Once Upon a Time
The Bonfire of Your Excuses
Why go to California? In that ridge lies more gold than man ever dreamt of. There’s millions in it.
∞ Dr. M.F. Fleming in regards to the Mountains of Georgia circa 1949, when
Passion is a Wonderful Friend and a Dreadful Enemy
You might think I am kidding. But rest assured, I am not joking at all.
Want to see your spiritual and creative gifts turn against you like mutinous, blood-thirsty, cannibal pirates?
In the Twilight Embers of Hope We Must Find a Way Forward
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We are the only pilgrims on this unsigned path,
and pilgrims must walk barefoot when possible
and absorb the messages left for them by history.
∞ Peter Grey,
Open Your Book of Secrets and Reap Your Desires
Come, let's scatter roses and pour wine in the glass;
we'll shatter heaven's roof and lay a new foundation.
If sorrow raises armies to shed the blood of lovers,
I'll join with the
Seed a Harvest of Love in the Dry, Bitter Fields of Lovelessness
Thirst is the desire for what I need.
∞ TD Jakes, Collision of Thirst
It's a mighty mean and a dreadful sorrow. It's crossed the evil line today.
∞ The Speed and the Sound of
We don't rise the level of our expectations, we sink to the level of our training.
∞ Navy SEAL Standard quoted by Steven Kotler in The Habit of Ferocity
If working actively and
Remember: You Are a Wild & Joyous Occasion Waiting to Unfurl Its Wings
...from the dry dock of a mute old man
bring back the miracle of a tear,
from the delta of good intentions
bring back a seed that will change a life
From the fields of
Why are you here at the edge of this dark midnight?
And for whom do you search?
Another way we could ask: What is the treasure that you seek in this black reservoir?
Free Woman, Rooted in Belonging
Something is dying.
I read those words the other morning, and I immediately knew they were true. In their wake, I found myself standing on the edge of
The Neon Hermit is Gone
Funny thing about this masterpiece I have created.
At first, it was for me, though I fancied it was for you.
Then it was for you, for real.
And now it is for me again.
It isn't that