Pulled me into your eyes
Through the greeny grey pebbles
And countless cathedrals arriving
Lifted me into your mouth
Turning spires and spittle of pearls
To perplex the young diver
Carried me through your hair
Up from suffocate seaweed
The perfumed cushions cascading
Pushed me into your skin
Where I bathed in the promises
Giddy with planets parading” —Andy Partridge - That Wave (via billellsworth)
“Habits of thought are mental magnets that draw to you certain things, people, and conditions. Weaken a bad habit by avoiding everything that occasioned it or stimulated it, without concentrating upon it in your zeal to avoid it. Then divert your mind to some good habit and steadily cultivate it until it becomes a dependable part of you.”
- Paramahansa Yogananda
“One’s primary concern when entering a strength competition is winning. As such, you should be focused entirely on what it takes to win. If you’re already focused on what it would take to win, you should be focused on what you can do to fucking embarrass everyone around you for even showing up.”
via Chaos and Pain
When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.” —Rumi (via billellsworth)
And all I ever want to be is far from the eyes that ask me
In whose bed you’re gonna be and is it true you only see
Desire as a sylph figured creature who changes her mind?
It’s perfect as it stands, so why then crush it in your perfect hands?” —Prefab Sprout - Desire As (via billellsworth)
When we concentrate on a material object, whatever its situation, the very act of attention may lead to our involuntarily sinking into the history of that object. Novices must learn to skim over matter if they want matter to stay at the exact level of the moment. Transparent things, through which the past shines!
Man-made objects, or natural ones, inert in themselves but much used by careless life (you are thinking, and quite rightly so, of a hillside stone over which a multitude of small animals have scurried in the course of incalculable seasons) are particularly difficult to keep in surface focus: novices fall through the surface, humming happily to themselves, and are soon reveling with childish abandon in the story of this stone, of that heath. I shall explain. A thin veneer of immediate reality is spread over natural and artificial matter, and whoever wishes to remain in the now, with the now, on the now, should please not break its tension film. Otherwise the inexperienced miracle-worker will find himself no longer walking on water but descending upright among staring fish.” —Vladimir Nabokov - Transparent Things, 1972 (via billellsworth)
Lazarus Long (as recorded by Robert A. Heinlein)… read this at 14 or so and have been pushing toward the stars ever since. (via gone2croatan)
Will never get sick of this quote. EVER.