#koinon3a

People I went to school with have, on average, 3 kids, 2 mortgages BUT ONLY 1 GOD. They also don't know the basics of Atisha's teachings

Passed a note to grunting girl in yoga class: it will be fine, it doesn't matter if you aren't the bestest yogi in the whole world.

An adorable puppy will whine whine whine when I leave. I could get used to this. 

I trace my misanthropy to Malthus & Dionysus. We three, our's none.

I'm enchanted by and see mandalas everywhere. Even when I'm stoned. 

Eventually you have to make peace with the conflict: the crime is your's to manage. It shouldn't be, but that's what it is

I walk down a desolate village road, men on bikes zoom past, twice, plastic flutters, dust rises, cows munch & I clutch my known fear

I feel stupid for feeling fear, because I've ably and brilliantly resisted, survived street violence in the past. Some days are ground hog.

So many broken bottles on the beach. The sea flung back your messages, it must dislike your scrawl, or the cadence of your hopes.

h o l i d a y a c a l i f a b u l i c k s t i p p l e l a z i m a g i c k a l i m p r o v o s o n o m a t o p o e t i c a l l y u m m a z i 

Beautiful thing, Beautiful forevers. Curious

Nighty 'night from me and the fireflies and this well-earned cigarette.

written by @koinon3a 

curated from twitter feed by @deja_raconte