"She laughed when there was no joke. She danced when there was no music. She had no friends, yet she was the friendliest person in school. In her answers in class, she often spoke of sea horses and stars, but she did not know what a football was… She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew."

"My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return."

"I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it."

A race of men that don’t fit in

There is a race of men that don’t fit in. The race that can’t stay still.

So they break the hearts of kith and kin. And they roam the world at will. They range the field and rove the flood. And they climb the mountains crest.

There’s is the curse of gypsy blood. And they don’t know how to rest. If they just went straight they might go far. They are strong and brave and true.

But they are always tired of the things that are. And they want the strange and new. And each forgets as he strips and runs with a brilliant, fitful pace.

It’s the steady quiet plotting ones

Who win in the lifelong race

Ha, ha, he’s one of the legions lost

He was never meant to win

He’s a rolling stone and it’s bred in the bone

He’s a man that won’t fit in.

_Robert Service

"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."

To The Universe Belongs The Dancer

I am a mirror to you who know me. I am a door to you who knock on me. I am a way to you, the traveler.

Now if you follow my dance, see yourself in Me who am speaking, and when you have seen what I do, keep silence about my mysteries… You who dance, consider what I do; for yours is this passion of humanity which I am to suffer.

To the universe belongs the dancer. Whoever does not dance does not know what happens. What I am you shall see when you come yourself.

For you could by no means have understood what you suffer, unless, to you, as the word, I was sent by the Father…

Absolutely Clear

Don’t surrender your loneliness so quickly.

Let it cut more deep.

Let it ferment and season you

As few human

Or even divine ingredients can…

_Hafiz

Eternal worship, peace everywhere, all the time

cautionarytales:

I guess it would be nice to give my heart to a god
But which one, which one do I choose?
All the churches fill with losers, psycho or confused
I just want to hold the divine in mind
And forget all of the beauty’s wasted