No pity by any means

"Compassion is that which makes the heart of the good move at the pain of others. It crushes and destroys the pain of others; thus, it is called compassion. It is called compassion because it shelters and embraces the distressed."

- Buddha

Please understand what I am doing for you..

Compassion is an understanding of the emotional state of another or oneself. Not to be confused with empathy, compassion is often combined with a desire to alleviate or reduce the suffering of another or to show special kindness to those who suffer.



Compassion is often characterized through actions, wherein a person acting with compassion will seek to aid those they feel compassionate for. Acts of compassion are generally considered those which take into account the pain of others and attempt to alleviate that pain.





You are experiencing dukkha. No more dukkha.





In sanskrit dukkha was often compared to a large potter's wheel that would screech as it was spun around, and did not turn smoothly.

Law of Simplicity

Start with reduction.

You get rid of everything extraneous that doesn't enhance or focus the form you are celebrating.

Holy Shit!! This is fantastic!!

Guess what universe!! I am Psycic!! It's true!! I can tell you who is going to win the US election, the next Hollywood power couple that is going to spilt and when the world is really coming to an end!! This is truly an extraordinary gift!! And you can experience my mystical powers unlimited all for just $199 a month! That's right folks! I have the ability to tell you what horrible disese you're going to develop and in what year it's going to be found. We can talk to the dead before they even die!! I can even tell you exactly who your next boyfriend/girlfriend is going to be within days! This way you can weed out the people that are just wasting your time and wait for the one guy/girl to ask you out!! It has worked for me! I knew days in advance! But there's a catch. Just one. You must not tell anyone else that you know the truth!

I dig it. LoL

All I have to say is

I want to wear the straight-jacket again.

Because I am bloody tired.

Daily Meditation

A wonderful painting is the result of the feeling in your fingers. If you have the feeling of the thickness of the ink in your brush, the painting is already there before you paint. When you dip your brush into the ink you already know the result of your drawing, or else you cannot paint. So before you do something, "being" is there, the result is there. Even though you look as if you were sitting quietly, all your activity, past and present, is included, and the result of your sitting is also already there.

D.T. Suzuki



Start to feel again.. start to live.

"Life is hard." And she cried.

CHANCE

PROBABILITY



WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?




6 to 8 weeks could subsequently change the path of my life. Fully alter the course of my demise.
That’s 42 days, 1008 hours, 60480 minutes, 3628800 seconds. Plenty of time to fall in love so hard just to be hurt by someone you thought you could trust. At 6 weeks pregnant the embryo starts to develop fingers and has nostrils. You could take a "trip-around-the-world" courtesy of Delta American Airlines in 11 days. Which means in the maximum wait time of 8 weeks I could have travelled around the world over 5 times.


It is existent. But deceptive. Hearing the broad deep voice of a man saying "Tune in next week". That man frightens me. I no longer watch television or listen to the radio. When I hear his eerie voice I cut him out by envisioning beating the mucus out of every orifice of this being. I beat "him" for the silence. I beat "him" to calm me. I silence the monster. I threaten "him". I scare "him". Show "him" the corpse of the others in my mind. I have killed before. I am stronger now. And I will kill again. I will not be brought down.




What could you do in 6 to 8 weeks?

The only thing that ever came to a sleeping (wo)man is dreams.

This has been a total sham. I have been sitting here for months. Working on myself. Waiting for something spectacular to happen to me. I didn't want to live with my folks (even all the money in the world can't change that right now), I don't want to be alone anymore, I want to give back more. Then something did happen. I gave up. I gave up waiting. I gave up not giving a rats ass. This is going to be an extremely interesting summer as I am about to fully discover what I am made of. I couldn't ask for a better Entourage. As I have said before, I need you in my life. Thank you life, for turning so sour, and forcing me to be strong. I am the glue.

I am tangerine.

healthy. delicious. all natural.

Made me believe I couldn't change.

You are wrong about me.

You thought you needed to carry me.

You are wrong about me.

You thought I wanted diamonds.

You are wrong about me.

I smile at the simple joy of knowing the reality.

Ferocious & Cunning!!

I will be tangerine.

Inquisitive

Talented

Independent

i AM tangerine.

Rise Above & Open Your Eyes

I am going to be conscientious.

I care about what the path I tread will look like from here.

That matters to me.

Not how other people perceive me.

Ones mind will presume a false harshness, reguardless of what their heart tells them to be true.

I dont want to be cruel or demean people. That will not be a part of who I am.

I want to honor the divinity that resides within me.

To Rise Above.

I call them iFuns...

ZEN DOG

He knows not where he's going
For the ocean will decide-
It's not the DESTINATION...
... it's the glory of THE RIDE.





The Sheep of Destiny

He smiles because he sees
your future.
And how happy shall
that future be.




LOVE MONKEY

Let us,
like LOVE MONKEY
Stand for what we
Hold most DEAR.



THE PIG of HAPPINESS

may his JOYFUL SMILE
remind us how much there is
to be HAPPY about.

Just Breathe..

"Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions."


-Raine Maria Rilke