How is your sobriety going
It went somewhere without my ass. I'm still skitzing hard and disappointing my momma.
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“I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teaching my blood whispers to me.”
— Rumi
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Krishna and gopis, kerala mural
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Woodcut print of the twelve signs of the zodiac, German, 16th century.
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“Only from the heart can you touch the sky.”
Rumi
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“You don’t have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body.”
— C.S. Lewis (via thoughtkick)
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Image: Furusiyya (Horsemanship) by George Lewis, gouache and oil on paper.
“Why think thus O men of piety
I have returned to sobriety
I am neither a Moslem nor a Hindu
I am not Christian, Zoroastrian, nor Jew
I am neither of the West nor the East
Not of the ocean, nor an earthly beast
I am neither a natural wonder
Nor from the stars yonder
Neither flesh of dust, nor wind inspire
Nor water in veins, nor made of fire
I am neither an earthly carpet, nor gems terrestrial
Nor am I confined to Creation, nor the Throne Celestial
Not of ancient promises, nor of future prophecy
Not of hellish anguish, nor of paradisic ecstasy
Neither the progeny of Adam, nor Eve
Nor of the world of heavenly make-believe
My place is the no-place
My image is without face
Neither of body nor the soul
I am of the Divine Whole.
I eliminated duality with joyous laughter
Saw the unity of here and the hereafter
Unity is what I sing, unity is what I speak
Unity is what I know, unity is what I seek
Intoxicated from the chalice of Love
I have lost both worlds below and above
Sole destiny that comes to me
Licentious mendicity
In my whole life, even if once
Forgot His name even per chance
For that hour spent, for such moment
I’d give my life, and thus repent
Beloved Master, Shams-e Tabrizi
In this world with Love I’m so drunk
The path of Love isn’t easy
I am shipwrecked and must be sunk.”
- Rumi
“There is no religion without Virtue”
- Old Bedouin Proverb
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““Anger is a perversion of courage, as lust is a perversion of love.”
— St. Gregory of Nyssa
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“The tree that would grow to heaven, must send its roots to hell.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche
(via aspiritualwarrior)
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“In Greek, the word “thyself” is pronounced “Sayton”…thyself is the Satan you must face.”
— (via didanawisgi)
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