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1a-imagines · 4 years

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A knights promise (part 2)

(Knight!Midoriya x reader)

↬Warnings: smut

↬Summary: After finally running away so you can be together, you find travelling isn't as easy or fun as you first thought. Luckily you have someone to take your mind off it.

↬A/n: This is day 18 of the Izumonth collab! You can find the collab post here.

This is a part 2 if you want to read part 1 you can find that here! But honestly, this one is mostly just smut so i guess you don’t really need to read part one. It just gives a bit more insight into their relationship and goals.

Also the art is mine, I'm really nervous to post my art, especially since its kinda old art and my style has changed a lot, so I don't love it. But I drew this awhile back and thought it would go well with this fic since its fantasy izuku. Anyway! Hope you enjoy ^^

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You shuffled closer to Izuku's side, half hiding behind him, hoping his body would act as a shield against all the wildlife.

Izuku couldn’t help but chuckle at the way your nose crinkled up at the new environment.

"Have the forests always been so-..." you paused thinking of the right word to say. "disgusting?” you asked as you stepped around yet another puddle of sludge. Your hands tightened around his arm. The forest was indeed a beautiful sight from the palace windows, but now you were trudging through mud and wet grass, your boots already caked in dirt, it wasn't as enchanting as you thought it would be.

Izuku gave your hands a light pat. “I know you’re not used to these conditions yet, but I think you're overreacting a bit, princess. It’s just a bit of mud.” He giggled at your sour expression. Truth be told he expected you would be a lot more enthusiastic about the whole situation, finally having freedom, getting to date him without worry, travelling to far off kingdoms and learning new things. You had always dreamed of such a life.

Though it seemed you never thought through the possibility that not everything would be easy and perfect.

"Still, had I have known it would've been this bad I would've brought bigger boots." You muttered. So far this whole 'adventuring' thing has had its ups and downs, like yesterday when you both found that hidden waterfall, the water was sparkling in the sun, vines the trees hung low to keep it hidden as flowers bloomed around the edge of the lake. It was lovely, you both got to splash around in the sun, make a campfire and sit under the stars when night came. It was amazing! One of the most beautiful nights of your life in fact. However, walking through blank fields filled with nothing but muddy sludge wasn't so magical.

A yelp escaped your throat when you were suddenly lifted into the air. You instinctively wrapped your arms around Izuku’s neck as he carried your bridal style. With raised eyebrows you turned to the man who held you in his arms. "What are you doing?" You asked Izuku who grinned in response, "The mud is bothering you right? And as your knight it's my job to protect you even from nature!" He declared, you couldn’t help but smile at him.

"You're not technically my knight anymore, I ran away, remember? So I'm not royalty." While his logic confused you, you weren't about to complain that you were his arms. "I'll always be your knight, royalty or not, I'm always going to protect you." His smile melted your heart, like the sun beaming down on an ice cream cone.

You pressed your flushed face into his shoulder, deciding not to reply. He looked so determined there was no way you would win this argument.

He carried you for hours, and with every step he took guilt stacked another brick onto your heart. Weren't you getting heavy for him. Surely he must be getting tired? He was strong, no doubt. He had trained sith the royal guards, as well as in his spare time, for years! But carrying another human in your arms for hours!? Even the strongest of men would tire eventually.

Catching your eyes he smiled at you, silently reassuring you that he was ok. You purse your lips in response, not believing him, you had already asked him countless times if he was tired, you had told him he could put you down whenever he wanted, but it seemed like he was pretty content with you in his arms.

The more he walked the denser the forest grew. It was a nice day, the sun's light caressing your skin in the best of ways, the breeze brought a refreshing chill every now and then, you could have fallen asleep in his arms then and there. "I don't think we're going to make it to the next down by sundown.." He muttered, shaking his head with a sigh.

"Then maybe you shouldn't have carried me so far, we left the muddy field hours ago and you still won't put me down." You giggled, playfully poking his cheek with your finger. . He blinked, a blush coating his cheeks. "I-I just like holding you!"

He was indulging in the fact he no longer had to hide his love and affection for you, carrying his princess in his arms was just another way to show the outside world who you belonged to, despite having passed no people at all. It was more for his own satisfaction.

"There's a cave over there! We can rest there for tonight!" Your voice snapped him from his thoughts. Your finger pointed out to a lake with a waterfall. It was hard to see but there was a small, circular, opening in the rocks of the cliff. "Good find!" He smiled at you as you jumped from his arms and hurried towards the cave, you wanted to make sure it would be safe enough to sleep in tonight. Izuku pouted as you ran off, already missing the warmth your body provided.

