Things in life can be easy and effortless. The world, your daily errands and life can be simple if you choose it to be because that is a personal decision and naturally it can be yours too. There are many ways you can say that same sentence and it can mean an unlimited amount of things depending on your own personal views. This is why two eye witnesses can have an entirely different view of the same exact incident.
Many masters say to tread lightly on truth as some are not ready to hear those words and this truth can shatter a person from their very foundation. Even if they dismiss what you say, the observation of these truth's will not allow that person to be the same after these philosophical question is asked with in themselves.
Why are you here?
What is the meaning of life?
What is living all about?
A true Master has spoken about this subject very eloquently and even if you do not agree with this New Thought Movement, you cannot argue with this man’s success. I am speaking of the highly enlightened George Harrison formerly of the Beatles. In his song the "Art of Dying" and he puts it the best way a person can possibly put it.
George gets New Thought in a way that very few did. He saw past physicality and saw past what many call reality. This is all about becoming better and evolving as spirits. Doing it over and over again to gain a higher consciousness through an eternal dance of Love and living.
The lyrics to this classic are below along with a link to the song. Enjoy a master doing what he does best, being himself. Thank you George for all the inspiration and living the way you did. You have spread so much Joy which will carry on for countless ions. Bravo George!
The Art of Dying
by George Harrision
There'll come a time when all of us must leave here
Then nothing sister Mary can do
Will keep me here with you
As nothing in this life that I've been trying
Could equal or surpass the art of dying
Do you believe me?
There'll come a time when all your hopes are fading
When things that seemed so very plain
Become an awful pain
Searching for the truth among the lying
And answered when you've learned the art of dying
But you're still with me
But if you want it
Then you must find it
But when you have it
There'll be no need for it
There'll come a time when most of us return here
Brought back by our desire to be
A perfect entity
Living through a million years of crying
Until you've realized the Art of Dying
Do you believe me?
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