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Breathing out, slow Listen, The Gaps beyond The Words. Breathing In Full No Fear Of Missing Out. Stop trying, seeking, searching, running.   Yes, more, life, Finds Flows To Me content, There is enough, ground, surrendered, real, To You, To Me, To Us, aware dear One to Pause, reflect, accept, expand and So Simple, Let It, more Life, Come In.    How Old Is Silence? How perfect is creation? As nature, perfect, whole, complete, Naturally, Now, Drink alive absolutely from Your Own Well, First, And then begin, to fill, Dear Sun, again.   ~ live, love, laugh   Seasons cycle, mirrors life  listens... "about last night..." Son.   Txx   Stop Trying, Working, Seeking,  So Damn Hard, Instead, Surrender To Your Innate Beauty. Happiness Is Who You've Always Been Love, More Than Enough.  

"So we’ll just let things take their course, and never be sorry." F. Scott Fitzgerald Surreal Beauty At Sunrise #vibrant #light #exquisite Oh, The Places You'll Go at Burning Man! .   "Happy Holy days The Extended Tribe Fun Family Picnics, All Water Babes Fishing, skiing, surfing, diving, Hymns Beach, Green Patch, Husky Pub  Magic Moments and Many Mad Memories Teddy Bears and Sailing Boats Long, serene evenings, silence, afloat. The Ndear Point, where Ancient fossils found Christmas pudding, Santa Claus and wild walks at dusk Dogs, Pepi and Bruno, Grandy's Shed and The Zoo... Fresh Fine Cut Grass, bike rides, some slower scooter haze, Of Swimming and Sunning and Laughing on Fine Summer Days"   ~ childgood, childhood   Saint Georges Basin Oh The Places You'll Go Our Fun Summer Playground Thank you Sheps and The Potts. Many Parties Unique  We Got To Escape. Slow, down, Breath...

  I Sea You like joining the dots When you've dived deep New Whole Mystery A Whole New Vista Awakes In Me.   Water weightless Slow Motion tides seeing things beneath you, in The Ms Story of the see   Same as Soaring Eagle Gliding, time stands still, Seen Patterns, Habits, Gentle Thermals Slow, Break, a rise on wing.   You See Things Sea, sky, deep, high, Like long inhaled held breaths Shared with friends "Dive Buddies!" So just, just Weigh Two Soon   The Words, were coming then honour was so easy Two Sea where depths May Lie and Does,   But Join The Diving Dots, Watch The Soaring Leaks, Observe The Lack Of Purpose Broken,   Trust Shared Friends Simple, See, But Friends I Know Not Yet Not strangers But Trust Broken shared is Not For Me, You Sea...?   Txx     #animals #love #nature  

I felt trust slip away sand like salt through pink wounds, bitter Boards in a once friendly Lion Of Fire. ~ sharing

Kali   "I thought you would strike fear into the very depths of my being. Fierce One, Goddess of Time. And yet your power is a level of loving devotion that I would never have imagined. She calls to me. She calls to my aching, longing soul. She calls to me to let my heart go and shatter completely. Let the crumbling husks of the old paradigms of love scatter to the four winds. To be raw and open and burn on the funeral pyre of rebirth. To be reborn into the deepest truth of authentic, present, passionate love. Scattering myself like petals at her feet, I  hear her Phoenix song calling me." Of all the forms of Devi, Kali is the most compassionate because She provides moksha or liberation to Her children. She is the counterpart of Shiva the destroyer. Together, They are the destroyers of unreality. The ego sees Mother Kali and trembles with fear because the ego sees in Her its own eventual demise. A person who is attached to h...

As a high school lead learner of thirty years, the most enjoyable, and rewarding times were always invested learning with the learners. I rarely spent time with students or pupils, and certainly not with those misbehaving, comfort seekers, the rambunctious coffee swilling, agenda driven ferals, some call teachers, Whatevs... You know Those Teachery Ones, "Ye Olde Worlde of Thy Fixed Mind Set. And I Have A Piece of Paper From A Hallowed Hall Of Higher learning To Prove I'm A Success At Education. So sit down, shut up and soak in my all knowing glory.... YOU have tests to fail...." Oh lordy me, how I despised THOSE "teachers", 'cos they knew jack about the learning that really mattered. Yeah, right, I know... revelation, much....? #noshitsherlock Nup, instead, I invested my heart and soul in and with learners. The cracked ones, the crazy ones, the creatives who questioned everything, graciously. Learners who came in all shapes, sizes, ages...

