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A social life or asocial lie?

"He was deep, too deep, beyond deep, I do not know what he is, would I fall into the well of his deepness?" (J.S.)

'The greatest poem ever known
Is one all poets have outgrown
The poetry, innate, untold,
Of being only four years old.

Still young enough to be a part
Of Nature's great impulsive heart,
Born comrade of bird, beast, and tree
And unselfconscious as the bee-

And yet with lovely reason skilled
Each day new paradise to build;
Elate explorer of each sense,
Without dismay, without pretense!

In your unstained transparent eyes
There is no conscience, no surprise:
Life's queer conundrums you accept,
Your strange divinity still kept.

Being, that now absorbs you,
all Harmonious, unit, integral,
Will shred into perplexing bits,-
Oh, contradictions of the wits!

And Life, that sets all things in rhyme,
may make you poet, too, in time-
But there were days, O tender elf,
When you were Poetry itself!'

(Christopher Morley)

anxiety. where does it come from?

in a state of mind where there's lots of time to deal consciously with emotions, it's possible to prevent spiritual escapism and be brave and look the truth in the eye to deal with it.

being completely focused on a study goal for months takes away that ability. it's o.k. because intense study time usually passes by.

It is all in all a talent to deal with the incredible unspeakable, a talent that nobody has, and everybody fakes, or he breaks.

how to stay far from the madding crowd
and connect peacefully intertwined with the hearties

Us and them

"We are all complicated, confused chaotic beings projecting an image of steadfast sanity to the wider world. The world is a much less isolating place when we understand that we are not all that different from everybody else".

my feet on the brakes of a ferrari, that's how it felt like
your example of lifting the foot from the brake changed that
i feel like a clamped coil about to backfire into unleash in ecstasy, fireworks, high on hormones, thoughts and being alive

Your tree

Your branches spread out explosively following the root impulse of clear intuition, the tree grows and grows. You rise into the sky faster than bamboo. I love living in your tree, spread my wings to another place for a while, but every day I fly around your tree and sometimes I sit on the newer twigs and sway with your strong hold in the wind and am in awe and in love abbout all the fresh buds and branches. There I want to be, in your crown, the top of your tree, there I want to make my nest. And once I'm ready, the bird will fly to wherever your branches have spread and if your whisper allows, let myself land up there and sing my song all over your miracle.

i don't have to be a soldier.

stop.

breath.

there's the non soldier.
in the battlefield.

'get out of there!'

your call saved me.
i'm not leaving soon enough for you.
you hate to see me suffer
i love you even more for that
but you saved me.
all my life you'll have my love for that
the universe brought you to me
and i want to be your joy, melt away the sadness
and as i come into your life again, if you let me, this is what i'll do

God's touch said
be still
child
be still
the universe means it good
with both of you

Die Gehirntentakel

Identität ist etwas Überpersönliches
Ja und Nein sind nichts Unversöhnliches
Schwarz und Weiß sind beide Licht
Und die Nonexistenz, die gibt es nicht

und so vereinst du den Schein mit dem Sein
demontierst dein altes Heim um dein Wesen zu befreien
(Was redest du für Scheiße?
Wie wär's wenn ich dich einfach beiße?)

Sie bemerken dass das Fallen zu Schweben wird
wenn man aufhört sich an Dingen festzukrallen

(Käptn Peng und Die Tentakel von Delphi)

Reaction is in your hands, what others do isn't

The leader of this constellation is pretty much him. He can be a master at handling it to pure collaboration in a very delicate subtlety, if this is his will. 

Meanwhile I do my thing. I feel such a love for me, such a strength, and I'll be fine - there's a deep knowing in my heart about that.

We're alike

'Hey welcome to waking up to the world of the instinct, it's normal little bird... you're not an alien, we're all like this.'

illusionary thunderstorm

nature, be my vessel
dissolve the fuss
purify my intentions, might they be good or bad

there's a thick layer around my soul
self remains hidden
the 'i' became bulletproof
cause it's all about muscles and strength
fight, or die

love's too intense for this
it's not for cowards,
coming with vulnerability
where's love?
where's my heart?

'i' hid my heart away
it's nowhere to be seen, felt, or found
slip on the inconcrete until 'i' do

this is survival mode
the illusionary thunderstorm
there's a disgrace
that doesn't resonate with my core
there's a disgrace that declares war with it...

i lost my child
i lost my heart

Human spectrum

explore the human spectrum

start within yourself

Schooling is a manufacturing process whereby the raw material called curious boys is turned into products called obedient men.

Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Intuition

The scapegoat was a canal for the rage
but so ill-directed:
No, it's not feminism, no, it's not Beamtentum, no, it's not.
It's the whole mentality.
It's the composition of multidimensional rivers of causa

I have to create by letting my intuition radiate.
MY intuition.
I don't want to be a taker, I want to add value

I'm a bird
can only be caged for a while before I break out
I open myself to the doors that make my heart sing
I fly with my own wings
I will fly no matter if you're there
I give unconditional love
I respect and expect respect
I feel so much compassion for my dreams
Disgraceful unloving ego demonstration is impossible to respect
I long for a depth in love that scares the shit out of the ego

I run with the wolves as one
I look for my pack and when I meet one,
our eyes lock and we're a force of nature

I'm gonna learn learn learn every day of my life
soak up every life lesson
leave behind institutions and
soar exploring the universe within myself and others
and love fiercely
until the curtain falls

Infatuation and bonds

Secrets. How much is to be shared? Shall I share mine with you, like you with me? The world is beautiful, and my soul shoots across the sky, and somehow, I feel free, and I love, love you, I send this message to you with my spirit

Wild soul, my love, I feel free with you

What ain't freedom

"You don’t want to try, you don’t want to care; you’d just rather sit there and wait for things to fall into place. And the scariest part is: it feels good."

 that ain't freedom
what is freedom
and how much freedom do we need, actually
do we say freedom but mean something else?

Reset

Reset

.

Reset to before the adult hormones kicked in

Look in the eyes

Whenever you have something important to say to someone you love

stand in front of them in person

look them in the eyes

let you both look into each other's universes

maybe you share one

think then what you really want to say

and then be as pure as you can be

when you form your words

let yourself fall 

let go

be as vulnerable as you possibly can be

look her in the eyes

look him in the eyes

carry these words with love

Conversation

The clouded moon sends down his lactic light across the stone wall. The whole city stretches far out, the country borders blurred in night fog. Sheet lightning shrugs across the flanks of the mountain. The tea is still warm. The crickets chirr in tune with the crackling of the bonfire. Psychedelic tunes gently vibrating through the forest.
'Rising into love. It's different than falling in love. It's an organic process, it makes a shift in consciousness. It burns itself into the being as a deep mark. It changes ways, is a catalyst for feeling alive and leads down the roots to who you are and what is most important to you in life. You both can just see each other. That's mind-blowing.  You can only thrive in it by constantly rising and that's what your partner has to do at the same time, even when apart. You cannot allow cowardice in love, you got to be brave. Going within and learning all about what's there. Mastering to surf on the inner waves and intuition. Giving up control completely and then taking it back, independently. That has to happen. We're always evolving. It's our nature. A love that can't evolve is stagnant and no love. Love spreads its endless fire through the deepest knots of your soul over and over again over a long period of time. I don't identify with consuming people, that's superficial. Once you have a connection, a real one, it is permanent, even when lays dormant for some time. Soulmates can always collide again, they have their twin universe. Because you're made of the same material. It's always gonna be there.'
Hammocks are like cradles. The slow rocking from side to side, the night sky through the leaves of the forest ceiling, and the crickets hum a lullaby.

Out there

his presence entered the room as if he himself was there

while physically
he was thousands of miles away
in the land of deserts

and
I'm out there too

Armour

Like a soldier

Where is the good world - inside or outside

I found my armour :  e g o

ego, you're just a tool in this world
when I don't need you anymore, you'll dissolve as self breathes
but right now
- as long as he is not there physically -
you protect .

and deep down, deep down, there's something else that protects. you just have to dare to look at it.

A paragon of wisdom

"It's impossible to respect yourself until you grow teeth, and if you grow teeth you realise you're somewhat dangerous, or somewhat seriously dangerous. (...)

It's necessary for people to integrate their shadow and that is a terrible thing for people to attempt (...)

It's a matter of facing the thing you least want to face."

(J.B. Peterson)

Wait and see.
Wait to see.

to all

drop the persona

be true

forget the fakeness, get it out of your system

"Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes to recognize its own.

There you can be sure you are not beyond love
The dark will be your womb tonight
The night will give you a horizon further than you can see

You must learn one thing
The world was made to be free in 

Give up all the other worlds except the one to which you belong
Sometimes it takes darkness
and the sweet confinement of your aloneness
to learn anything
or anyone
that does not bring you alive
 is too small for you."

 David Whyte

Dawn

new dawn
sun rays came over the hills and outpoured themselves through the valley
over and through the plants, the trees
we became one in the night

plants are probably the only living beings on earth who are pure
maybe that's why they have healing power

in my prayer i found
i found the switch
and here it is

it was like my soul spread its wings
fuelled by the sun

the bird
is free

he said

don't say sorry

i prohibit you to say sorry, you mustn't say the word ever again
while dancing with me
just relax
and enjoy

he said

and i moved into it

his lead.

You can't protect people. You can only make them strong.
You can't heal people. You can only love them.

Learn the opposite

Learn how to be not agreeable sometimes.
Learn how to be not conscientious sometimes, how to let go.
Learn how to say NO
Learn how to not justify yourself the whole time.

Sounds that make me incredibly peaceful

To all my connected souls

You could be silent and I still hear you

I can't let you do this with me

if i want to be gentle with myself.