He followed you into the cave, it wasn't big

but it was dry and would keep you hidden from the dangers the night brought. "This will do for tonight, from the looks of the clouds over the mountains it's going to rain soon and we don't want to be stuck outside when it does. That would mean more mud." He grinned at you, nudging you with his elbow. You flushed at the jab he made and turned your head away.

What a tease.

You both took off your bags and placed your items down, Izuku went off to collect sticks to make a fire and you began to roll out your sleeping bags. You kicked away all the stones and dirt before placing them down next to each other. You made sure there was enough room for the campfire, you weren't working with a whole lot of space and the last thing you needed was for your beds to catch fire.

You finished your task relatively quickly and decided to walk outside to the lake's edge. There was a small pathway around the water leading to your cave. It was narrow, meaning you both had to shuffle along sideways to get in and out of the cave,

but it also meant the likelihood of others finding or walking into your cave was very slim.

You took your shoes off at the entrance of the cave and sat down, dipping your feet and lower calves into the water. You closed your eyes and leaned back onto your hands, taking in all the sounds of nature. The rusting of tree leaves, the calls of birds singing with each other, the sloshing of the water as you gently kicked your legs.

Izuku found you peacefully becoming one with nature, a smile made its way to his lips. He figured it would be hard for you to adjust to such a big lifestyle change, going from silk sheets and servants tending to your every need to sleeping bags and having to fend for yourself wouldn't be easy for everyone. You certainly struggled with some of it but at times like this, when you were soaking in the sun, and allowing your surroundings to bring you peace he couldn't help but feel pride for you.

You were doing your best to enjoy this new lifestyle, no matter how much of a shock to your system it was.

He left you alone for now and got to setting up the fire, it took about ten minutes to get the fire going, just in time for thunder to roar from over the mountain tops, a cry of war directed to nature.

You walked back into the cave to avoid being caught in it. Izuku handed you some fruit to snack on, he wished he could offer you a nice meal but when travelling, it wasn't that easy.

“Stop pulling that face.” You said as you took the apple from him, and took a bite.

He blinked, looking up to meet your eyes. “W-what?” You frowned, sitting down beside him, the fire crackling before you both as raindrops began to fall from the sky outside. "You keep pulling that face, as though you're afraid you're not doing good enough."

You could read him like an open book. Granted he never tried to hide his feelings from you. He just wanted to make you happy, you must be so used to your lavish lifestyle, but now you're stuck trudging around in mud and living off apples for every meal. He looked down at the ground, his lips parted as he tried to speak but no words came.

"You already know why I left, but allow me to remind you." You flicked his forehead, a way to get him to look back at you. He frowned, rubbing the sore spot on his head. "I left because I want to be with you, no matter where we are. Whether I'm sitting in a palace eating a piping hot meal or in a cave eating an apple. None of that matters to me, what matters is that I have you by my side." Your hand came up to his cheek, the pad of your thumb brushing over his red cheek.

He half smiled at you, there was still some uncertainty despite your words. However, he wouldn’t be Izuku if he wasn't always worrying over all the little details. You chose to be with him, and he was determined to give you the best life possible. Even if he had his worries he always appreciated you trying to reassure him. He was so lucky to have someone like you in his life, someone willing to give up everything for him. He silently vowed to give you the rest of his life in return. He nuzzled into your hand, pressing it closer to his face. “I love you.” he whispered.

“I love you too.” You smiled, brushing some hair from his eyes before moving in as he did to join your lips in a sweet kiss.

What was meant to be a reassuring peck quickly turned into tongues dancing and hands fumbling. A kiss that stole your breath away. Your hands trailed from his cheeks, down his neck to place on his shoulders. He shivered at your feather-like touches that glided across his skin. His hands pulled you forward by your waist bringing you to his chest.

Your head titled as his did, deepening the kiss. You hummed as his tongue traced over your lips, desperate to feel more of you. You parted your lips, getting up on your knees, never breaking the kiss, and shuffling forward until you were close enough to straddle his lap. He felt him smile into the kiss when you sat on him, like he had gotten his way. His skin was already tingling despite the layers of clothes in the way.

