What are you listening to?
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Hi_Henry
The Living Force
I have to admit that when I listen to music I don't concentrate on the lyrics or what may be the meaning behind them. After reading the following tweet and then listening closely to the Fleetwood Mac song "Dreams" I must say, WOW. Of course there are many directions in which one could take the interpretation of the words but nevertheless it's a very interesting song.
Rummage around CMelonhead account because he has some very informative tweets. To each his own taste, obviously.
Rummage around CMelonhead account because he has some very informative tweets. To each his own taste, obviously.
C
Cleopatre VII
Guest
Baroque Music for Relax - History of Baroque Music.
Henchman 21
Jedi Master
For all the parents out there.
unkl brws
Dagobah Resident
Jethro Tull - "The Zealot Gene"
Half of us are in the apple
Half of us are in the pie
All of us are in the pudding
When the last bus has gone by
Someone has to take the high road
Someone has to make the bed
No-one has the right to tell you
To lie down when all is said
The black and white, the stereotype
The polarising pitch at play
While some of us sit in between
Interminable shades of grey
No need to walk the tightrope
Set out on that great divide
The balance scales may tremble
But the featherweights are on our side
Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline
The populist with dark appeal
The pandering to hate
Which xenophobic scaremongers
Deliver on a plate
To tame the pangs of hunger
And satisfy the lust
Slave to ideology
Moderation bites the dust
Bee buzzing in your bonnet
And a wasp right up the bum
A V-8 under hood
A cocked hammer under thumb
Ear-splitting twitter thunder
And a screaming banshee wail
You got too many opinions
And a tom cat by the tail
Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline
Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline
Half of us are in the apple
Half of us are in the pie
All of us are in the pudding
When the last bus has gone by
Someone has to take the high road
Someone has to make the bed
No-one has the right to tell you
To lie down when all is said
The black and white, the stereotype
The polarising pitch at play
While some of us sit in between
Interminable shades of grey
No need to walk the tightrope
Set out on that great divide
The balance scales may tremble
But the featherweights are on our side
Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline
Half of us are in the apple
Half of us are in the pie
All of us are in the pudding
When the last bus has gone by
Someone has to take the high road
Someone has to make the bed
No-one has the right to tell you
To lie down when all is said
The black and white, the stereotype
The polarising pitch at play
While some of us sit in between
Interminable shades of grey
No need to walk the tightrope
Set out on that great divide
The balance scales may tremble
But the featherweights are on our side
Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline
The populist with dark appeal
The pandering to hate
Which xenophobic scaremongers
Deliver on a plate
To tame the pangs of hunger
And satisfy the lust
Slave to ideology
Moderation bites the dust
Bee buzzing in your bonnet
And a wasp right up the bum
A V-8 under hood
A cocked hammer under thumb
Ear-splitting twitter thunder
And a screaming banshee wail
You got too many opinions
And a tom cat by the tail
Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline
Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline
Half of us are in the apple
Half of us are in the pie
All of us are in the pudding
When the last bus has gone by
Someone has to take the high road
Someone has to make the bed
No-one has the right to tell you
To lie down when all is said
The black and white, the stereotype
The polarising pitch at play
While some of us sit in between
Interminable shades of grey
No need to walk the tightrope
Set out on that great divide
The balance scales may tremble
But the featherweights are on our side
Carrying the Zealot gene
Right or left, no in between
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
Naked flame near gasoline
C
Cleopatre VII
Guest
Relaxing music.
Metrist
The Living Force
Through Love مولانا RUMI
Some quotes shared from the comments on the video that I've read for the first time. They deeply resonate with me:
“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.” ― Rumi
"Stop acting small, you are the universe in ecstatic motion" - Rumi
“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.” -Rumi
“Never lose hope, my dear heart, miracles dwell in the invisible.” -Rumi
"Let the beauty of what you love, be what you do" - Rumi
"Slowly, slowly, o Mind. Everything in its own pace happens. The Gardener may water with a hundred buckets, fruit arrives only in its season." - Rumi
“When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.” ― Rumi
"To find the beloved, you must become the beloved"- Rumi
