Jumbo Ron is lost in thought
Every little moment of his life
Relentless babble in the mind!
So much so that he thinks he is thoughts
Lost in thought
He gets caught up in nonstop monologue
Immersed in waking dreams
Jumbo Ron; he thinks in dreams his mind
Runs free but awake he’s got control
He rides the flow of inner chatter as if he is the
River itself
Wake up to your life! There is no thinker
Only passing thoughts
Jumbo Ron has no clue that he’s not
Identical to his inner voice
He does not find the conscious mind
To be but illumination
And the thoughts just thoughts
Passing through like commuters
On a train
Half-remembered conversations
Of a mind run amok
He rides the flow of inner chatter as if he is the
River itself
Wake up to your life! There is no thinker
Only passing thoughts
He rides the flow of inner chatter as if he is the
River itself
It’s easy to confuse your boat when it’s rocking back and forth
With the river itself
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