Seeing Unhealthy Patterns In Your Family And Deciding That Those Pattens End With You And Will Not Be

No grass here

You have been visited by Knah’lehn, devourer of worlds.

Planet earth is going to be eaten, unless you reblog with “No grass here” in the next 30 seconds.

I dreamed I spoke in another’s language, I dreamed I lived in another’s skin, I dreamed I was my own beloved, I dreamed I was a tiger’s kin. I dreamed that Eden lived inside me, And when I breathed a garden came, I dreamed I knew all of Creation, I dreamed I knew the Creator’s name. I dreamed–and this dream was the finest– That all I dreamed was real and true, And we would live in joy forever, You in me, and me in you.

Clive Barker, Days of Magic, Nights of War   (via mysharona1987)

Beautiful!

Plato’s Paradise

As I walk through the allegory of my own cave I take a look at the shadows and realize the forms’ll save ‘Cause I’ve been speakin’ and teachin’ so long That even Protagoras thinks my mind is gone But I ain’t never crushed a thought that didn’t deserve it Basing my work in the world, you know that’s unheard of You better watch how you talkin’ and where you walkin’ Or you and your sophists might be lined in chalk I really hate to trip, but I gotta show As they choke, I see the victory is mine they know Fool, I’m philosophy that little bloggers wanna be like On my couch in the night, spittin’ truths in the polis heights  Keep spending most our lives Livin’ in platonic paradise Been spending most their lives Livin’ in platonic paradise We keep spending most our lives Livin’ in platonic paradise We keep spending most our lives Livin’ in platonic paradise

“Great city, pillared and towering Driven deep by God’s wrath and wars In that vast desert still floundering Beyond the ever-burning stars

-Excerpt from “Song of Iram”

“We can look back at those people and see how evil that was, but we can’t see it in ourselves. So therefore beware of Virtue.”

-Alan Watts

“Such is the nature of Love, it makes Poets and villains of us all.”

-My journal

A candle for lost dreams, and a whispered name that breaks a thousand hearts...

Better safe than sorry...

Nothing like the constant feeling of inadequacy to keep me company as I stare at the empty page, ignoring the heaps of deadlines that advance like the shadow of death.