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A woman is a temple,
a sacred temple,
more sacred than
any temple
built with stones
for she is
a living temple
with a heart
beating in her chest.
her legs are
Greek columns,
her breasts are
hanging gardens
of Babylon,
and between her legs
are gates of heaven;
the hot gates,
source of life
shining bright
as if washed with
wild honey,
sweet and heavy.
a woman is sacred,
her body is sacred,
more sacred than
a marble statue,
for she wanders
the earth
living,loving,
giving birth,
to life and love
she is a Goddess
without a throne
(via sex-magick)
“I believe in the cosmos. All of us are linked to the cosmos. So nature is my god. To me, nature is sacred. Trees are my temples and forests are my cathedrals. Being at one with nature.” — Mikhail Gorbachev (via astral-travel)
(Source: usgroovykids, via labyrintho)
(via esotericsnob)
“I am neither good or evil. I just am.” — Death (via lastdaysofmagic)
(via obsequiousness)
Pogue Colonel: Marine, what is that button on your body armor?
Private Joker: A peace symbol, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Where’d you get it?
Private Joker: I don’t remember, sir.
Pogue Colonel: What is that you’ve got written on your helmet?
Private Joker: “Born to Kill”, sir.
Pogue Colonel: You write “Born to Kill” on your helmet and you wear a peace button. What’s that supposed to be, some kind of sick joke?
Private Joker: No, sir.
Pogue Colonel: You’d better get your head and your ass wired together, or I will take a giant shit on you.
Private Joker: Yes, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Now answer my question or you’ll be standing tall before the man.
Private Joker: I think I was trying to suggest something about the duality of man, sir.
Pogue Colonel: The what?
Private Joker: The duality of man. The Jungian thing, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Whose side are you on, son?
Private Joker: Our side, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Don’t you love your country?
Private Joker: Yes, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Then how about getting with the program? Why don’t you jump on the team and come on in for the big win?
Private Joker: Yes, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Son, all I’ve ever asked of my marines is that they obey my orders as they would the word of God. We are here to help the Vietnamese, because inside every gook there is an American trying to get out. It’s a hardball world, son. We’ve gotta keep our heads until this peace craze blows over.
Private Joker: Aye-aye, sir.
Marlon Brando, Apocalypse Now
“Well, you see, Willard, in this war, things get confused out there. Power, ideals, the old morality, and practical military necessity. But out there with these natives, it must be a temptation to be God. Because there’s a conflict in every human heart, between the rational and irration, between good and evil. And good does not always triumph. Sometimes, the dark side overcomes what Lincoln called the better angels of our nature.” — General Corman, Apocalypse now (via homonatura)
(Source: utasteofhoney)
“The greatest mystery is not that we have been flung at random between this profusion of matter and the stars, but that within this prison we can draw from ourselves images powerful enough to deny our nothingness.” — André Malraux, Les Noyers de l’Altenburg (via labyrintho, fuckyeahexistentialism)
(via lonelycoast)
“It is important to understand that counterproductive actions of body, speech and mind do not arise of their own accord, but spring up in dependence on our motivation. Faulty states of mind give rise to faulty actions. To control negative physical and verbal actions, we need to tame our minds.” — Dalai Lama