All the stars and all the galaxies
Run through her hands like beads"
In the name of the Self I will dig the sharp blade of the dagger deep into my very identity, revealing the eternal source of light within.
“Silence is God’s first language. Everything else is a poor translation.” - Fr. Thomas Keating
The Fruition of Meditation Is:
Noticing my mind and constantly integrating old patterns of thought and feeling into my current, mindful state of being.
The planet does not need more successful people. The planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers and lovers of all kinds.
-Dalai Lama
(via suspendedinasunbeam)
Pleasure through you
is what I am after
No where to go nothing to do
But rub my hands up and down you
Please fill up my heart
leave me to die
No desire no pain
No thought can contain
I lay here in heaven
But on a one way train
It’s always the same
Back on the prowl
The stomach growls….
Fire Engine
Padma Pleasure Rod
My second brain
Dick-Tator of a mind untrained
A mind unaware of how to share
this beautiful gift we bare
You-me-we-mine-ours,
subject-object transmutes,
Plant a seed at the crown of your heads
Lover and beloved can grow instead
Inherently “Evil”
Obviously, Delicious
You bring me joy
you bring me laughter
So let the fear die
Let the young boy cry
Show him that death,
happens inside
But who cares
to look at this hate and this pain we share
This pain: it’s not yours it’s not mine
Created only in dream time
But when the knife cuts deep
Don’t fall back to sleep
You’ll swear this is real
And I know how you feel
Breathe, Breathe….
How many others
have I looked down and seen
Always yours, always mine ;)
Forgotten lives, I’ll always remember the good, times
Hot, Sticky, and sweet
You’re a two timin treat
I know I’m in deep
Me is now We
(Source: dreamyside, via suspendedinasunbeam)
