Reflecting Whatever

Excerpted from  Intuitive Awareness

By Ajahn Sumedho

Consciousness is like a mirror; it reflects. A mirror reflects – it doesn’t just reflect the beautiful or the ugly. If you really look into a mirror, it’s reflecting whatever: the space, the neutrality, everything that is in front of it. Usually you can only notice the outstanding ones, the extremes of beauty or ugliness. But to awaken to the way it is, you’re not looking at the obvious, but recognising the subtlety behind the extremes of beauty and ugliness. The sound of silence is like a subtlety behind everything that you awaken to, because you don’t notice it usually if you’re seeking the extremes.

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One Headlight Lyrics

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The Wallflowers

From the album Bringing Down the Horse (1996)

So long ago, I dont remember when
Thats when they say I lost my only friend
Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
As I listened through the cemetery trees

I seen the sun comin up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
So I wondered how she hung around this place

Chorus:
Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
Theres got to be something better than
In the middle
But me & cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight

She said its cold
It feels like independence day
And I cant break away from this parade
But theres got to be an opening
Somewhere here in front of me
Through this maze of ugliness and greed
And I seen the sun up ahead
At the county line bridge
Sayin all theres good and nothingness is dead
Well run until shes out of breath
She ran until theres nothin left
She hit the end-its just her window ledge

(chorus)

Well this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesnt turn
Well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think Id like to watch it burn
Im so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I aint changed, but I know I aint the same
But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin dreams
I think her death it must be killin me

(chorus)

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