Nature , dance, goosebumps, energy, eyes, music and laughter. Light Spirit and Life Blood with Core, Values My Language   Oh and # redwine #chocolate #cheese #coffee # fastcars # motorbikes Help My Languages Breathe    

  Create Time For What's Most Important Now. # uncomonbond or #soulmate or # woundmate

   This Is Life The Parallel Rails We support, without consuming We stay close, without smothering We offer balance, as grounded sleepers, We are The Space We Need The Gaps of Solitude Stillness and Progress Be and Do Yin and Yang   We happily ride our own rail without Crossing Paths Freedom To Be Alone, Unique, yet still touching lightly, teamed Inter-dependent, Not codependent Anticipating, sharing, beautifully supporting sleepers. Sometimes splinters, sometimes hard wood Sometimes flowing, well oiled, sometimes less.   But Never, The Less, Steady Rhythms, chugging In harmony Fires Stoked, Steam Rises, always there, rising relentless Rails, We May Slow For The Mountain We Drink Of The Well We Race, Go Down, Spacious Rail We Clickety Clack, Wildness and Wellness We Travel Well.   For God Forbid, If Our Rails Ever Did Cross The Level Crossings Cease We Crowd and cross too of...

I wish people who pretend they understand would just stop. and. pause. Slow way down and awaken To The Realisation It is not understanding you could possibly have. But maybe a fine attuned holding In silence. In space In The sweeter saying of No Thing accepts with your full Love ~ grief {1968, 1970, 1973, 1975, 1977, 1979, 1981}

Watch The watchers The last to speak The One who offers most Te deep silence of shaded pools Listen to The Distant Silence Listen to The vast gaps of grey boundless energy waiting to lash, not cruel, nor defiant, Just, Just, Just, It is Just what it is. Full wattage, empowered accumulated wisdom Of rolling grey nomad storm clouds deliverers of life drops, sweet honeyed self contained, succulence. births ~ Rain Bows storm eyes bend, don't break They Deliver. Lightning quick third eye alive Txx

  Awakening is not an experience per se, nor a state of mind -- it is simply being in touch with what is most deeply true, that aspect of you that is always present as pure and simple and free Being, and allowing actions to spontaneously arise from that place. Awakening is ever-deepening love for the truth, ever-expanding love for the simple miracle of being alive & aware. Know, Knot hear Two ahhh-bide Buy con Ventions   eyemmm  Inn sted HEAR 2 challenge quest E On ever Ree Fink ewed even want two go their?   Luv Me Sum 20-6 sim bulls a range as ewe will   Sew Men EE Bewty Full Peep Ell   Klick Key pret he wons and Butta Flie De Ranged so shell poll on pluckers.   Rite On thrill Seakers     When we are totally unclothed – of all our spiritual concepts and fantasies of certain, safe knowing – love will show us what we are. When the kno...

Pitter Patter I Hear Pretty Feat Pitter patter I feel The Growing Pain Pitter Platter I smell of Of Two Mush Food.... Pity Path et Tick That phat donut was then This is Now, King Duncan? Knows Donuts Dunkun' and Old McDonald's Big MacBeth? Tock, The Stock Clock Stops, Alice sez, why knot ete? The Crumbs of Hole Ness Not Loch Ness Monsters Donots as Donuts Are Upon Us Shall I imbide THAT DO NUT crumb The do Not whole? Is calorie free.... ? Do I suck it up, that hole, crumb of Love? Do I expect To Be Free Slim Svelte me as wanton world dough, nut, free wants Me To Be? Please Do Eat Nuts, Do Nuts, eat? Eat my whole? Just Eat Me Hole Devour Donuts, They Good For ya'll. E special lee Fried with Ice Ing. So Do Not Fear Little Won Rub Tum Eat The Hole and Eat The Whole Just watch out for stray hares (and white rabbits) Down There In Donut Land. Re-member Stomach Harm moan Ee Continuously Seeks Itself. Thank You Mad...

