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Over the past five years I have found myself thrust into a community of religious people who don't seem to think that I am entitled to the same rights and dignities that they are. Having always expected to receive the same respect I give others, I have found this community's attitude both startling and perplexing. How can a community dedicated to god's work also be so determined to make sure that god's work is in keeping with their own personal needs and beliefs? It has been a good experience for me in a way, because I've learned many mental gymnastics from these folks, that I wouldn't have otherwise had the opportunity to enjoy. Any learning experience is a good one, right? In any case, because I found myself in the midst of this, I've also had to consider my attitudes towards others, and hold these attitudes up to the light for examination. Also a good and ongoing exercise! High Horses is a call to examination of ones' ongoing personal growth as well as a yearning for the spiritual evolution. each and every one of us was born to be dreamers and dancers and poets and lovers of beauty so why are we all not dreaming dancers? when did we become the earth's cancer? who can provide us with these answers? I'm just asking... wouldn't it be wonderful to wake up in the morning without fear? to jump up singing and shouting ' I'm so lucky to be here"? but there's always something heavey on our minds some corporate greedy devil stealing time oh, and too much religion makes us blind... I'm dreaming of a spiritual evolution I'm dreaming of the way it should be when we stop dragging our knuckles on the ground and grow up out of this moral playground and spread a little love spread a little love around get up off of our high horses and spread a little love around... doodoodoo There's a snapping, crackling tension running crazy down the line there's witches reading water and wise men idly waiting for a sign. but how much waiting can we excuse? there's a price for always thinking win or lose... there's really only one path we can choose... I'm dreaming of a spiritual evolution I'm dreaming of the way it should be when we stop dragging our knuckles on the ground and grow up out of this moral playground and spread a little love spread a little love around get up off of our high horses and spread a little love around... doodoodoo |
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