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I was working out yesterday afternoon, and this song came up on my iPod.  Funny thing.  I had never heard these words in reference to my spiritual life.  This time I did.

Although I don’t think there is some “they” out there acting like the boogeyman, we all have our “they” that we’re trying to combat.  It’s different for everyone.

And sometimes the “they” is our own inner turmoil.

What is it for you?

Jem’s “They.”

Who made up all the rules?
We follow them like fools,
Believe them to be true,
Don’t care to think them through.

I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry it’s like this
I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry we do this.

And it’s ironic too
‘Cause what we tend to do
Is act on what they say
And then it is that way.

I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry it’s like this
I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry we do this.

Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they possibly
Know all this?
Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they possibly
Know all this?

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it’s true
That ignorance is bliss?

Who are they?
Where are they?
How do they
Know all this?
I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry it’s like this

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it’s true
That ignorance is bliss?

And who are they?
Where are they?
How can they
Know all this?
I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry we do this.

[Post image: Abandoned church by Jascha400d on stock.xchng]

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The quote I live by

Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.
--Rainer Maria Rilke in Letters to a Young Poet

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