![Koshon, Head of a monk bearing an inscription on the interior, 1328. [Published in Sign, image, symbol, ed. by Gyorgy Kepes]. With thanks to mythologyofblue.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly6sa3IVYB1qac37io1_500.jpg)
Koshon, Head of a monk bearing an inscription on the interior, 1328. [Published in Sign, image, symbol, ed. by Gyorgy Kepes]. With thanks to mythologyofblue.
Fire Script
During the heavy months my life caught fire only when
I made love with you.
The firefly too lights up and goes out, lights up and goes out
—by quick glimpses we follow its route
among the olive trees in the darkness of night.
During the heavy months the soul sat
indolent and crushed,
but the body took the nearest way to you.
The night heavens gave off moos.
We stole milk from the cosmos and survived.
—Tomas Tranströmer, The Half-Finished Heaven, translated by Robert Bly (Minneapolis, MN, Graywolf Press, 2001) p.82
Every person is a half-open door / leading to a room for everyone.
Tomas Tranströmer, from “The Half-Finished Heaven”
Seeing is perception
with the original,
unconditioned eye.
It is a state of consciousness
in which separation of
photographer/subject,
audience/image dissolves;
in which a reality beyond words
and concepts opens up,
whose “point” or “meaning” is
the direct experience itself.
John Daido Loori, Zen Buddhist rōshi who served as the abbot of Zen Mountain Monastery and was the founder of the Mountains and Rivers Order and CEO of Dharma Communications. With thanks to the Tao of Photography.
Stargazer, Lake Malawi
Photograph by Chris Cannucciari, My Shot
Lake Malawi, Africa. A stargazer looks into the endless cosmos as waves lap along a beach in Southern Malawi.
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With thanks to nationalgeographicmagazine.
Uzzle Burk, Winter Park, Central Park, New York, 2000. Thank you, proustitute.
I’ve learned to live with rage. In some ways, it’s my rage that keeps me going. Without it, I would have been whipped long ago. With it, I got a lot more songs to sing.
Etta James, in her autobiography, Rage To Survive (RIP). Thank you, Austin.
Etta James | “Anything to Say Your Mine.” RIP to one of the greatest singers this world has ever known.
This wasn’t just plain terrible, this was fancy terrible. This was terrible with raisins in it.
Dorothy Parker writes a mean couple of sentences. (via moreicecapades)
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