Ive forgotten the words, and time has escaped from me. Everything has become a faint whisper and doubtful eyes shadow me. A flower has cradled but is ready to re-blossom; the new season, the higher form. The race into the way of will and want and greatness. Not to bestow, but grow and shepherd through mountains of wilderness. Not just direct, but be the way of my will. The will to be my know.
An old way is weighing me, its shaking my skin and killing my heart. The boy, the man, the mortal, the immortal soul; the path is so simple, for what sin is it made so difficult? Which form of clinging? This is my seeking. The head turns while the body runs; the crab of Cancer.

(Source: zentropista, via 2headedsnake)

"Emptiness here, Emptiness there,
but the infinite universe stands always before your eyes."

Xin Xin Ming, Sosan

Tags: poem zen buddhism

and the gods whept rivers of tears as the mortals battled to the death
down rivers of their own blood they floated in to distant lands;
in each bomb, each blade, each spur of blood,
the mystic wisdoms were fumbled from their hands
down distant dark streams, goodness became lost
and thus saints, pilgrims, holy men and gurus
became lured into the place the devil breeds lust

If I could write my life in words to you, id do it
if i could draw my soul in paint for you, i would,
but the whispering thump that echoes in my heart;
sight of yours
never enough

It’ll thump its whispering beat
just quiet enough
to miss your broken heart.
Here, I shall see you perfect, here i see you still;
quiet form
as you are
such naked beauty when eyes are still.

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"Who would deny that when I am sipping tea in my tea room I am swallowing the whole universe with it and this very moment of the lifting of the bowl to my lips is eternity itself transcending time space?"
D.T Suzuki

"Who would deny that when I am sipping tea in my tea room I am swallowing the whole universe with it and this very moment of the lifting of the bowl to my lips is eternity itself transcending time space?"

D.T Suzuki

(via shamecityshaman)

"I studied yoga. I wondered around in the East. I was fast shuffled by beady-eyed little men in dotes.. I know the whole spiritual supermarket and rigamarole but still, I find nothing there to interest me on the level 5 grams of psilocybin mushrooms in silent darkness."

— Terrence McKenna

"You’re only given one little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it." - Robin Williams.

"You’re only given one little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it." - Robin Williams.

(Source: theeraserhead, via kimkinnear)

let the sails pull the anchor
let the still river flow
sweet icon of serenity
let lust not pull my heart

let me bypass broken angels
see me stare strayed fools
strange lord you must not betray me,
so I may touch another heart.

Tags: poem

I did go out of my mind. So much so that the people I once frequently related with did not care to relate to me any longer. But I do not regret this. I am proud of this, nor do I care to justify it. It just feels like a lost right to go insane, because I do not seek sanity, nor do I seek morality or niceties. I seek truth. Can a man not seek truth without the distractions of the joker and romancer figure, these distractions that pull puppet strings on the mind. What a constant tussle. The difficulties of silence have became a commodity in its own.

Lilith(succubus), John Collier

Lilith(succubus), John Collier

Tags: art seduction

"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit."

— Aristotle

Karakoram-West Tibetan Plateau alpine steppe near Ladakh, India
full size: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/65/Karakoram-West_Tibetan_Plateau_alpine_steppe.jpg

On, on and, time is ticking
upon each beat my heart is dripping
long behold, and do not withdraw light afar
for I race my pulse to some day touch your star.

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