not a spirit, I'm just a perfectly human being." "Well, then how did you survive the cataract?" He said, in no special way, "I just went in with a swirl and came up with a whirl" "I did nothing, I simply adapted myself to the nature of the world" And so in the same way, we have, he'd connected with the Daoist And Zen, early zen traditions Many instances of famous monks who were quite mad On the announcement for this series of workshops and seminars There is a drawing of Hanshan And he and his companion, Shide As the Japanese say, "Kanzan and Jittoku" They were two mountain hermits Who are favorite subjects of Zen artists This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine Even if I die I'm, I'm gonna let it shine Let it shine I will try not to acquiesce to the idealism I built in my head Consumed by an inaugural address in the corner of a concrete room with bittersweet lateral grooves The remnants of this commencement dissipate through the trees and a forest leading to the fountain of life Where we'll lose a fight when the continuum of life ceases to simply comply with the energy we occupy 'Cause when we're alive it's connected to our thoughts Which means the energy can be connected to our love or our hope And when we finally choke The energy will move on and our swan song will simply be an echo So we can let go Hey John, this is a poem idea I have I don't know if I've fleshed it out enough I don't know if I'm saying more than I should Without understanding it completely but I want you to hear this God is a camera and if you're not ready to show everything on camera Then you should be — you should not be in the scene I wanna be something, but I don't want to feel the weight of accepting responsibility So I don't drive down the roads where my dead friends used to live I don't drive by the house where my innocence died as a kid I was supposed to be at the Church of Christ, not the Church of Vices But now I'm afraid to love someone who isn't like this So I changed the radio station when they played the new Eminem featuring Ed Sheeran 'Cause I don't need another white pop star collaboration to define my generation Forgive me, friends, I created this world in my head I'm sorry you have to live with it Nah, scratch that Forgive me, friends, I'm selfish [?] Call me back buddy Bye |