| Lyrics: | (DeGarmoTate)
When I asked him,
he described a thousand lifetimes.
At each turn, a hint
of what one still must learn.
Now I've read the thoughts of philosophers,
the words of
liars, who say that underneath I'm worthless.
Incomplete?
Some one said we live our
lives in between the extremes.
Is the art of life discipline?
Is that the sweet
mystery?
The art of life is ...
without rushing, without faltering we push it as far as
we can.
Observe with patience.
Free your mind.
Efficiency, control.
To develop
the form starts with acceptance,
then submission to the goal.
Some one said somewhere
we live our lives in between the extremes.
Is the art of life discipline?
Is that the
sweetest mystery?
The art of life is ...
without rushing, without faltering, unraveling
the secrets of knowledge.
We must challenge and defeat our four natural
enemies;
Fear.
Clarity of mind.
Power and the desire to rest. |
