Cole's High School (of fish)

There are these things, these reoccurring metaphors that really seem to be expressing the point. They come around for a few days at a time, sometimes more and sometimes less. Sometimes they relate to things that swelled up years ago or weeks ago or sometimes, sometimes, to times before I was born. Those are hard to detect of course, but they are detectable nonetheless. My skill at doing so is arbitrary, but I’m getting better. I’m getting better aren’t I?

I met a man named Bill Cornelius tonight and he told me that Jesus was going to come knock on my door. I told him I think he’s already come but he has the same knock as the Buddha and we got into a discussion. He assured me that Jesus said “I am the way, I am the light, I am the truth…” in the scriptures somewhere, and because of that it must mean he is the one, the only one and the only way. I assured him I have profound respect for Jesus, but what about them having the same knocks? It was interesting. I reminded him the I Ching and the Tao are all about the Way too. In fact the Tao translates as the Way, but overlap wasn’t really an option for him, and I guess he made a case for simplicity sake. He seemed very smart, and its true when you cut to the chase of it Jesus really was the man and through him you can attain enlightenment, or live as good as you want to surrender. He is indeed one of the few ways for certain to learn how to unconditionally love…
It was interesting because I talked a lot because I ramble like I do and he was reposed and kept to his point. I wasn’t really pressing him and I didn’t really disagree with anything he ways saying, it was just within a limited context. Hmm, I guess that’s what it is, the part people don’t see without the book, which is just the limited context of any given situation. That’s not too big of a problem though because we can know without knowing all the reasons why.
It was as if I’ve been exposed to too many paths, and the arbitrariness of two Only paths existing stumbles me, though I know it shouldn’t


Wisdom
1. Stare it in the face.
2. It comes out just a little bit at a time but its intense.

Been on the road till tomorrow
Been through the joy and the sorrow
Been through the mud, steered through the flood
But I still got a long way to go…

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A Better Man
Sam Bush

Sitting here in my problems
What am I gonna do now?
Am I gonna make it
Some way some how?
Well maybe im not supposed to know
Maybe I’m supposed to cry
And if nobody ever knows the way I feel
That’ll be alright, that’ll be ok
Cause I’m gonna make this world a better place
I’m keep that smile on my face
I’m gonna teach my self how to understand
Gonna make myself a better man.

Lighting out my window
Climbing up the walls
Is anybody gonna save me
Are they gonna let me fall?
I don’t really want to know
I just hold on the best I can
And if I fall down ill just get back up
And it’ll be alright, it’ll be ok.

Cause I’m gonna make this world a better place
I’m keep that smile on my face
I’m gonna teach my self how to understand
Gonna make myself a better man.

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These are the types of experiences I want to be having. What is it about that really good feeling?

THE IMAGE I HOLD IN MY MIND IS THE IMAGE THROUGH WHICH I ACT. THERE IS NO SUBJECT AND OBJECT SEPERATION. THIS WHOLE WORLD OF FORMS IS LESS THAN REAL. IF EVERYONE BELIEVED THAT THAT WOULD BE BELIEVABLE. IF THE GREEKS HADN’T forced forms then the west wouldn’t be away from the east. Duality is the mythos, the madness of it all. It all comes so nice and slow when its sweet…

It’s just over there, just over that summit, then it’s on your way down for another year. No not down, because you want to go up, so you just know that down is up and roll on with the metaphor.

Its raining and its moist and its great. People are good here, this is a good palace. 06 is a big year to be strong. Stay on the track. Love the way.

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Crosseyed and Painless
Talking Heads
(cheese covered this last night, how appropriate)

Lost my shape, Tryin' to act casual!
Can't stop, I might end up in the hospital
Changin' my shape, I feel like an accident
They're back! To explain their experience

Isn't it weird, Looks too obscure to me
Wasting away, That was their policy

I'm ready to leave, I push the facts in front of me
Facts lost Ya, facts are never what they seem to be
There's nothing there! No information left of any kind
LLLifting my head L'L'Looking for danger signs

There was a line, There was a formula
Sharp as a knife, Facts cut a hole in us

I'm still waiting I..I..I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting I..I..I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting I..I..I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting I..I..I'm still waiting

The feeling returns, Whenever we close our eyes
Lifting my head looking around inside

The island of doubt, It's like the taste of medicine
Working by hindsight, Got the message from the oxygen
M'M'Making a list, Find the cost of opportunity
Doing it right, Facts are useful in emergencies

The feeling returns Whenever we close out eyes
Lifting my head Looking around inside.

Facts are simple and facts are straight
Facts are lazy and facts are late
Facts all come with points of view
Facts don't do what I want them to
Facts just twist the truth around
Facts are living turned inside out
Facts are getting the best of them
Facts are nothing on the face of things

I'm still waiting I..I..I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting I..I..I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting I..I..I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting I..I..I'm still waiting