Your fingers tangled into his hair, tugging at the locks, wordlessly begging for more. He got the hint, his hands pushing under your shirt and taking it off in one movement. His scarred hands began tracing shapes into your back as you began gasping for air. He pulled back from your lips, teeth gently tugging at your lip as he did so.

When you looked into his eyes you saw them burning with desire and that alone was enough to send a pool of heat to your core. He moved forward again, lip connecting to your neck, his hot breath fanned against your skin sending shivers down your spine, a small hum escaping your lips as you pulled his head closer.

He left marks all over your neck and collarbone, sucking and nibbling at your soft skin. He soon trailed down to your chest as he unclasped your bra and moved it aside. His eager lips attached to your breast, and while his mouth began to suck on your sensitive buds, playing and groping with the mounds of fat as his hands rolled your hips forward. A groan echoed through the cave when he felt your clit grinding against his growing erection. You moaned, taking the hint and grinding against him creating a heated friction between you. The way you hugged him closer, begging for more, how your hips desperately rolled forward to feel more of him, it turned him on so much he could feel the blood rushing to his throbbing cock.

He pulled away from your breasts, his hands fumbled with your pants. He did take a second to catch his breath as he pulled your pants off leaving you only in panties. He took a second to admire your body, hands caressing up and down your sides as his eyes drank you in. "Gods… you're so beautiful. How did I get so lucky?" He smiled, pressing a loving peck to your bare shoulder. He was always so sappy, even now when you were grinding against him.

You smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek and yanking on his hair. You were desperate to feel more of him, you needed him. He got the hint and pulled off his own pants, throwing them to the side before taking off his shirt. You looked over his scars, pressing kisses to a few of them.

Once you were both rid of all the clothes that kept you apart, he picked you up bridal style, carrying you over to the fur sleeping bags. He lay you down, coaxing your legs apart so he could get between them, your lips locked again, your naked bodies rubbed together, it felt so much better without the clothes in between. He moaned, getting up onto his knees and fisting his hard cock in his hand.

He gave you an expecting look and you crawled forward. You sat back on your knees when you reached him, looking up at him through your lashes, pupils dilated. He smiled down at you, one hand petting your hair as the tip of his cock traced around your lips. "Open up, princess." He whispered and you obeyed.

He pushed his hips forward until his ball hit your chin, tears peaking at the corner of your eyes as you swallowed his length, the tip hitting the back of your throat. He wiped them away for you, "Suck on it for me princess." He muttered breathlessly.

Your tongue circled around the tip, the salty taste of pre cum hitting your taste buds. You bobbed your head up and down, impatience making your actions erratic. He breathed out, eyes sliping close as he marvelled in the feeling of your hot mouth around his aching cock. It took everything in him not to start thrusting forward into your mouth, but he didn't want to hurt you.

You grabbed onto his hips for better leverage, quickening your pace. Saliva began to drip from your mouth, onto your bouncing tits. "Mhh, yeah, just like that baby." You removed one hand from his side and slipped it between your legs, his loud moans and words of praise were too much for you, your ever growing heat needed to be tended to.

Izuku opened his eyes to see where your hand had gone, and upon seeing you pleasuring yourself as you sucked on his member got too overwhelming. His head went back, toes curling as he inhaled a sharp breath. "P-princess i'm going to cum!" he let out a strangle moan, his body curling forward as he released his hot seed into your mouth. He panted as you pulled away, cum covered your lips. Your tongue poked out to lick up every drop as you stared deep into his eyes.

His lips parted at the sight of you greedily lapping up his cum. You smiled at his reaction before laying back down on the sleeping bag. He smiled back, crawling over your body. You were far from done.

He connected his lips back to yours, noses clumsily bumping together, he could taste himself on your tongue, it boosted his ego. Your hips began to rock against his, your slick coating his cock as it slipped between your folds. You sighed into the kiss, grabbing at his hair and neck to pull him closer.

His lips started to trail back down your body, this time going further than your breasts. He kissed his way down your stomach, soon his face was between your legs, he could feel your heat, see your dripping arousal. He licked his lips, squeezing your thigh before diving forward. His tongue pushed inside your hole, lapping up your juices, his nose buried deep into your clit.

You gasped, back arching and toes curling when your aching core finally had some attention. He moaned at your taste, sending vibrations down your spine. Your beautiful noises of pleasure bounced off the walls of the cave. Neither of you had to be quiet anymore, there were no guards, no servants, not even family to be careful of, and he wanted to hear you scream out his name.

