February 2012
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nothing even matters
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Pu is translated “uncarved block” or “simplicity”. It is a metaphor for the state of wu wei (無爲) and the principle of jian (儉). It represents a passive state of receptiveness. Pu is a symbol for a state of pure potential and perception without prejudice. In this state, Taoists believe everything is seen as it is, without preconceptions or illusion.
Pu is usually seen as...
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So Real
Love, let me sleep tonight on your couch and remember the smell of the fabric of your simple city dress. That was so real. We walked around til the moon got full like a plate the wind blew an invocation and I fell asleep at the gate And I never stepped on the cracks ‘cause I thought I’d hurt my mother And I couldn’t awake from the nightmare that sucked me in and pulled me...
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nikkiya- nobody but me
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I believe the woman sleeping beside me doesn’t care about what’s going on outside, and her body is warm with trust which is a great beginning.
Credo, Matthew Rohrer
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Faith
dearoldlove:
Here’s to having faith.
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Infatuation, Stephen Dunn
Let’s just say she was like the long absent sun that calls us out of our houses and into a promise that suddenly feels so welcome we’re as helpless as any crocus or daffodil. Yet I was no dumb flower. All morning I wondered how I might resist a feeling like this. A part of me wanted to take the February snow and the February emptiness and make a plan so stoical, so clear-eyed, my...
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Miss Peach: The College Years
IV. Fifth-Year Senior
Everything tastes like love. That’s what makes me nervous. That and I wish I knew what I will act like later today. I watch myself being kind sometimes and I think, is there nothing you won’t fake? But that’s unforgiving. A smile, a purse, an ax, these are all things you pick up and carry. Lately, I pick up the lightest things. I am floating and honored to drag myself back...
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today and every day after
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The Thinker
dearoldlove:
I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.
waiiiiit now, credit to sir J. Safran Foer?
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