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Aug. 1st, 2009

teeth

The Invitation

The Invitation  

Oriah Mountain Dreamer

 
 
  It doesn't interest me what you do for a living
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dreams
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life's betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your
fingers and toes
without cautioning us to
be careful
be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.

If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand on the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
"Yes."

It doesn't interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after a night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the center of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.

Jun. 14th, 2009

teeth

over the weekend

睡饱了!

Jun. 12th, 2009

teeth

term iv finally over

9 weeks were so long, yet because everyday was so filled with activities, there really wasn't much time to mull over how long it was.

the past 2 weeks were the most trying yet, i hope things get better.

i hope i don't quarrel with anyone. quarrels are draining, i re-think them over and over again and get too upset over them.

i need this 3 weeks ahead to stretch for as long as they can.

i hope i don't stop seeing value in the work that i do, the beliefs that i hold true to. i hope you don't make me compromise them.

i don't want to hear any ugly stories, especially those about the people i care for.

i hope the people that annoy me go eat some serious shit and disappear.

May. 26th, 2009

teeth

no respect v2

double booking patients on the pretext of screening
when you know they'll be suitable for student treatment.

ignoring more glaring indications,
because they're not part of your 'requirements'.




on love and hate, by the satanic bible, via wiki

LaVey never suggests that love is not a natural emotion in man, and on the contrary suggests that loving select individuals is very natural, but he does claim that to love all people is not only a philosophical mistake but is in fact impossible and even damaging to the ability to truly love those few individuals who deserve it.

LaVey explains that hatred is likewise a natural emotion in man and therefore not to be shunned. He makes clear that hatred should be directed at those who deserve it by virtue of their actions to offend the individual, and like love, it is senseless to universally apply hatred to all mankind.




yes, there are people who definitely deserve it.

May. 25th, 2009

teeth

e&d alone

no respect

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