living on the wrong side of love I’m just a relic with a few more tears to cry
Accidental. My crazy is congenital. I can’t unhappen.
infinite octaves meandering microtones above and below
Originally posted on Thought Catalog:
This is intended to be in the context of what you’re missing when you’re not living in the “here and now:” the elusive state of being that we’re all lectured on, told tales about the greatness of and yet can rarely seem to accomplish. Here, my friends, are some ideas…
Originally posted on The Seeker's Dungeon:
dveikus nigunim, usually without words, express individual Jewish meditation, soul searching and inward ecstacy in prayer (Photo credit: Wikipedia) The saddest thing is to walk this world mired in the my-ness of creed, nationality, and class, arguing with our brothers because their sincerity matches not our own, demeaning…
—4— meditation saves looking inside myself the one you gave up —5— safety is a lie promising security short lived illusion —6— sold my wedding ring for pizza and a bus pass ‘twas money well spent V. Butterfly Thunderwolf.
The world is wide, and I will not waste my life in friction when it could be turned into momentum.- Frances Willard