"Fuck! p-please. Just fill me up already." You mewled. He looked up at you with a grin, pulling away from you as he licked his lips. You'd never seen such an animalistic look in his eyes. It was like a lion stalking in on his prey.

He got onto his knees, grabbing your hips and pulling your forward. He pressed the tip of his cock to your clit, teasingly rubbing it up and down, slapping it a few times. You whined at his teasing before finally pressing it into your hole.

You simultaneously released low groans. Your hands grabbed at the fabric of the sleeping bags as his fingers dug into your hips. A trapped sigh escaped his lips once he was fully in. He gave you a few seconds to adjust as he put your legs over his shoulders and leaned forward so he could grab and hold one of your hands.

"M-move- fuck~ please!" You moaned. He didn't need to be told twice. He began to pound into you without hesitation. Each thrust of his hips made you whimper and whine, you squeezed his hand as the heat in your core grew.

"Mmh~ you're taking me so well. G-Good girl." He whispered, his hips quickening at the sound of your squelching pussy. He moaned, his cock going sliding into deep. As much as his body wanted to throw his head back he fought to keep it forward. He didn't want to miss a second of your expression. You looked so beautiful, your hair falling around your head like some sort of halo. The way you bit your lip, your eyes rolling back as those blissful, slutty moans left your parted lips.

It was all too perfect.

He took his hand from yours, sitting up and changing the position. He bent you over, ass in the air and your glistening pussy on display for him. He moaned at the sight before slipping back inside of you. His hands clamped down on your waist, pulling you back into him. It was so much faster, harder, you were both screaming out in pleasure at the new position. His cock reached new places.

You rolled your hips against him, eyes rolling back into your head as you desperately grabbed for something to hold onto, fearing that you were already about to come undone around him. You felt his hands rub at your ass cheeks, his eyes admiring how perfectly round and plump they were.

He leaned over your body, chest against your back, one hand holding him up as the other moved around to your swollen clit. He drilled into you as his fingers rubbed circles into your clit. His lips leaving small kisses to your bare shoulder in between his moans.

"Oh.. oh, Y/n~ princess." He panted into your ear. "Are you ready to be filled?" He asked, nuzzling your neck with his nose. His toes were digging into the floor as he felt his throbbing cock ach for release. He wanted to stuff you full of his cum as you screamed out his name.

You nodded, moaning out a string of yes's. You pushed your hips back, keeping up with his lightning speed, your breasts bouncing with each thrust. He closed his eyes, back arching as he felt his hot ropes of cum spill inside of you as you cried out his name, your juices spilling over his hand. Your body curled in on itself as the pleasure washed over you.

He fucked you through your orgasms, only pulling out when his cock had stopped twitching.

You both collapsed onto the fur. He wasted no time pulling you into his arms, hand moving around to massage your hips as he always did. You did your best to ignore the feeling of his cum slipping out of you and dripping onto your thigh.

With a light kiss to your forehead he pulled you to lay on his chest. "You ok, princess?"

You giggled at his concern. "We've done this so many times now and you still worry about hurting me?" His face flushed red, eyes turning away to look at the pouring rain outside the cave. "I-I would never want to hurt you." He confessed.

You took his face into your hand, turning him to look at you. You pressed a kiss to his lips and lay your head back down. "It was amazing as always. Don't worry."

He nodded, both of you laying in silence for a while as you enjoyed the sounds of nature. The calming sounds of rain showering down from the sky, the cackling of the fire that kept you both warm. It was so peaceful. There were no other people in sight, no guards, royals, townspeople. It was just you two, alone, how you both had always wanted it to be.

"You never told me what your mom said when you told her we were leaving." You turned to face him again, resting your chin on his shoulder. His hand ran through your locks absentmindedly.

"She was happy for us. She said she was glad i was following my heart, that i found someone who loves me enough to give up everything they have just to be with me." He smiled, recalling her reaction. "All she asks is that we come back to visit every now and then, and when we eventually find a good home to settle down in, we have to send her a letter telling her our whereabouts so she can come visit us too."

You smiled, it would be so nice to have her visit your home, to be able to cook for her for once. She always took good care of you whenever you went to visit. You couldn't wait to return the favour. "That sounds nice doesn't it?"

He hummed in agreement, the image of you both living in a cottage, somewhere in the forest. Not too far from civilisation but enough to have your own space. No one to bother you, everyday would be peaceful. You could have spare rooms for guests. Maybe a family and pets someday.

