| Something’s wrong but I don’t know what
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| Wondering how, with all the things I’ve got
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| Life is good, but the pain don’t stop
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| Cos I’m holding on, so I give it up
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| Cheer up, put a smile on your face
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| Wake up, take me out of this place
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| Rise up, we are the human race
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| Cheer up, put a smile on your face
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| Speech from talk «We Are All Basically Nothing» by Alan Watts:
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| So if you really go the whole way and see how you feel at the prospect of
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| vanishing forever. |
| Of all your efforts, and all your achievements,
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| and all your attainments turning into dust and nothingness. |
| What is the
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| feeling? |
| What happens to you?
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| It’s a curious thing, that in the world’s poetry, this is a very common theme.
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| «The earthy hope men set their hearts upon turns ashes — or it prospers;
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| and anon; |
| Like snow upon the Desert’s dusty face lighting a little hour or two
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| — is gone
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| So in this way, by seeing that nothingness is the fundamental reality,
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| and you see it’s your reality, then how can anything contaminate you?
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| All the idea of your being scared and put out and worried and so on,
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| is just nothing, it’s a dream. |
| Because you’re really nothing. |
| So cheer up!
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| All the sun and the stars and the mountains, and rivers, and the good men and
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| bad men, and the animals, and the insects; |
| the whole bit. |
| All are contained in
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| void. |
| So out of this void comes everything and you are it. |
| What else could you
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| be?
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| But if somebody is going to argue that the basic reality is nothingness,
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| where does all this come from? |
| Obviously from nothingness |