Monday, February 22, 2010

nature amore

nature girl by grupo grial

“there is pleasure in the pathless woods;
there is rapture on the lonely shore;
there is society, where none intrudes,
by the deep sea, and music in its roar:
i love not man the less, but nature more.”
- lord byron

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

'For mediocre lovers, it is easier to spurt and shimmy away sexual energy than it is to open their internal knots, which would allow their energy to circulate in a much more profound and blissful depth. Loosening… knots releases the fear stored within them. Mediocre lovers are afraid of letting go…'
~David Deida, lifted from F/lthyGorgeousTh/ngs

Noire et Blanche

Man Ray 
'We are given the shadow for the thing, and in the end we live among shadows, and not only believe that things are made for the sake of their shadows, but find that this is actually the case.'


Edgar Wind - Art and Anarchy

Monday, February 8, 2010

Saturday, February 6, 2010

öde



When you decide to marry yourself to something, you have to let go of what comes before it, and you have to mourn it like a death.







{When you become something that is your destiny,
you have to let the rest go.}

Friday, February 5, 2010

I Come Before Dawn

Muhammad says,
“I come before dawn
to chain you and drag you off.”
It’s amazing, and funny, that you should have to be pulled away
from being tortured, pulled out
into this Spring Garden,
but that’s the way it is.
Almost everyone must be bound and dragged here.
Only a few come on their own.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

This curious child



She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a game of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people. "But it's no use now," thought poor Alice, "to pretend to be two people! Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person!"

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

In which we enter willingly the Dark Night of the Soul

In the black of night,
unsure when the next wave will hit,
you lie awake through the interminable storm
and pray for dawn.