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  • Taigu
    Blue Mountain White Clouds Hermitage Priest
    • Aug 2008
    • 2710

    Western Dharma

    Just found and old favourite song of mine...

    I close my eyesonly for a momentand the moments goneall my dreamspass before my eyes in curiositydust in the wind,all they are is dust in the wind Same old s...



    and some thirty years later, a bit more dusty, but well, just great...

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    I close my eyes
    only for a moment
    and the moments gone
    all my dreams
    pass before my eyes in curiosity
    dust in the wind,
    all they are is dust in the wind

    Same old song,
    just a drop of water
    in an endless sea
    all we do,
    crumbles to the ground
    though we refuse to see
    dust in the wind,
    all we are is dust in the wind

    Don't hang on
    nothing lasts forever
    but the earth and sky
    it slips away
    and all your money,
    won't another minute buy

    Dust in the wind
    all we are is dust in the wind
    dust in the wind
    everithing is dust in the wind
    dust in the wind


    Just one side of the coin but so damn right.


    gassho


    Taigu
  • Omoi Otoshi
    Member
    • Dec 2010
    • 801

    #2
    Thank you Taigu,

    Here's a favourite poem of mine on the same theme:

    An inspirational movie by TheLightBeyond.com for people grieving the loss of a loved one, based on the sympathy poem Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep. It ai...


    I just listened to it and made me cry. Tonight I dedicated my sitting to the parents of a 14-year-old boy who died.

    Gassho,
    Pontus
    In a spring outside time, flowers bloom on a withered tree;
    you ride a jade elephant backwards, chasing the winged dragon-deer;
    now as you hide far beyond innumerable peaks--
    the white moon, a cool breeze, the dawn of a fortunate day

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    • Mp

      #3
      Originally posted by Taigu
      Just found and old favourite song of mine...

      I close my eyesonly for a momentand the moments goneall my dreamspass before my eyes in curiositydust in the wind,all they are is dust in the wind Same old s...



      and some thirty years later, a bit more dusty, but well, just great...

      Enjoy the videos and music you love, upload original content, and share it all with friends, family, and the world on YouTube.




      I close my eyes
      only for a moment
      and the moments gone
      all my dreams
      pass before my eyes in curiosity
      dust in the wind,
      all they are is dust in the wind

      Same old song,
      just a drop of water
      in an endless sea
      all we do,
      crumbles to the ground
      though we refuse to see
      dust in the wind,
      all we are is dust in the wind

      Don't hang on
      nothing lasts forever
      but the earth and sky
      it slips away
      and all your money,
      won't another minute buy

      Dust in the wind
      all we are is dust in the wind
      dust in the wind
      everithing is dust in the wind
      dust in the wind


      Just one side of the coin but so damn right.


      gassho


      Taigu
      Beautiful Taigu ... this too is one of my all time favorites.

      Gassho
      Michael

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      • Myoshin

        #4
        It's so beautiful and tremendous, to admit that we are an illusion, or nothing in the absolute (even real in the relative). Sometimes my mind is scared with this idea.
        It sounds like Dogen if I don't misunderstand.

        Gassho

        Yang Hsin

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        • Geika
          Treeleaf Unsui
          • Jan 2010
          • 4980

          #5
          I love this song, too. I love how in the newer recording the crowd just went nuts hearing that familiar guitar opening.

          "And all your money won't another minute buy..." I like this line the most.

          I love it when the older, excellent artists get back on the road. Just saw Peter Gabriel, who is my absolute favorite musician, in on the eighth. Also saw him once before in 2002. Roger Waters still sounded every bit like himself when I saw him perform "The Wall" in December 2010. Neil Young smashed the crap out of a guitar with as much vigor as ever when I saw him in 2009. I am so grateful I have had an opportunity to see these artists live.

          Pontus, here is another poem along the same vein as the one you posted:

          Title: Away
          Author: James Whitcomb Riley

          "I cannot say, and I will not say
          That he is dead--. He is just away!

          "With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand
          He has wandered into an unknown land,

          "And left us dreaming how very fair
          It needs must be, since he lingers there.

          "And you-- O you, who the wildest yearn
          For the old-time step and the glad return--,

          "Think of him faring on, as dear
          In the love of There as the love of Here;

          "And loyal still, as he gave the blows
          Of his warrior-strength to his country's foes--.

          "Mild and gentle, as he was brave--,
          When the sweetest love of his life he gave

          "To simple things--: Where the violets grew
          Blue as the eyes they were likened to,

          "The touches of his hands have strayed
          As reverently as his lips have prayed:

          "When the little brown thrush that harshly chirred
          Was dear to him as the mocking-bird;

          "And he pitied as much as a man in pain
          A writhing honey-bee wet with rain--.

          "Think of him still as the same, I say:
          He is not dead-- he is just away!"
          求道芸化 Kyūdō Geika
          I am just a priest-in-training, please do not take anything I say as a teaching.

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          • Taigu
            Blue Mountain White Clouds Hermitage Priest
            • Aug 2008
            • 2710

            #6
            Well,Amelia, it seems we share the same love for Peter Gabriel s work...

            Gassho

            Taigu

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            • Geika
              Treeleaf Unsui
              • Jan 2010
              • 4980

              #7
              Originally posted by Taigu
              Well,Amelia, it seems we share the same love for Peter Gabriel s work...

              Gassho

              Taigu
              That's nice to know. Gassho

              "...No more miracles, loaves and fishes, been so busy with the
              washing of the dishes
              Reaction level's much too high - I can do without the stimuli

              "I'm living way beyond my ways and means, living in the
              zone of the inbetweens..."
              求道芸化 Kyūdō Geika
              I am just a priest-in-training, please do not take anything I say as a teaching.

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              • Kyonin
                Treeleaf Priest / Engineer
                • Oct 2010
                • 6742

                #8
                All we are is dust in the wind, indeed.

                Thank you, Taigu.

                Gashho,

                Kyonin
                Hondō Kyōnin
                奔道 協忍

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                • Shokai
                  Treeleaf Priest
                  • Mar 2009
                  • 6391

                  #9
                  I believe Carl Sagan said it was stardust
                  合掌,生開
                  gassho, Shokai

                  仁道 生開 / Jindo Shokai

                  "Open to life in a benevolent way"

                  https://sarushinzendo.wordpress.com/

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                  • Omoi Otoshi
                    Member
                    • Dec 2010
                    • 801

                    #10
                    Thank you Amelia!

                    /P
                    In a spring outside time, flowers bloom on a withered tree;
                    you ride a jade elephant backwards, chasing the winged dragon-deer;
                    now as you hide far beyond innumerable peaks--
                    the white moon, a cool breeze, the dawn of a fortunate day

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