leisure thoughts

children merely limited to what theyve allowed themselves to believe. what hope can there be when chains of centuries past continue to enslave us now? streched by ignorance, fear, and infadels. facade with pure intentions within impure thoughts. and all the evils and perversity of this world rush through the babies like a contagious yawn. born free of sin but die with sinful consciousness.

when mistake is learned wisdom.
when imperfection is mere perfection.
when an evil deed is counterbalanced by a good one.

we watch but we do not see
we hear but we do not listen
we talk but we do not speak

how long must we wait for unanimity?



.june twentytwelve.

Quote on Love

Immature people falling in love destroy each other's freedom, create a bondage, make a prison. Mature persons in love help each other to be free; they help each other to destroy all sorts of bondages. And when love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence there is ugliness.

A mature person does not fall in love, he or she rises in love. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love. Somehow they were managing and standing. Now they cannot manage and they cannot stand. They were always ready to fall on the ground and to creep. They don't have the backbone, the spine; they don't have the integrity to stand alone.

A mature person has the integrity to stand alone. And when a mature person gives love, he or she gives without any strings attached to it. When two mature persons are in love, one of the great paradoxes of life happens, one of the most beautiful phenomena: they are together and yet tremendously alone. They are together so much that they are almost one. Two mature persons in love help each other to become more free. There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to dominate. Only freedom and love.

- Osho

Chemical Liaison

Innocent child, fresh out of her cocoon 

a new lady, like a new butterfly 

Caught!

Enclosed fingers hard as Crystal

in a mesh of thorn and vine

Tightened wings fluttering

venomous honeysuckle

Stardust consumed in its palm

Overwhelming net of shadows

like a poison, like a drug!

Consumed sunshine to a tink

twilight of despair

Crushing grip, maddening trip

a faint ticking;

like a dyeing heart

But its hold was no more 

than a hard shell,

breakable, she could tell

She crushed out to liberation

there lies freedom for declaration

New nets and awaiting webs

but never again into an enclosed grip

excerpt from "Eloisa to Abelard"

"How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
Labour and rest, that equal periods keep;
"Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep;"
Desires compos'd, affections ever ev'n,
Tears that delight, and sighs that waft to Heav'n.
Grace shines around her with serenest beams,
And whisp'ring angels prompt her golden dreams.
For her th' unfading rose of Eden blooms,
And wings of seraphs shed divine perfumes,
For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring,
For her white virgins hymeneals sing,
To sounds of heav'nly harps she dies away,
And melts in visions of eternal day."

- Alexander Pope

spoken words

"I'm always falling down the same hill, bamboo puncturing the skin and nothing comes bleeding out of me. Just like a waterfall 2 feet below the surface and I can still make out your wavy face, and if I could just reach you maybe I could leave this place."


- I Do Not Want This : NIN