Jacques Henri Lartigue (from: theanatomyofmelancholy & subaquatic)
“Hauntings, Tales of the Supernatural” - drawings by Edward Gorey (via benjaminhilts, Marci and Deth) thanks to wolfandfox
The mystics ask you to take nothing on mere belief. Rather, they give you a set of experiments to test in your own awareness and experience. The laboratory is your own mind, the experiment is meditation.
Ken Wilber via The Revolution Is Within Note: I’ve never read Ken Wilber, and with all the Buddhist conditioning there’s the idea that he tends a little too much toward the new-agey spiritualism thing (this automatic aversion admittedly a weakness), even though another practitioner I respect very much is fond of his teachings…but I certainly like this quote! (via sharanam)
Meditation is not something long and big. It is moment by moment consciousness.
Sayadaw U Jotika (via sharanam)
I’m as mysterious to myself as I am mysterious to others
The other day when I was walking through the woods, I saw a rabbit standing in front of a candle making shadows of people on a tree.
Steven Wright (via frenchtwist)
New Wild Nothing, “Chinatown” (from invisiblestories)
Edward Steichen, Moonlit Landscape, 1903 (via: invisiblestories, ratak-monodosico & benjaminhilts)
Have you watched your thinking? I watched that car go by, it was a blue car. Can I watch my thought in the same way, as it moves from one thing to another? And if it does, find out if it can end; instead of it being a long thread, break it, see what happens. Can you break a thought and say, “Well, that’s enough, enough is enough” and just end that thought and see what happens before the next thought is waiting. Before it springs on you, watch it. In that space, in that interval, what happens?
Jiddu Krishnamurti (from Whiskey River)
To live is to feel oneself lost-he who accepts this has already begun to find himself, to be on firm ground. Instinctively, as do the shipwrecked, he will look round for something to which to cling, and that tragic, ruthless glance, absolutely sincere, because it is a question of his salvation, will cause him to bring order into the chaos of his life.
These are the only genuine ideas; the ideas of the shipwrecked.
All the rest is rhetoric, posturing, farce.
Jose Ortega Y Gasset, “The Revolt of the Masses,” 1937 (via ratak-monodosico, fuckyeahexistentialism)
