At some point it becomes true that all stories
are love stories. all making, love making.
I didn’t make this rule. but it binds me
all the same. I wish there were a law
against condescending against love. against
the economy of fear that says your joy
means less joy for me as if love
were pie, or money, or fossil fuel
dug or pumped from the earth, gone
when it’s gone. it’s just not true. the heart
with its gift for magnificent expansion
is not coal. not fruit set to spoil or the dollar
cringing in its wallet. when you say darling,
the world lights up at its edges. when mouths
find mouths and minds follow or minds find
minds and mouths, hands, hips, toes, follow –
how about you call that sacred. how about you raise
your veined right hand and swear on the blood
that branches there, yes. I take this crush
to be my lawful infatuation. I will bend toward joy
until the bending’s its own pleasure. I will memorize
photographs and street maps, I will acquiesce
to the maudlin urgency of pop songs and dance,
and dance – there’s a perfection only the impossible kiss
possesses. there are notes you can only hear naked
in the dark of a room to which you will never
return. anything that moves the world toward light
is a blessing. why not take it with both hands,
lift it to your lips like a broth of stars. this
is the substance that holds our little atoms together
into bodies. this sweet paste of longing
is all that binds us to the earth.
and all we know of the gods.
Marty McConnell, “Three of Cups” (via letters-to-nobody)
I feel too full. Full of everything. Memories, self doubt.. It’s a constant push and pull in my heart and it’s just too much. I need to pull all of this out of me but I’ve never once been able to let go of something completely.. How do I do this? How do I do this?
"evolution is written on the wings of butterflies." - charles darwin
photos from the sensational butterflies exhibit at london’s natural history museum, open until september 14, taken by (click pic) jonathan hordle, alastair grant, geoff pugh, luke macgregor, peter macdiarmid and leon neal.
according to the european environment agency, populations of europe’s grassland butterflies declined by almost fifty percent between 1990 and 2011.
“if the bee disappeared off the face of the earth, man would only have four years left to live.” - albert einsein. (bees, butterflies — chose your proxy indicator).
"I have a doctorate in Buddhist philosophy. Now I want to learn as many languages as possible so I can teach as many people as possible."
"What do you think is the most important thing that people can learn from Buddhism?"
"Compassion. Everyone suffers and everyone needs happiness."
Sounds like Catholicism to me