the devils intestine

the glorious garden of spontaniously appearing love bliss

boring question

making love with wisdom beings

wipe your bum before inviting harmful godessess and demons to tea

natural is the wet concrete after a rainfall natural is this moment without the artifice mental contraptions natural is the elaborations of beauty and offering for luminious nature natural is the unfucked state

to do what is necessary

Narnia

I am a lazy coward, and unelightened "shit on a stick". The only risk I ever took was to meet my teacher, otherwise I would be just like a worm trying to dig through a tree. But seriously, you are damm right I am a motherfucking risk taker. I am just to afraid of being re born in a politically correct hell realm...

humans

walt whitman

my life story is a fiction and obsession with random events that I mistake as being important or signifigant such as peak experiences which are just little ejaculations in the grand scheme of things my practice is to undo the fiction of myself with more fiction and more lies for as gudjeff said "the truth can only be accessed through lies" my lie story is a convenient lie which shifts and changes according to circumstances and who i am lying to the only way that i can be truthful is a kosmic humor and to undo the seriousness of my life story and the fallacy of my interpretation as i observe myself and the failure of all of my grand schemes the only approprate response to my so called life story would be laughter the only truthfulness would be to recognize truthfully soulfull and wholheartedly how crazy i really am!!!!!!

avoid the messy buisness of being born altogeather: "rest in the nature of unborn awareness"

a picture of a weird bird my 4 year old daughter drew that had more beauty, profundity, and elan than anything picasso every did... I call it the phoenix

i will go and pee and look down and wonder what is this less than remarkable contraption?

To have the time, space, and leasure to appreciate beauty in the midst of the chaos of life, where work is redunant and suffering is consious instead of haphazard... No need for package vacations, no separation between work and real life, no need to sit in the dirt and fry in the sun, no fear of inactivity or activity