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December 14th, 2007 (07:00 pm)

emptiness
waxes and wanes
so are the days of our lives

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December 6th, 2007 (12:47 pm)

every night i tear my psyche
limb from limb
so i can rebuild it better next time
oh what a marvelous game
standing in the middle of the wreckage
plotting a resurrection
as more comes crashing down

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What Do You Have To Say? - Give Me Something To Believe In

December 1st, 2007 (12:08 am)

What do you believe in?


love
the universe has a soul that is sort of god and we are all a part of that
one aspect of that soul is divine love
and my goal, spiritually, is to become more in union with that love.

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November 29th, 2007 (06:25 pm)

The Journey
Mary Oliver


One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice -
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
'Mend my life!'
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognised as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do -
determined to save
the only life you could save.

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November 27th, 2007 (09:14 pm)

"I kick my own ass and wash my own brain.
I push my own buttons and trick my own pain.
I burn my own flags and roast my own heroes.
I mock my own fears and cheer my own zeroes.

Nothing can stop me from teasing my shadow.
I'm full of empty and backwards bravado.
My wounds are tattoos that reveal my true beauty.
I turn tragic to magic and make bliss my duty.

I honor my faults till they become virtues.
I play jokes on my nightmares
till I'm sure they won't hurt you.
I sing anarchist lullabies to lesbian trees
and love songs with punch lines
to anonymous seas.

I won't accept gifts that infringe on my freedom
I shun sacred places that stir up my boredom.
I change my name daily, pretend to be nobody.
I fight for the truth if it's majestically rowdy.

I brag about what I can't do and don't know.
I take off my clothes to those I oppose.
I'm so far beyond lazy, I work like a god.
I'm totally crazy; in fact that's my job."

-Rob Brezsny

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November 26th, 2007 (12:24 am)

I always forget how interesting it is to read accounts of other people's trips (i.e. shrooms or LSD) sometimes it seems as if they even contain grains of truth in the form of abstraction.

EVERYTHING was a metaphor for heaven or hellCollapse )

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idealism, misanthropy, ego, etc.

November 25th, 2007 (04:14 am)

High minded ideals are wonderful, having a balanced and integral philosophy on life can be beautiful, perhaps certain ways of viewing life may even be superior to more bigoted and yet popular ways of viewing life... yet when the ego grasps this concept and uses it as an excuse to develop a superiority complex, well that is terrible and hypocritical, and can just make those truths look twisted and false. It is, essentially, accomplishing the opposite of what the same philosophy would ideally strive towards. If the cause is for everyone to live in peace and be as one, etc., then alienating others for not understanding that is counterproductive.

This is why it is unnerving to receive compliments such as yesterday, when my friend told me I was "altruistic". Because I can feel my ego swelling, and that is scary, and I try to prevent it from getting too prominent, which I'm not even sure how to do. I guess maybe by looking at it for what it is. I even ended up telling him that I actually believe in the truth of "pride cometh before a fall." The fact of the matter is I do strive to be that way, kind and spreading love and all that, partly because I naturally have that desire and partially because it goes with my ideals. But sometimes I know I am definitely not perfectly upholding those goals at all, and to feel like I am succeeding in that, it kinda makes me too focused on a certain self image which isn't entirely true (and probably shouldn't be anyway).

I also loathe misanthropy. It seems so misguided, to not realize oneself is just as infallible as everyone else. And yet, the irony of it is that I am looking down on misanthropes and simultaneously doing the same as them by feeling that way. It is a struggle to try to approach so many different kinds of people with understanding, yet it seems like a worthy pursuit.

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November 24th, 2007 (01:00 am)
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"madness could be a trans-formative episode whereby the process of undergoing mental distress was compared to a shamanic journey. The traveler could return from the journey with important insights, and may even have become a wiser and more grounded person as a result." -wikipedia article about R.D. Laing

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November 23rd, 2007 (11:21 pm)
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does a human+a computer=an evolved being more intelligent than a human?

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November 19th, 2007 (05:22 pm)

i am so zig-zag

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