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GOD
Sean Hannit is funny. People from Fox News channel, I’d feel safe giving my kids to them then the CNN “I’m not a democrat” but they are so democrat people. There are two things Native Red People hate more than anything. One, a coward, two, a liar. To lie, to be dishonest, to pretend, is the ugliest, most unfunny weird quality one can have around the fire at night. It’s so okay to lie in the name of humor, to make someone laugh, to exaggerate on purpose, but to lie all the time is worse than a physical disease, it’s a weird choice taken over and over again by the people born in a dishonest culture. How can we expect people to be true when they keep implying “you are thi body. there is nothing other than the physical world. eternity is when our body dies, but until then, there is only the physical. how can we expect them to be complete? To be okay with the other side of things? Unless one is very lucky, by the mercy of Krishna, we are to expect people to believe their education “Yes, there is only this physical world and I am nothing but the mortal body.” Unless one is blessed by the glance of a pure devotee, we are to expect the people to believe the mass illusion, and to return in their next life believing the same superficial, material centered culture. My prayers are for everyone. May everyone be healthy in body, and aware as spirit. Aho
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Tonight was interesting. I felt like a star, a radiant diamond among the noise. I know it’s getting deeper, more intense, more alive, more interesting, and I say yes to it, yes to all these new energies and yes with out with the old. Yes to feeling detached. Yes to feeling free and radiant. Yes to radiant health. Yes to being brilliant. Yes to being calm and relaxed. Yes to following my intuition. Yes to following my heart. Yes to changing things up. Yes to my change. Yes to my transformation. Yes to my new life. Yes to my new life. Yes to it. Yes to bliss. More bliss. I want more bliss. Yes to ecstasy. Yes to life. Yes to love. Yes to peace. Yes to wonder. I have agreed with these dimensions. I have communicated my heart with the community. And so it is.
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consciousness
I am conscious of my breath and body. I am detached from all my thoughts, good or bad, whatever, that’s not me. I am not my thoughts. I am not a thought. I am consciousness. And consciousness is not about something. It is. Without explanation. Consciousness is here, watching, enjoying, for consciousness is also bliss, also love, also joy, also compassion, and also sat, presence. Consciousness has two other dimensions, sat, presence, and ananda, bliss, that is the truth, so to be aware, to connect with your soul is to also connect with your presence, your bliss, your joy, your beauty. Zen walking or walking with awareness is a beautiful selfless practice that raises energy too gracefully. I am charged, my whole body is charged with compassion. I am healed. I love affirming the best. I am good. I am pure. I am honest. I am simple. I am Godly. I am free. I am innocent. I am loved. I am blissful. I am charming.
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Aho
I must die a giver. I am not a part of the superficial world. I am something much more colorful than the grey boxes and noise. I am here for all my relations. Aho
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chaotic breathing
There’s a buddhist AA meeting tonight. Excited to meditate with others around, it just makes it better, more intense, more compassionate. I appreciate chaotic breathing from Nithya Dhyan meditation technique. It has the ability to enliven the entire body, filling it with oxygen, prana, and wakefulness. Don’t know if I should keep smoking cigarettes. I do it out of anger, hopelessness, confusion. Until there’s clarity, I’ll keep smoking them down.
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altruism
I just won’t put down my vow to support others and that’s why i’m fucking beautiful because no matter how fucked up i am, i support you, i accept you, and i hope you the most beautiful journey, the most dispassionate, sober, wonderful journey, a sun filled journey home I wish upon you, a flower filled trail back home, dancing on the way with all the particles of the sun exploding in your heart, may you hold that buddhist intention to live for others, to live for others, to live for others, to live for others, may you all prosper and live in eternal youth, may you all live in longevity beauty and fame, may you all thrive as living compassionate beings, may you blossom into an infinity of flowers, cosmic flowers, may you win in life, and may you lose blissfully, may you lose happily, may you lose with the greatest sense of humor...
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yes
yes i masterbate, yes im retarded, yes i accept myself, yes i accept you thats why im fucking wonderful thats why im fucking bright because i chose yes to fucking life, fuck you school, negative school, no saying school, i’m saying yes to it all, yes i’m ditching class, yes i’m running away from your boring ass world, yes I am coyote, yes I am positive, yes I am brave, fuck you all i love you, yes
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I choose bliss. I choose the light of bliss. I choose bliss. I choose the healing light of bliss. I choose bliss. I choose the healing light of bliss. I choose blissful laughter and compassion. I choose God. I choose laughter. I choose love. I choose peace and warmth. I choose strength. I choose God. aho
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hallucination
Another day of waking up with a hallucination of my crush. And then I get out of bed and the hallucination is gone. But for those few moments when it’s just me and her and there’s no world, that’s great, maybe that gives me the energy to live my whole day.
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thank you
Wow, saying thank you a lot in the morning is abundant, it’s rich, it’s more rich than I ever thought, so many things I had I had no idea about until I used gratitude, lol, I used it, I faked it until I felt it, that channel, that dimension, so open and high.
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Be thankful for those who open you up.
Bruce Adler (via wnq-writers)
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haiku
The simple haiku
Abides in the heart chakra
Laughing life and bliss
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vagina
It’s a shameful thing, masterbating to porn, ejaculating all your life force energy on a paper towel on the ground. I don’t want anyone to find out. I don’t want to get punished. But really, the shame, the energy of shame, that’s the punishment, just choosing shame, over and over again, shame, fear, all those bad guys. I don’t know why I do it. I know it’s not positive. I know it’s not a light thing to do, but still, eh, I’ll get over it. Naked, gorgeous women having wild passionate sex with men who have huge penises. What is love? What is great sex? And is there such a thing as great sex? Or is it something meant to be transcended? Is my highest self attached to sex? Is attachment to sex fun? Is it so munch fun to be attached to sex? Bodily exploitation? Is that heaven? Is that my American dream? Being attached to sex? Vibrators, huge penises, vagina? Why am I so attached to a vagina? Why do I love a vagina so much? Because it feels good when it rubs against my penis. That’s what it’s all about, my penis feels good when it rubs with your vagina. My penis feels good when it rubs with your vagina. This is why I’m so crazy for a vagina, because when it rubs with my penis, it feels really good, it feels so good! Rubbing penis and vagina feels so good! Fuck love, fuck devotion, fuck beauty, fuck peace, fuck strength, fuck the light, it’s about sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, and nothing higher, nothing better than sex! Nothing even comes close! No need to look for anything else cause there’s that feeling when my penis rubs your vagina. My penis your vagina rubbing, rubbing, oh the harmony! Since I worship vagina, I should put a huge vagina poster on my wall, so I can remember the object of my love. I should offer incense to the vagina poster. I should remember the smell of vagina all day, I want to taste my beloved vagina every moment, oh please don’t leave my mouth! I wish to taste nothing else! Nothing is higher than you! You are the goal of life. You mean everything to me. I love you. I love you so much.
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momentary
“Love is not something permanent, eternal. Remember, what poets say is not true. Don´t take their criterion, that the true love is eternal, and untrue love is momentary - no! Just the opposite is the case. The true love is very momentary - but what a moment!... such that one can lose the whole of eternity for it, can risk the whole of eternity for it. Who wants that moment to be permanent? And why should permanency be valued so much?... because life is change, flow; only death is permanent.”
Osho, From Unconsciousness to Consciousness, Talk #18
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