take me softly but not so he is not me anymore

temple of transition

breakaway

The Well of Grief
Those who will not slip beneath
the still surface on the well of grief
turning down to its black water
to the place that we can not breathe
will never know
the source from which we drink
the secret water cold and clear
nor find in the darkness
the small gold coins
thrown by those who wished for something else

~ David Whyte,
Where Many Rivers Meet

If he is indeed wise, he does not bid you enter the house of his wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind. — Kahlil Gibran

Self destruction to avoid the pain of the power-over paradigm is not a viable option and will do nothing to change the Spirit of the Age towards more beneficent and “happy” conditions.

http://biologyofkundalini.com

"The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper."

- W.B. Yeats

normally not a fan of osho but this rings true today.

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“Society gives the feeling to every person that he is worthless. It is a political strategy. Once a person gets the idea that he is worthless, he cannot be rebellious, he cannot be independent, he cannot go outside the fold. He cannot choose a path of his own, he will follow the crowd.

Once the idea sinks deep into your unconscious that you are worthless you cannot trust yourself; you will have to trust the priest, the politician, the teacher, the parents — all kinds of authorities. And you will seek them, you will cling to them because the ground underneath your feet has been taken away. You are afraid to be left alone on your own because then you know you cannot decide, all that you decide is wrong; you cannot act, whatsoever you do is wrong. Then it is better to follow the mob; let them decide, you just be an imitator.

To create imitators and slaves each child’s trust in himself is being destroyed all over the world, in all kinds of societies and cultures, in all countries.

My effort here is to give you again the feeling of worth, a self-trust — and that is possible only through meditation, because meditation can help you get rid of all conditionings. And it is only a matter of conditioning. Others have told you things again and again, they have hypnotised you. That hypnosis has to be destroyed, you have to be dehypnotised.

That’s what meditation is: a process of dehypnotisation. Once you are dehypnotised you wake up for the first time, then suddenly you know that you are immensely valuable, as everybody else is. Then one feels tremendous respect for oneself also. And it is not ego, because you feel the same respect for others. You are not higher, you are not holier than others; suddenly you have known that everyone is esteemed by nature itself, by the universe itself.”


— Osho 

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charlie engman

Aidan Koch

Sam Cooke - Nobody knows the trouble the i've seen

Sander van Doorn pres. Purple Haze feat. Frederick - Timezone (Original ...

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celestial by *aspartamee

by miumachi

blue

remember

I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that your eyes close with my dreams.

— Pablo Neruda

Ryan McGinley, "Girl with a Wolf"

Penetrate …
Shatter inside me …
I want my cunt to quiver …
My legs to shake …
I want a mist to blind my eyes …
Hard ragged breaths …
Echoing through my body …
Ripping out a scream of pure release …
Nails dug into warm flesh …
Filthy words in an endless stream …
Sweat and tears and laughter …
Fuck me until I can take no more …
Watching the sun come up …
Totally spent …
Wrapped in the blanket of each other …
Fingers blithely interlocked ….
Explorers of the darkness …
As fine in shadow …
As when bathed in soft daylight …


via

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
                                                i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

-E.E. Cummings

(had to repost)

“All men and all women are connected by an energy which many people call love, but which is, in fact, the raw material from which the universe was built. This energy can’t be manipulated, it leads us gently forwards, it contains all we have to learn in this life. It we try to make it go in the direction we want, we end up desperate, frustrated, disillusioned, because that energy is free and wild. We could spend the rest of our life saying that we love such a person or thing, when the truth is that we are merely suffering because, instead of accepting love’s strength, we are trying to diminish it so that it fits the world in which we imagine we live.”

- Paulo Coelho

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change

“Buddhas in uncounted Buddha-lands
Are nothing but Buddha within one’s soul;
The Golden Lotus, like myriad drops
Of ocean water, lives in one’s body.
Millions of figures lurk in every mystic letter;
Every piece of moulded metal hides a deity,
In which abide the realities of virtue and merit.
Realizing all this, one shall attain
The glories of being, even in embodied life.”

- Kukai

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