Monday, October 22, 2012

I'll find you..

Saturday, October 6, 2012

I have wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life. This ridiculous weakness is perhaps one of our most melancholy propensities; for is there anything more stupid than to be eager to go on carrying a burden which one would gladly throw away, to loathe one’s very being and yet to hold fast, to fondle the snake that devours us until it has eaten our hearts away?

Sunday, September 2, 2012

There used to be poems in you
that you would beg me to read,
bending your body over me like a shell,

but, now, another tears the poems from your bones
while I still carry your sonnets on my skin
like a Rorshach test of regret.

Keighley Perkins

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

We are the legacy of 15 billion years of cosmic evolution. We have a choice: We can enhance life and come to know the universe that made us, or we can squander our 15 billion-year heritage in meaningless self-destruction.
Carl Sagan

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

is it odd the only creature I've ever been drawn to spiritually has been this?

the pale tussoc moth.

so.freaking.cute. omg

Monday, August 20, 2012

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Monday, July 23, 2012

Om mani padme hum

"The mantra Om Mani Pädme Hum is easy to say yet quite powerful, 
because it contains the essence of the entire teaching. When you say 
the first syllable Om it is blessed to help you achieve perfection in the 
practice of generosity, Ma helps perfect the practice of pure ethics, 
and Ni helps achieve perfection in the practice of tolerance and 
patience. Päd, the fourth syllable, helps to achieve perfection of perseverance, Me helps achieve perfection in the practice of concentration, and the final sixth syllable Hum helps achieve perfection in the practice of wisdom.

Samsaric Realm
bliss / pride
jealousy /
lust for entertainment
jealous gods
passion / desire
stupidity / prejudice
poverty / 
hungry ghost
aggression / hatred

SyllableSixPāramitāsPurifiesSamsaric realmColoursSymbol of the Deity(Wish them) To be born in
OmGenerosityPride / EgoDevasWhiteWisdomPerfect Realm of Potala
MaEthicsJealousy / Lust for entertainmentAsurasGreenCompassionPerfect Realm of Potala
NiPatiencePassion / desireHumansYellowBody, speech, mind
quality and activity
PadDiligenceIgnorance / prejudiceAnimalsBlueEquanimitythe presence of Protector (Chenrezig)
MeRenunciationPoverty / possessivenessPretas (hungry ghosts)RedBlissPerfect Realm of Potala
HumWisdomAggression / hatredNarakaBlackQuality of Compassionthe presence of the Lotus Throne (of Chenrezig)

14th Dalai Lama

"om mani padme hūṃ", written in Tibetan script on a rock outside the Potala Palace inTibet
"It is very good to recite the mantra Om mani padme hum, but while you are doing it, you should be thinking on its meaning, for the meaning of the six syllables is great and vast... The first, Om [...] symbolizes the practitioner's impure body, speech, and mind; it also symbolizes the pure exalted body, speech, and mind of a Buddha[...]"
"The path is indicated by the next four syllables. Mani, meaning jewel, symbolizes the factors of method: (the) altruistic intention to become enlightened, compassion, and love.[...]"
"The two syllables, padme, meaning lotus, symbolize wisdom[...]"
"Purity must be achieved by an indivisible unity of method and wisdom, symbolized by the final syllable hum, which indicates indivisibility[...]"
"Thus the six syllables, om mani padme hum, mean that in dependence on the practice of a path which is an indivisible union of method and wisdom, you can transform your impure body, speech, and mind into the pure exalted body, speech, and mind of a Buddha[...]"
-- H.H. Tenzin Gyatso, 14th Dalai Lama, "Om Mani Padme Hum"[7]

[edit]Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche

Monday, July 2, 2012

“When does real love begin? At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity. At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love? At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.” ~ Anaïs Nin ♥