"Wheel of fortune spun unspun / Life and death at two to one"
Wheel of Fortune
The whole world seems a racket Which the house will always win We wear full metal jacket And are sorry for our sin But we cannot weep away That which is by that which was
Yesterday without today Is a very common cause Of not seeing tomorrow If it ever comes indeed Let hell keep all its sorrow And heaven provide for need
Should the world get too intense Its absurdity too great A common situation As the hour grows dark and late Should poor communication Isolate you lost to fate
Evolve by adaptation Go mad and appropriate The insanity defense For that is what I have done And it works for me you see Let the carnival commence
Wheel of fortune spun unspun Life and death at two to one
This combined narrative dialogue and play is about the uncreated, unborn and undying transcendent Self of God-consciousness and Buddha-nature. It describes an odyssey of transcendent Consciousness Awakening and Remembrance.
Histories of the world are generally written to either celebrate technology and science, or to herald doom. My book examines the path of the spirit in the onward rush.
Love Tinka