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Hands busy, head empty, heart full.
That's basically what it means to do seva. Seva means doing service. Doing service means giving someone a hand without expecting anything in return. Why do we do seva? To clear our heads when we are stuck with something. But that is a practical reason, real seva is not about that. It's about giving and not about taking.
When you give, you get something back without having to take anything. But to give for this reason is not giving, it's taking. And when you take you don't get the same merit as when you give.
It's fundamentally different, giving comes from a sense of belonginess, taking doesn't. The difference may seem subtle in the way that I write it here, but it is huge. It is not about what you do, it's how you do it; it's about the consciousness that's underneath.

Some spiritual mumbo jumbo, do you follow? It's okay if you don't, but that was just an introduction to my real message: I was shoveling shit today. Horse shit to be precise.
And to be really honest, it wasn't even that bad of a job! Actually, it was fun in a way! Fun?! Nigga wut?! Yea, fun! Why? Simple, it was a new experience; I've never shoveled shit before, let alone horse shit. It was alot though! It seemed like a half an hour job, like the other job I got yesterday. I tell ya, working on a semi-farm is not only hard labour, but it's also never done; there's always more work to be done.
While I was shoveling shit I was even thinking this could work for my rapping career; I can now say that I worked my way up from shoveling shit for food! All by myself, an immigrant in Germany doing hard fucking labour to survive. I could make it into country side hustler!
Don't fuck with me in my hood, C-side 4 life. Ridin' on chromed horse shoes, picture me rollin'.

Anyway, enough of that. Wednesday I'll leave for Bad Antogast; we'll be playing a football match that same night. The tournament will be on the 10th and the 12th, so we'll probably have a free day on thursday. That'd be nice, sounds like a good opportunity to do some fhug (farm-thug) lovin', biological loverboy foreal! Hahahaha ohhh some people will get this, others think I'm crazy; both are true! Insane in the membrane baby, insane in the brain!
Maybe it's the time of the day, it's way too late. After the job was done I was pretty tired; 2 hours of shoveling shit, go figure.

Just remember to switch on your TV's on friday the 12th, it'll be globally broadcasted that I'll receive the world cup farmer boy football. If you thought Manchester - Barca was nice; eat your heart out kids, you aint seen nothing yet. Messi got it from me, a farmer boy gone commercial. Fucking comformist!
I mean come on...

Dig that shit.

-Socratez