How I see life:
Once upon a time, you was a drop of sperm and the white of egg. Then you was a zygote, then an embryo, then a crawling and babbling baby, then a prime mature, then an oldie…then dust goes to dust, water to water and wind to wind… and life goes on…
Everliving Life:
And the wind blows from north to south and back again to its haunt; the waters run into the sea and from where they run into, they rise again; and we see that the dust which gives life in the rainy season, will give life again when the rains touch down in the next season.
In every thing there is a rhyme and rythme; time and season. There is the winter, and then summer, falls and then spring, forever n iver … Time set the stage. And life goes on!
How I see life and death:
Once there was night and then there was day. And day followed night, and the night followed the day, itinually… and both of them were beautiful to the eyes that see.
On the greatness of I:
The sight I see is not as magical as the I that sees…
Selassie-I:
It was always I and I in this garden from the beginning. Selassie and I… Selassie and the I’s them. The divine and I; Selassie I. It was always I and I from the beginning, and it will be just I and I in the world without end. Jah Rastafar I … Selassie I
You:
There is no you. You is a mythological lie told by Sigmund Fraud! It was always I, always I, from the world without beginning, to this world without ending…
On death:
There are those alive today who are deader than the dead. And there are those that have been gone for years, yet, who are more potent than some who are alive today.
A Rastaman never dies; Rastas go from victory to victory, from life to life. Rastas don’t ever die. I am a child of life, not an angel of death!
On reincarnation:
Life goes on, from victory to victory, from heights to heights, from joy to love…yes, from time to another time, life goes on!