"Yeah, that sounds amazing." He smiled, looking at you. His one and only princess, his first and only love.

He couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with you.

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communelife-blog · 6 years

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We are out of Timeless

We are Out of Timeless-

How our search for meaning is lost in our search for our identity

The search for meaning in life first demands that we examine what life is itself.

If there are a set of rules for why the universe is the way it is, if it has logical, comprehensible meaning, then human life would be an expression of those rules. Therefore, those rules must be able to be found inside the human being as well and from a subjective point of view, it’s the easiest place to start!

What is life? Firstly, life is the condition that sets humans, animals and plants apart from inorganic matter. And while endless sentences can be added onto this statement, I will suggest that what is more important that the definition is the experience of it.

Our sun gives light and we see ourselves and we see the universe because of it. We know that light speed is not infinite, and that that therefore warps our view of the distant universe. But on earth, the light and the heat of the sun is creating/giving what we call life. What moves light or creates light (is there God?) is a question presently beyond the need of this piece.

The force of the sun creates and works through all living matter in an ever- evolving movement. This movement has produced all the intricate ecological systems on earth. These systems allow multifarious and infinitely complex forms to thrive, reproduce and prosper.

Again, definitions such as this are endlessly debatable and ultimately unhelpful in first understanding properly what life is.

What is important in this description is to understand in gross terms, the power, balance and creativity capable by the movement of light over consecutive momentary movements.

Since the formation of our planet, if we are to follow conventional evolutionary thinking, human life has, as well, grown out of this movement of light.

On the frontier of all evolution on earth, light never exists outside the immediate moment. Yet it evolves things, growing and creating the variety of life that exists in our planet. Including that of the intricate physical, mental and emotional structure of the human.

During the early evolution of man, his conscious mind was bound in space and time to the passing moment, we were genuinely ‘human beings’. We were being human. They had little or no capacity to reflect or predict. Early humans only experienced life as a constant sense of being in the present moment, the feeling of now.

“The present moment” and “Now-ness” have had a lot of coverage in the recent decades as a way of connecting ourselves with general feelings of spirituality or its multitude of reported health benefits.

But the present moment is much deeper than most people practice or allow into their lives. Even saying the word “Now” we can observe a small but distinct movement of time between the sound of the N” and the sound of the “w” reaching our intended target. Even more so, the sounds exiting our mouths in the same way and again more so if we regard the movement of air that passes through our vocal chords to produce the sounds.

In fact when we are really paying attention to the present moment, before we even start speaking, it is far beyond us before we can even acknowledge it. The moment in itself is timeless because there is always a deeper level of attention we can give to its passing. Ultimately, perception through the senses comes before the thinking analysis of what those senses are telling our brains.

Yet light is still there in the smallest moments, creating and evolving as always.

The amazing thing about this is that without our conscious planning or effort, we managed to evolve to such an amazing degree, a complete synthesis of blood, tissue and bone and sense. Anthropologists estimate we did this over hundreds of thousands of years, possibly even millions. Yet, the 7000 years of recorded civilization has brought us to this current climate of near self-destruction. What’s changed?

Our separation from the animal consciousness came as we slowly evolved a capacity to live outside the present moment and see space and time from a broader perspective.

In being able to see outside the present moment he developed a capacity to observe the way objects around him were moving. He was able for the first time to be captivated by the beauty that evolution had provided his environment with. It helped him develop language, art and culture.

Now he could see his own movements in comparison to others. To reflect and predict what might come next. For the first time he was able to understand how his actions affected his environment. It allowed him to dominate other life forms around him.

But he also developed a new trait. Before, processes in the present moment were changing him. He grew from an infant to an adult with the passing moment. Now, he also knew he was separate from others around him in some way.

He understood that there was something unique about his individual nature. But the clarity of this perception also confused him. In knowing the beauty of his own harmony in nature but feeling separate in some way, he began to question, “Who am I? Where am I? And what is my individual purpose here?”

He learned that his actions provoked a positive/ pleasurable or negative/painful response. So he learned it to be a good or bad, or a right or wrong behavior. His ego was being born.

This opening of consciousness, where for the first time, we saw outside the momentary movement of light that was creating our lives, could be the story of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. From the innocent perfection of life, they metaphorically ate from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil.

No longer was he solely part of the evolving natural world around him, he began to take control of things himself. In the 20th Century, Sigmund Freud grossly explained how ego worked by saying that it needed to maintain a positive image of itself.

