Cube 6: Front, bottom, right, top, back, left

The reality is here
And he is the only one
Even in the chattering silence
Which cannot be denied

Which cannot be denied
Even if
Even if no one reads this
Or no one is thinking anymore

About the good old days
Even in the chattering silence
Even with left-field thinking
Even if no one reads this

The reality is here
Here, deep in self-denial
About the good old days
Or hopes for the future

Or hopes for the future
With footsteps on warm beaches
Even with left-field thinking
Or no one is thinking anymore

Here, deep in self-denial
And he is the only one
With footsteps on warm beaches
Even if

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Cube 6: Left, front, bottom, right, top, back

Listening to Richard Hawley
Do you remember Coles Corner
The fence is left leaning
The clematis being such a weight

And Tonight the streets are ours
Do you remember Coles Corner
When The Old Stables
Were not even a dream

Were not even a dream
The clematis being such a weight
Yet we chose the Velux windows
To let in the light

To let in the cooler air
When The Old Stables
They did not have their new roof
Yet we chose the Velux windows

And Tonight the streets are ours
Listening to Richard Hawley
To let in the cooler air
But only when opened

But only when opened
The fence is left leaning
They did not have their new roof
To let in the light

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Cube 6: Back, left, front, bottom, right, top

Another day for freedom to begin
Past items moved into storage
Hurtful words also shelved
As though in their darkness they might set him free

In between that day and this
As though I may try to explain it
Past items moved into storage
A void of a man, a gap of a man

A traveller without expression
As though I may try to explain it
Words of love, yet so well hidden
As to become words of something quite different

As to become words of something quite different
A void of a man, a gap of a man
A man denying his own closure
As though in their darkness they might set him free

Open his face up to the four winds
Words of love, yet so well hidden
Hurtful words also shelved
A man denying his own closure

A traveller without expression
In between that day and this
Open his face up to the four winds
Another day for freedom to begin

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Cube 6: Top, back, left, front, bottom, right

Nothing is there now
Except the certainty
The absolute meaning of nothing at all
Nothing should be certain

Nothing should be certain
Is itself worthy of repetition
Is itself worthy of dwelling upon
Take a few moments longer to ponder

Accept the certainty
Welcome the faint new light shining
Is itself worthy of repetition
Yes, so so worth looking again

Nothing is there now
Welcome the faint new light shining
A smile which tries to say I love you
An enigma, of the enigmatic kind

An enigma, of the enigmatic kind
Yes, so so worth looking again
If you have read any or all of those books
Take a few moments longer to ponder

The absolute meaning of nothing at all
A smile which tries to say I love you
Is itself worthy of dwelling upon
If you have read any or all of those books

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Cube 6: Right, top, back, left, front, bottom

Taking time to just be
Come with me
Care of the soul
Calm ease smile breathe

Stillness speaks
Siddhartha
Taking time to just be
The quest for meaning

The quest for meaning
The lost art of being happy
Care of the soul
The Celestine Prophecy

Siddhartha
The invitation
The lost art of being happy
Zen mind, beginner’s mind

Stillness speaks
The invitation
Come with me
Mankind who searches of and for himself

Mankind who searches of and for himself
Zen mind, beginner’s mind
Calm ease smile breathe
The Celestine Prophecy

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