I was 15 or 16 years old, used to being alone a lot. I spent a lot of time on the floor between my bed and the wall in a narrow corridor with a small TV at the end and my guitar and amp in the middle. I was usually there playing songs over and over or watching TV late...
What did I achieve from suffering?
What did I learn from pain?
Through all my searching and questioning
I realized that life is a mental game
You evolve as you lose
You improve as you win
You gain clarity when you choose
To see things from their end
I follow signs and I...
Palms placated on lotused legs
Breathing so as not to disturb the air
The Man under the tree
Is just sitting there
While the world waits
As destiny descends on his face
A soft golden glow emanates
His Confusion disappears by grace
Wisdom takes its...