“A human being comes into the world; he wants to eat, he wants to breathe, he wants to sleep; he wants to use his muscles, his brain; he wants to love, to dream, to create. These wants constitute him, the whole man; he can no more help expressing these activities than water can help running down hill. If the freedom to do any of these things is denied him, then by so much he is a crippled creature, and his energy will force itself into some abnormal channel or be killed altogether. Now I do not mean that he has a “natural right” to do these things inscribed on any lawbook of Nature. Nature knows nothing of rights, she knows power only, and a louse has as much natural right to the extent of its power. What I do mean to say is that man, in common with many other animals, has found that by associative life he conquers the rest of nature, and that this society is slowly being perfected; and that this perfectionment consists in realizing that the solidarity and safety of the whole arises from the freedom of the parts; that such freedom constitutes Man’s Social Right; and that any institution which interferes with this right will be destructive of the association, will breed criminals, will work its own ruin.”—
We are made of the same matter and energy as the universe. We are not in exile here: we are at home. It is only here that we will ever get the chance to see paradise face to face. If we believe our real home is not here but in a land that lies beyond death - if we believe that the numinous is found only in old books, or old buildings, or inside our head, or outside this reality - then we will see this real, vibrant, luminous world as if through a glass darkly.
“Nature is not our enemy, to be raped and conquered. Nature is ourselves, to be cherished and explored. Shamanism has always known this, and shamanism has always, in its most authentic expressions, taught that the path required allies. These allies are the hallucinogenic plants and the mysterious teaching entities, luminous and transcendental, that reside in that nearby dimension of ecstatic beauty and understanding that we have denied until it is now nearly too late.”—Terence Mckenna (via psychedelicmindfluid)
To the surprisingly inventive uses for banana peels — which include polishing silverware, leather shoes, and the leaves of house plants — scientists have added purification of drinking water contaminated with potentially toxic metals. Their report, which concludes that minced…
I was lying on the grass on Sunday morning of last week Indulging in my self-defeat My mind was thugged all laced and bugged all twisted wrong and beat uncomfortable in three feet deep Now the fuzzy stare from not being there on a confusing morning week Impaired my tribal lunar-speak And of course you can’t become if you only say what you would have done So I missed a million miles of fun
“By the time I went to college I realized to my horror that “maturity” meant accepting constraints and being bound to a limited career path, rather than blossoming into a deeper dimension of possibility and wonder.”—Daniel Pinchbeck (via heartmindspirit)
Deanna:extremely sarcastic, usually quite exquiste and beatutiful, brown hair, with non blue eyes. usually very rebellious and horny. enjoys looking good and making new friends. one of the biggest flirts ever.
Not to touch the earth Not to see the sun Nothing left to do, but Run, run, run Let’s run Let’s run House upon the hill Moon is lying still Shadows of the trees Witnessing the wild breeze C’mon baby run with me Let’s run
Run with me Run with me Run with me Let’s run The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill Rich are the rooms and the comforts there Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs And you won’t know a thing till you get inside
Dead president’s corpse in the driver’s car The engine runs on glue and tar Come on along, not goin’ very far To the East to meet the Czar
Run with me Run with me Run with me Let’s run Whoa! Some outlaws lived by the side of a lake The minister’s daughter’s in love with the snake Who lives in a well by the side of the road Wake up, girl, we’re almost home Ya, c’mon!
We should see the gates by mornin’ We should be inside the evenin’
Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Soon, soon, soon Moon, moon, moon I will get you Soon! Soon! Soon!
Apple has made it possible for almost anybody – a jealous spouse, a private detective – with access to your phone or computer to get detailed information about where you’ve been,” said Pete Warden, one of the researchers.