In the same way, it was no good for the newly self-conscious man to have the same qualities as someone else. It didn’t separate him from the others around him. Therefore he felt it could not be an accurate description of who he really was, as this separate, free- thinking individual, moving independently.

He was compelled to learn, to push himself into different situations to show his individuality, to explain who this human was. In practice, he never left the eternal evolving moment but his opened perception, now stretching infinitely in front and behind him, encouraged him to believe that he could learn who he was and control his environment through the accumulation of knowledge.

The more you know, the more you realize you know nothing- Aristotle

Society grew out of this rapidly expanding basis for self-discovery. The ability to dominate our neighbors is a way of expressing our egoic identity, of defining ourselves separate from the whole. We think we are better or right or think life is good this way.

The fear of the uncontrollable, namely death, pushed us to work harder. To learn as much as we could. We realized that death was the barrier to learning everything. And we couldn’t stop it coming to us.

The result of the last 7000 years or so of human civilization has been a flowering of the scientific, rational, knowledge and intellectually- based wonder of man’s ability to analyze his environment.

Our individual identity has developed to such an extent that we find the idea almost foreign that our existence is still 100% connected to nature. From how we move, to what we wear and produce to what we eat, what we drink and what we breathe and how we connect to others.

In the age of hyper information via the internet, we are discovering that there is no limit to how much we can learn. And because we value learning as a way of self- expression, of discovering who we are, we are constantly trapped into the technology that we hope will show us our individuality.

“Peace is not merely an important goal we seek, but the means by which we arrive at that goal” Martin Luther King

So, the question is, what does this imply for finding meaning of life?

Man is trapped in two lives. The one that happens to him with the movement of light through his matter, evolving with the earth as it has since the beginning. The other is trapped in an egoic vision of himself, pursuing an elusive goal, consuming greater and greater amounts at faster and faster speeds.

We are being overwhelmed with information and the evidence is mounting. It has been suggested that in the UK in the last decade , there’s been a huge increase in mental health problems, particularly with the young. As many as 25% of 16-25 years olds (a generation reared on the values of ‘self-expression’ and the internet) are reporting mental health issues.

Of course! How could they possibly keep up the amount of learning taking place around them? Finding an ‘egoic home’ is virtually impossible. The inevitable result is a lack of self-esteem, of helplessness, the most common cause of depression (a leading complaint).

Man has mostly forgotten that he owes his own life to something way beyond the control of his time and mind- expanded conscious reasoning.

Our religions used to be an escape for finding deeper significance in life. But modern religion is also trapped in a two- way crush. One, as institutions connected to individual states, they compromise any notion of universal meaning for man by supporting governments that promote self- interested ideas, competition and barriers against others. Two, absolute commitment to dogma rather than to life itself has promoted a confusion of interpretation, made worse by the sheer numbers of languages that exist on earth.

I can say with all my heart, that the current system of world governments can only lead to war, barbarism and conflict- Einstein

But the essence of all true religions at their heart is not only a search for peace, but also a commitment to silence. Monasticism in Christianity, Kabala in Judaism, Sufi Islam, Buddhism, Taoism and Hinduism all share a commitment to prayer, contemplation, meditation or some practice to focus and quieten the mind.

To achieve this they surrounded themselves in silence, usually in nature. The early Christian desert fathers took to the Egyptian sands for the stillness of the environment, the silence outside helping them reach silence and clarity inside.

Keep silent, because the world of silence is a vast fullness- Rumi, Islamic Sufi

God speaks in many ways but silence is his first language- Thomas Keating, Dominican Monk

When you go beyond yourself and sit for a moment in peaceful silence then you can appreciate who you really are- Karen Berg, Kabala

Silence is an empty space. Empty space is the home of the awakened mind- Buddha

Silence, the unique language, ever surging in the heart, is the state of grace- Ramana Maharashi  

In the attitude of silence, the soul finds its path in a clearer light and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness- Gandhi 

The biggest revelation is silence- Lao Tzu

Seen from this viewpoint it is clear that the current direction of the world is unsustainable. Our world demands noise and busy- ness at all times.

The problems of this world lie in our inability to live in the harmony from which we have evolved. We are following a misguided belief that solely through analysis and accumulation of information we can resolve our greatest questions.

But the less time we have in our life for space and consideration, the more prone we are to making decisions on impulse, factors that make us increasingly susceptible to being manipulated by government spin, advertising and instant self- gratification.

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