Love-me!

Love-me!

Blog Archive

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

If the insects can listen..why the humans can't??


Lead me from opacity to clarity. Lead me from the complicated to the simple. Lead me from the obscure to the obvious. Lead me from intention to attention. Lead me from what I'm told I am to what I see I am. Lead me from confrontation to wide openness. Lead me to the place I never left, Where there is peace, and peace -
The Upanishads
*note*..true story just today.......there was some overgrown bug buzzing in my room..and I talk to the insect..lean on me..lean on my hand..and I'll take you out to the window..and believe it or not..theeeeee huge insect actually leaned on my right hand..and I gave it freedom..out the window.
True story..just happened now,I feel like crying..
Kisses..grasshoppers..even mahayogis get soft sometimes when the universe talks to them..if the insects can listen..why the humans can't??...I'll stay quiet now..and try to understand..then I'll die from a heart attack..and you''ll forget my blog..is true I speak in verses..but what is the scope?..the aim is make you wise,so you may jump like a frog..(sorry..I am natural poet)
-added by danny-

So shine on
Shine on harvest moon
Up in the sky

I ain't had no loving' since January, February, June or July

Snow time ain't no time to stay outdoors and spoon
So shine on
Shine on harvest moon for me and my gal

Snow time ain't no time to stay outdoors and spoon
So shine on
Shine on harvest moon for me and my gal..



To nourish the vital energy, keep watch in silence;


In order to subdue the mind, act with non-action.


Of movement and stillness, be aware of their origin;


There is no work to do, much less someone to seek.


The true and constant must respond to phenomena;


Responding to phenomena, you must be unconfused.


When unconfused, the nature will stabilize by itself;


When the nature stabilizes, energy returns by itself.


When energy returns, the elixir crystallizes by itself;


Within the pot, the trigrams of heaven and earth are joined.


Yīn and yáng arise, alternating over and over again;


Every transformation comes like a clap of thunder.


White clouds form and come to assemble at the peak;


The sweet nectar sprinkles down Mount Sumeru.


Swallow for yourself this wine of immortality;


You wander so freely—who is able to know you?


Sit and listen to the tune played without strings;


Clearly understand the mechanism of creation.


It comes entirely from these twenty lines;


A true ladder going straight to Heaven.-Daoist text -




To us all towns are one, all men our kin. Life's good comes not from others' gift, nor ill. Man's pains and pains' relief are from within. Thus have we seen in visions of the wise !." - Tamil Poem-