" A good traveller has no fixed plans,
and is not intent on arriving "
Amen sista/brother. That was my first response. But honestly, upon reflection, I see within me, there are still wars raging. As within so without. And for me, having Eris on the ascendant in Aries, is not for nothing. The Goddess of discord who started the Trojan war in the house of Mars, the God of war. And the ascendant being ones persona, or the face one shows the world, is for a reason. Sometimes I berate myself for having such a spirit. But truth be told I have always hated war, and the slaughter of innocent people. And injustice that runs rampant. And I feel my fighting spirit lives, however imperfect, because there is and will be a time and place for it. Commenters, please don’t be too hard on me. . .
OK, so I did not see the full picture. Thank you for waiting to comment till I got a grip. Yet I do take my original comment into account. Call me an inclusionist.
I think he is talking about the three worlds. The outer yes, where we destroy meaninglessly in a physical way, i.e.., killing things and people we do not know, or understand, or view as hostile to who we are and what we believe and or desire to have. Countries and ideology.
The second world might be the system we grow up in. The situation and circumstances that shape us and may physically place us in a system, perhaps prison physically, that may feel like destiny and hopelessness and disempowerment.
Thirdly he may be speaking of a more personal prison and war. An internal one. One where internal dramas speak of a kind of reality that may feel like a prison, or a place that has no exits.
I do not have an answer or happy ending. Yet I feel what he says is true. We do need to lay i Down those weapons though.
Here are his lyrics.
Lay down your weapons, weapons for me If that means anything
Listen little man, I done told you f*@# the hype ting I done told you road life aint what it might seem Where I’m from we do wrong for the right c.r.e.a.m But at a price can loose your life for some nice things No nice dreams, just fiends inside veins No lie, you don’t wanna hear the 9 scream Cause cold night got us slippin like an ice rink My bro light, he got hit up like lightning My 4 thug killin me, imprisoned with the lifeless youngen listen, can you vision where my mind is? this life’s sick the end’s sorta like the wire Friends turns snitch I know you heard about spider I recommend you take a telling from me Cause I’ve been in it from the start dog, It’s hell in these streets Once you in it, then you in it, ain’t no settling beef Lay down your weapons, f*&# reppin’, get your money and leave
[Chorus] Lay down your weapons, weapons for me Lay down your weapons, weapons for me if that means anything Can we avoid war, search and destroy war Learn what to live for, if that means anything Lay down your weapons, weapons for me if that means anything
you think this life looks fun, well look a little closer Find More lyrics at http://www.sweetslyrics.com You just might find this life isn’t what you hoped for the roadside’s a lie, and the proof’s in the culture The truth is you die or sit down, no sofa Prison living is a image you don’t know darg Picture living in this prison and it’s so dark And when you listen you hear whispers from the cold draft Looking in the mirror, at a sinner with a broke heart I know it’s so hard, I hope it won’t last I know you’re scarred and you just wanna get your dough fast But you don’t wanna end up dead or stuck behind bars Time is of the essence and the present flies past when the 9 sparks mother’s lose their baby boys and die hard kids wanna play with toys Listen to my voice, can you hear my pain Before there isn’t choice
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