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Wednesday, June 21, 2006,10:21 AM
On the Shoulders of Giants
"It is different for every one. That crazy mind of yours holds its own greatest hidden treasure. Disect it and lay it all out daily." --Mama Tigre
Someday brothers. Someday we'll find our mountain side, our place to stand and scream our souls aloud. And once we find our place of peace and solace. We'll reflect upon this current time in our youthful life and understand (as I'm beginning to now) why. That as we begin to speak of things too great for us to speak of at such an early age, our tongues begin to swell, to muffle our words and prevent us from appearing as self righteous young pups who thought they understood life. When in fact, we'd only begun to live it. And as our tongues began to swell, the smartest of us retreated into the wilderness...Hiding our shame from those who would ridicule us, for thinking that we, as pups, could run with the pack and howl the poets cry. Until that time brothers, I hope we'll all swallow our pride and preimptive passions and be content as we suffice to whimper in our lonely dens.
The entire Mama Tigre text
"Great minds reflect on those that are gone. We feel enlightened by thier words."
"And connected to the surrealism of something that's past and we long for thier existance. It is natural."
"There is sanity, serenity within it."
"It seems as though they have uncovered the secret. But you will uncover that same secret in your life with the influence of great minds."
"It is different for every one. That crazy mind of yours holds its own greatest hidden treasure. Disect it and lay it all out daily."
Someday brothers. Someday we'll find our mountain side, our place to stand and scream our souls aloud. And once we find our place of peace and solace. We'll reflect upon this current time in our youthful life and understand (as I'm beginning to now) why. That as we begin to speak of things too great for us to speak of at such an early age, our tongues begin to swell, to muffle our words and prevent us from appearing as self righteous young pups who thought they understood life. When in fact, we'd only begun to live it. And as our tongues began to swell, the smartest of us retreated into the wilderness...Hiding our shame from those who would ridicule us, for thinking that we, as pups, could run with the pack and howl the poets cry. Until that time brothers, I hope we'll all swallow our pride and preimptive passions and be content as we suffice to whimper in our lonely dens.
The entire Mama Tigre text
"Great minds reflect on those that are gone. We feel enlightened by thier words."
"And connected to the surrealism of something that's past and we long for thier existance. It is natural."
"There is sanity, serenity within it."
"It seems as though they have uncovered the secret. But you will uncover that same secret in your life with the influence of great minds."
"It is different for every one. That crazy mind of yours holds its own greatest hidden treasure. Disect it and lay it all out daily."
