♔ Free the leaf

♔ Lexa Jiménes

[Lexa Jiménes]
Una poeta indígena del pueblo de

San Juan Chamula, Chiapas.

♔ one love

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.” 

― Bob Marley

♔ shannon

“Keep on dreamin’ boy cause when you stop dreamin’

 it’s time to die” 

Shannon Hoon 1967 - 1995 

♔ insanity is immune

"The real hopeless victims of mental illness are to be

 found among those who appear to be most normal. 

"Many of them are normal because they are so well 

adjusted to our mode of existence, 

because their human voice has been silenced so early in their lives, 

that they do not even struggle or suffer or develop symptoms as the neurotic does." 

They are normal not in what may be called the absolute sense of the word; 

they are normal only in relation to a profoundly abnormal society. 

Their perfect adjustment to that abnormal society is a measure of their mental sickness.

These millions of abnormally normal people, living without fuss in a society to which, if they were fully human beings, they ought not to be adjusted." 

"We live together, we act on, and react to, one another;

 but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves. 

The martyrs go hand in hand into the arena; they are crucified alone. 

Embraced, the lovers desperately try to fuse their insulated ecstasies into a single self-transcendence; 

in vain. By its very nature every embodied spirit is doomed to suffer and enjoy in solitude. 

Sensations, feelings, insights, fancies—

all these are private and, except through symbols and at second hand, incommunicable. 

We can pool information about experiences, 

but never the experiences themselves. From family to nation, 

every human group is a society of island universes." 

☄

"All human beings are also dream beings. 

Dreaming ties all mankind together." 

                                                                                                                                                                           
— Jack Kerouac

♕ dumbsaint of the mind

♔ closely

Your mind makes out the orange by seeing it, 

hearing it, touching it, smelling it, 

tasting it and thinking about it but without this mind, 

you call it, the orange would not be seen or heard or smelled or tasted or even mentally noticed, it's actually, that orange, 

depending on your mind to exist! Don't you see that?

 By itself it's a no-thing, it's really mental,it's seen only of your mind. In other words it's empty and awake.