Right Now, This Safe Place It may become a Home For multitudes of reasons, Which In The Unfolding I may or not, shall share. I've never really had a Safe Place To Breathe Be Free, Be Me As Then Creator Struck Bell Tolled Me Well as Two Died since then seed planted This Ancient Era of Deadly Deaths Ungrieved since Augustus Ten one thousand years plus nine hundred and seventy nine This cave, this womb. this cocoon, a hidden olde skool My Space a Top Floor safe place of base, foundation, sanctuary allows peace and pieces to iterate, fresh dance as Thy Gentle Rain, water falls, feel Home again No Thing Like Your Local Inn. As fear and death and all the scars and rancid smells of old sewer sides, recede, like tired tides, ebb and flow, Moon Lifted Moon Landed solid, grounded, allows Son, The once wild pendulum slows. Fresh Air, more perfect prana, mana from Heaven Write Hear, rises like the gentle wisp of zephyr kis...

Once I used to travel lightly, nightly The words were fluid The pages many The chapters, finished The love eternal. Fly travel far and see whirl, energy of Father Crystal rock was carried Visit lucid paths and totems Door That One Common Cold night, Walking, flying, laughing, talking Slammed shut, the locked shock Face, heart and soul got planted Why? Why was this The Waking Break You unknowingly umprisoned The Son Set solid that night behind your key holed selfish door. Dark It settled further, tight, breathless airless and obscene. Dark jumper grew tight, until he did. The snowy highway, once icy light astral plane gorging gorgeous views each flake unique, it melted then rank locked doors puddled me, not to be seen again. Now Ashes rise the garden ripe return To Eden, books alive tell tales as ink blood rises. Life flows again like Eternal Golden Brown. This Life Cycled Honey Pot called "My Dreams", Awake. Txx

Now next precipe of gentle cusp calls, Rising, Light Rose comes as Leaps Of Faith, the stepping through, the flying burning,    going down, also Rises, Shines.   In The Going Of love beam parts,  as sun sets fragments whole, Warm me, stir me, nourish us creator, Both seeded soil and tender shoots do shine.     Hold Me, Fruitful Wildnerness softly, gently, wilfully With You To You As You, This, The Infinite Well Of All Our Nature, Love.   Be, Hear, See, By Our Many Sides Let your light cusps and wily shadow dancers be Pleased and sated, finally, free. Txx   Luceat Lux Vestra ~ Life Cycles    

Like Thoreau, as Kerouac Rilke, Hesse and Frost knew too The Quest Of The Dream Trees, every child should Know, cabins and fevers and solitude with you, Explode, Explore, Excite, Release in Life and love and laughter To. So, Somewhere To Sit, slow, simple, serene, Weighs of Inner Whirls Rise, open petal supine, prised, parted, moist precious Stream Can Cascade, to a trickle, as full bodied waters Fall a fiery flow in you. So Eye Sit, hear, not to watch time nor two care for time on watch, But, knot as tree not fells, Butt feels, tells, whispers with wisdom of the rings well kept, Be as that gentle raindrop, the imperfect pearl, the cell before cells of storm and foamy life gristle. Thank you Nature for taking me In To Me, Two Sea, Your first dew drop from river deep mountain high. The liquid risings, ocean depths fully heated, Happy Ending never cease Be, cause, affec...

If You Love Something It Will Work as there is nothing more powerful than an idea who's time has come. I'm not sure what I'll do, but I want to go places, see people, I want my mind to grow, live where things happen on a big scale, I want to slip briskly into an intimacy from which we never recover, I want to stay close to people who feel like sunlight, drink bubbles on rooftops at 3am and dance my arse off because everyone IS watching.... Yes, there are all kinds of love in this beautiful world, but never the same love twice. Yes, I Get By With a little help from My Friends as I Dream You, Breathe You, Dance You, into existence. So grateful for the divine love we ground and share and taste with a nostalgic longing to be near again to someone that is distant. Or that has been loved and then lost for the love that remains not only exists, it grows in vibrancy, texture, spectrum with heartfelt passion and fire. I am finding my way as Love Leads, Home to me. I Want It, me, You...

