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Late night converstaions make you learn a lot about people
the moment when time became a bridge and you crossed it..
 I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree on a cold winter day. It said that Nothing Ever Happened, so don't worry. It's all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea.  I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space, but the emptiness of space will never crumble away because it was never born.
Beautiful portrayal of Four seasons.
How I feel, when I'm in nature.Â
‘‘I’m sorry,’‘ I say, to the planet that can’t hear me.And I wish she could sail through space, unfurling her white clouds to solar winds, and find a new orbit, empty of direction, where we cannot go, and where we will never find her , and where the sea, clean as a beginning, will wash away any trace of humankind.
A voice comes from behind me. ‘‘ WHO R U? Whaddya want?’‘ Big questions.. For a moment I do not know what to say..
i do not need to know you to know your energy.
Master the art of observing..
Listen to the wind, it talks. Listen to the silence, it speaks. Listen to your heart, it knows.
Taking a bath while high is fun.It makes me feel like I'm a pirate sailing the high seas. And nobody fuck with pirates...
Nobody.