Take what you need leave the rest, a positive path...words to live by
"We taste your honey and fly around
as happy as bumblebees.
You remember what was agreed upon
before the the universe began.
You hear the sound of those praise-words,
Am I not (Yes!) your lord?
Poisonous people, you have little
to do with, only what is necessary.
You make your own oil as you cook,
beyond any recipe or idea of soul growth"
you want the cup but you're chicken to race
don't waste your breath to save your face when you have done your best. when even more is asked of you, fate will decide the rest
work hard in the daytime, sho' get stoned at night
"All of this was sung before
and shall be sung again
reclaim their tunes
when leaving Terrapin
Orion sparkles overhead
but just a bit misplaced
Visions rescued from the dead
speak from your living face"
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Eat anything bigger than your head...
“Love is the ultimate outlaw. It just won't adhere to any rules. The most any of us can do is to sign on as its accomplice. Instead of vowing to honor and obey, maybe we should swear to aid and abet. That would mean that security is out of the question. The words "make" and "stay" become inappropriate. My love for you has no strings attached. I love you for free.”
"I don't know if you have found this yet but for me it's like you reach the point where your accumulated knowledge is there and you realise: actually, I don't know the answer to much at all anymore. Because I've accumulated so much that has contradicted what I thought, or what I thought I thought, along the way, that I'm beginning now to ask more questions rather than think I have got answers to anything. I now accept that I know nothing.
Looking back you always wanted things explained. You wanted to know things, to have a stance on something or the option of a stance.
Now I want the opposite of that. I want to keep the discussion open. I don't want to limit it. I don't want to close it down like that. I'm not into closing my life down at all. I want to embrace knowing nothing."
- Cosey Fanni Tutti
Without LOVE in the dream it will never come true!
It takes dynamite to get me up
Too much of everything is just enough
One more thing that I just gotta say
I need a miracle every day
'In a deeply experienced life,
things are always entering us.
I think this is wonderful.
The mountain goes inside us.
The table goes inside.
The river goes inside.
The words go inside.
All of our immediate experience goes inside us...
and simply vanishes.
Isn't that beautiful?
Isn't that enough?'