hold me as indigo ocean holds river stories, treasures, gifts, deep from drops of Mountain frosted Dew. May soft storm cloud, come, sea me, as the falling gentle Reigns Of Heaven consumate devour The Love I Have, For You. ~ Nature

    Piano Is Evil Amanda Is Brilliant All Levels. That Is All. Carry On.   Txx   Listen to Amanda, in her own words.   And Then Join Her On Patreon   "this is PIANO IS EVIL. a live piano+voice endeavor based on my 2012 kickstarter-funded album "Theatre is Evil", which i recorded with a full band: The Grand Theft Orchestra (bass! drums! guitars! horns! strings! SYNTTTHHHHS!). the original “Theatre is Evil” is available for FREE/pay-what-you-want at amandapalmer.net . it was originally funded by almost 25,000 people on kickstarter and i am forever grateful for their backing. PIANO IS EVIL was made possible by over 8,000 people supporting my patreon page in October 2016. if you are enjoying this album, please consider joining the patreon so i can make more unfettered art/music/writing/THINGS, as i want, when i want. it would mean the world to me. go to: patreon.com/amandapalmer love, AFP "Many are f...

    "Here's A Door Opening To A New World. What Will I Find There?"   Ursula K Le Guin   21 October 1929–22 January 2018 Step Through Into Love Love Acts clearly as  Love lands differently, Listen. Longing or attachment are different from Love. Longing seeks, waits, wonders, grabs, asks or wants. Longing is a discomfort with the sense of emptiness. Genuine love just Is. Love is creating infinite space for loving, ourselves firstly. Ask, what would love do, in this bare moment? Then Simply Be.   That.     In collaboration with Literary Arts, a tribute to Ursala will be held Wednesday, June 13, 2018, 7:30 p.m., at Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, free and open to the public.   “The event will feature tributes from writers and friends who represent the wide-ranging influence Le Guin has had on international literature for more than 50 years, including Margaret Atwood (by video), Molly Gloss,...

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"When a man is ready to discover his true self, the journey will usually take him in the opposite direction to which he has been traveling … away from the highway of the ego-mind, to the narrow path that leads to the heart.   If he is open to loving a woman, it’s in this place he recognises that she is pivotal to the growth of his soul; that she has such a deep réservoir of love within, waiting for him to experience, far beyond anything he has ever imagined.   And he comes to understand that this secret paradise has remained hidden from him because the eyes of his heart were not open to see it. This is where he hears her call his name from the depths of his soul.   And for the first time, he becomes conscious of what it means to passionately love and adore a woman with his whole being.   There, together, the man and woman’s souls are joined as they enter into what can only be described as divine love ... that which the Creat...

As ashes of eternity, Nature waters Truth In forms yet To Be.   Love like creation a choiceless mirror, mirrors sea, Wild fire.   Space between air, rooted earth parts as see erodes No Thing.   Like first cries Unlove nature knot, two let atom cords breathe.   Vast inner space, New Sun, Bright Moons drench time Less, hearts.   Hot harmony Bee  Softly, wildy, dance Love Simply , Laughter in Cabin Forest, Life.   Txx     Slow Dance Of The Midnight Moon #vivika

@nayyirahwaheed things. that should be asked. often. in every type of. relationship. how is your heart. is your breath happy. here. do you feel free. "Poems come as they will. They come as they want, when I’m waking, eating, exercising, chatting with someone. Sometimes they come to me as a whole, sometimes a line. I think it’s one of the ways my soul communicates with me, I do my best to sit down and listen". Listen. To Your Soul. When you are still, The Answers, like poetry, Come.   let go of your heroes, your preachers, your leaders and your hoodoo gurus...   If those you meet are not shaking you out of your skin, jolting you to let It in, if they only leave you with troubling questions then you must question them.   Self Knowledge To Know Ones Self Beyond The "I" Is The End of Relative Knowledge And then The Journey Of Bliss The Absolutely Magical Moments A Joyous Life, Simply, Flows. Txx "Wh...