LoopDiggers Sunday Roulette N°170 - DOSED RIDERS IN THE SKY

Hello? Hello? Are you there? No, you never are. It's just me, talking into this void, like someone’s listening. But no one ever is. Hello? I can hear the dial tone, but it-it’s fake, that buzzing keeps me tethered to something that’s not even there. Maybe it’s them. No, it is them. The horses. Hello? Is this line still open?

They ride us. I see it now. It’s clearer every day. We think we’ve tamed them, strapped the saddles tight, but the joke’s been on us the whole time. We’re the ones saddled. We’re the ones bridled, reins pulling us here, there, everywhere. We call it freedom. Isn’t that funny? Isn’t that hilarious? Hello?! Oh, of course, you’re not there, no one is. But, I keep picking up the phone like maybe, just maybe, someone will understand.

Think about it. We’re the ones walking around, believing we’ve mastered them, thinking we’ve got the reins in our hands, but have you ever really stopped to wonder? Wonder who’s in control? We sit there on their backs, but who’s really moving who? They carry us, sure, but where are they taking us? Where have they always been taking us?

Hello? Why won’t someone answer the goddamn phone?! Y'know, they won’t because they don’t want to hear it. No one wants to hear the truth about the horses. It’s not the riding, not the galloping across fields, no. It’s much deeper - they’re inside us. They’ve always been inside us. When we think we’re giving the orders, whispering “giddy-up,” we’re just saying what they want us - Hello? Hello?

It’s in their eyes. Have you ever really looked into a horse’s eyes? They don’t blink the same way we do, you know. They blink like they know something, like they’re hiding something. Horses see everything. They see through us, beyond us. They know where we’re going before we do, and they’re taking us there. The hoof beats echo, but it’s - Hello? Hello? Is anybody there? Hello?

DOSED RIDERS IN THE SKY

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The thing is, you can not just expect to walk in
somewhere and talk other people into being like
you. It is just not the way it works.

When I arrived on my very first mission
I thought about that adage ‘bout teachin’ men fishin’
I carried my books and my sermons in my hand
To guide a few souls in a faraway land

But they opened their tables, they opened their doors
They showed me a grace that I’d been searching for
I went there to teach, but I then I learned instead
How to soften my heart and just let myself be led

I spoke of the future, of progress and gain
But they spoke of patience, and letting go of pain
I showed them all my lessons, then they sang me their songs
And I found what I hadn’t wanted, but needed all along

Life is about sharing view points and taking everybody’s
point of view seriously. With out that, we have chaos.

‘Cause they opened their tables, and they opened their doors
And they showed me a kind of peace that I’d been longing for
You see, I went there to give, but I learned how to receive
And to find my own healing in what those folks believe

Sometimes the teacher is really the student
And sometimes the wise are the ones called imprudent
Sometimes the poorest have the richest crops to sew
Sometimes you find love in the place that let you go

If you expect people to find their answers only in the
places that you have looked, then you do not have your
eyes open.

Cause they opened their tables, they opened their doors
And they gave me the gift I’d been praying for
I thought I was saving, but it’s they that rescued me
And now I’m living my life with brand new eyes to see

They opened their tables, they opened their doors
And they gave me the gift I’d been praying for
I thought I was saving, but it’s they that rescued me
And now I’m living my life with brand new eyes to see

If you do not have your eyes open, you are not ready to 
learn, and if you are not ready to learn you are not ready
to teach. You can not just expect to walk in
somewhere and talk other people into being like you. It is
just not the way it works.

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