May 16th, 2012
May 13th, 2012
When you place a distinct value on things like health, love, sex and other things, and learn to place a material value on what you’ve previously discounted for being merely intangible, you realise that you’re much wealthier than you ever imagined.
I Dream in Kodachrome - Dreamscape Series 24”x24”
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May 12th, 2012
We are living in a culture entirely hypnotized by the illusion of time, in which the so-called present moment is felt as nothing but an infinitesimal hairline between an all-powerfully causative past and an absorbingly important future. We have no present. Our consciousness is almost completely preoccupied with memory and expectation. We do not realize that there never was, is, nor will be any other experience than present experience. We are therefore out of touch with reality. We confuse the world as talked about, described, and measured with the world which actually is. We are sick with a fascination for the useful tools of names and numbers, of symbols, signs, conceptions and ideas.
Alan Watts (via slychedelic)
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May 11th, 2012
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waldosia
n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.
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There’s pain and pleasure - they come in equal measure
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Feeling, while going about, that be is a wave of the ocean of self; while sitting, that he is a bead strung on the thread of universal consciousness: while perceiving objects of sense, that he is realizing himself by perceiving the self: and, while sleeping, that he is drowned in the ocean of bliss; – he who, inwardly constant, spends his whole life thus is, among all men, the real seeker of liberation.
Shankaracharya (via breathemystardust)
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