Pink Floyd, "Wish You Were Here"Alıntı
"We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl, year after year Running over the same old ground What have we found? The same old fears."
Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here(Pulse Live)Müzik
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so, so you think you can tell
heaven from hell
blue skies from pain
can you tell a green field
from a cold steel rail?
a smile from a veil?
do you think you can tell?
did they get you to trade
your heroes for ghosts?
hot ashes for trees?
hot air for a cool breeze?
cold comfort for change?
did you exchange
a walk on part in the war
for a lead role in a cage?
how ı wish, how ı wish you were here
we're just two lost souls
swimming in a fish bowl
year after year
running over the same old ground
and how we found
the same old fears
wish you were here
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I find my mind thinking that truth can’t be taught. And yet I also feel that it can be learned. At first glance, this sounds contradictory. If it can’t be tought, how it can be learned!, what kind of learning is this?
Perhaps the issue isn’t truth itself but my readiness for it Maybe the real question is not “what is truth” but “Am I prepared to learn?
When I observe myself and humanity
I recognize these tendencies within...
There is a part of me doesn’t question, I move within routines, ı fulfill obligations,repeat, conversation, consume which is presented to me..
I rarely stop to ask, whether ı truly inquire.
Often my mind assume I know.However Do my mind really know? or Do I merely repeat inherited conclusions? If I believe I already know, why would I seek? Perhaps the more efficient way to avoid learning is to assume that I have already arrived. That thought unsettles me, it suggest that ı might be function rather than living!
Then there is another part of my mind that does inquire. I read, ı analyze, I compare philosophies, one theory exists me then disappoints, another appears profound then insufficient, I move from one framework to another. I ask myself: Am I genuinely searching? Am I intellectually entertaining myself?
Is engaging in theories a refined way of avoiding inner discover? When I claim to want truth, do I actually willing transformation or only delusion( stimulation )?
There are forms of learning my knowledge (oneself)(who ask question without judging) do not after me! I acquire knowledge (oneself) but I remain structurally the same. If truth something, fundamental, should it not disturb my foundation? If I remain intact and untouched, have I truly learned anything of consequence? Perhaps the issue is not the absence of
The person I am becoming,
There are parts of me, I don't show to the world. The queit fears, the hidden tears, the questions I ask at night. Sometimes I feel lost, but I keep moving forward anyway. Every challenge teaches me something about my strength. I am slowly becoming someone I am proud of.
Bôa - Duvet*Müzik
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and you don't seem to understand
a shame you seemed an honest man
and all the fears you hold so dear
will turn to whisper in your ear
and you know what they say might hurt you
and you know that it means so much
and you don't even feel a thing
i am falling, i am fading,
i have lost it all
and you don't seem the lying kind
a shame that i can read your mind
and all the things that i read there
candle-lit smile that we both share
and you know i don't mean to hurt you
but you know that it means so much
and you don't even feel a thing
i am falling, i am fading, i am drowning,
help me to breathe
i am hurting, i have lost it all
i am losing
help me to breathe