You are a thing of beauty. You are cherished. Yet, I shall not hold you out as a sacred thing; like some golden, bejeweled chalice rescued from antiquity. Never. I have no care for pretty, useless things.
I will fill you, and I will drink deeply from you. The world will know that you are mine by the stains of my fingertips, the marks of my teeth, and the pride with which you wear them.
I will desecrate you by my use, or I will not look upon you at all.
They deem me mad because I will not sell my days for gold; and I deem them mad because they think my days have a price.
Kahlil Gibran (via vastwilderness)
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The Truth is the only thing you’ll ever run into that has no agenda.
Adyashanti (via lazyyogi)
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Rhesus monkeys at Swayambhu Temple in Nepal for a typical morning of basking, playing, and nosing around for food
National Geographic | April 1980
You need not worry about your worries. Just be. Don’t be restless about ‘being quiet’, miserable about ‘being happy’. Just be aware that you are and remain aware - don’t say: “Yes I am; what’s next?” There is no ‘next’ in ‘I am’. It is a timeless state.
Nisargadatta Maharaj (via skeletongarden)
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