of darkness and light @earth-oracle - Tumblr Blog

I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life.

(via silenceanswer)

americayall

Caddo Lake State Park, Texas.

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shot on: olympus om-d e-m5

Changed, Folded like a sprouting leaf New again yet unseen Portals grow like pansies All buckled and waiting For the glorious unveiling The part where all the waste Falls off and the oddity of existence Arises in the new body, Shape-shifting pedestrian Of light and mourning, What does the eye see that is Blinded to its own madness? What specifically is it that writhes In the deep of the mind like A ghost trapped in a mortal shell?

#poetry #surrealist poetry #stream of consciousness #poem #metamorphosis #surrealism #abstraction #unfolding #soul #mind #consciousness

retroscifiart

Unknown artist. From the book Frontiers of Technology (1979)

stuz0r

3.22.17

lazyyogi

There are no conditions to fulfill. There is nothing to be done, nothing to be given up. Just look and remember, whatever you perceive is not you, nor yours. It is there in the field of consciousness, but you are not the field and its contents, not even the knower of the field. It is your idea that you have to do things that entangle you in the results of your efforts - the motive, the desire, the failure to achieve, the sense of frustration - all this holds you back. Simply look at whatever happens and know that you are beyond it.

Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj (via lazyyogi)