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Attachment sucks. Let go. Go Zen. |
LYRICS: Your day breaks, your mind aches/ You find that all her words of kindness linger on/ When she no longer needs you/
She wakes up, she makes up/ She takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry/ She no longer needs you/
And in her eyes, you see nothing/ No sign of love behind the tears/ Cried for no one/ A love that should have lasted years/ You want her, you need her/ And yet you don't believe her when she says her love is dead/ You think she needs you
And in her eyes you see nothing/ No sign of love behind the tears/ Cried for no one/ A love that should have lasted years/
You stay home, she goes out/ She says that long ago she knew someone/ But now he's gone, she doesn't need him/
Your day breaks, your mind aches/ There will be times when all the things she said will fill your head/ You won't forget her/
And in her eyes you see nothing/ No sign of love behind the tears/ Cried for no one/ A love that should have lasted years.
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Purify your heart, mind will follow. |
It's odd to miss someone, even if she's
in a better place now,
satori, out of this
samsara, this endless round of rebirth and suffering. Once upon a time, not so long ago, there was an Irish-American lass,
Maura "Soshin" O'Hollaran. Born in Boston, raised in Ireland, she became a formal Zen Buddhist nun -- and stuck it out. She succeeded, if by "
success" one means
kensho and
satori, which is to say, she woke up, became a Western "saint." We're only sleeping.
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