oceanofmind: Nothing remains the same for two consecutive moments. Heraclitus said we can never bathe twice in the same river. Confucius, while looking at a stream, said, “It is always flowing, day and night.” The Buddha implored us not just to talk about impermanence, but to use it as an instrument to help us penetrate deeply into reality and obtain liberating insight. We may be tempted...
Frequently the most talented people are those most aware of their own...– Lee Strasberg, The Dancer Prepares: Modern Dance for Beginners (via getdance) (via bridgettelizabeth) (via nihilnoetia) (via jjarichardson) (via crashinglybeautiful)
my ceiling the sky, my carpet the grass, my music the lowing of herds as they...– allen mccanless (cowboy poet), 1885 (via cosmic-dust)
Philip Whalen on Writing and Meditation →
crashinglybeautiful: “The real tension, I think, is between official poetry, the kind that we’re taught in school and is kept in libraries, and the kind we really believe in - what we are writing and what our friends write. The same thing holds for meditation: what we discover for ourselves and learn. At some point you can forget it and go off and make a pot of spaghetti. We used to do go down...
The mythologist Joseph Campbell was asked by an interviewer how a regular person...– from When I Wax (via crashinglybeautiful)
Often enough God gives man a glimpse of happiness, and then utterly ruins him.– Solon (in The Histories by Herodotus, Book I) (via whokilled) (via smut-to-go)
The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you...– Chuck Palahniuk (Choke) (via unsolvedmysteries)
And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul,...– Sylvia Plath (via unsolvedmysteries)
i am somewhere else and enjoying not being anywhere
The dignity of the artist lies in his duty of keeping awake the sense of wonder...– Marc Chagall (via astroinquiry) (via benjaminhilts)
youarebonbon: We would not be so scared of losing hair and slowing down If we knew that our hearts are not aging Our little hearts are born already ancient … We would not be so scared of being swallowed by the ground If we knew that greater bodies still were waiting Dotted lines in the air tomorrow morning -Mount Eerie