Your Gods Are Dividing You

What is happening in the world? You have a Christian God, Hindu Gods, Mohammedans with their particular conception of God, each little sect with their particular truth; and all these truths are becoming like so many diseases in the world, separating people. These truths, in the hands of the few, are becoming the means of exploitation. You go to each, one after the other, tasting them all, because you begin to lose all sense of discrimination, because you are suffering and you want a remedy, and you accept any remedy that is offered by any sect, whether Christian, Hindu, or any other sect. So, what is happening? Your gods are dividing you, your beliefs in God are dividing you and yet you talk about the brotherhood of man, unity in God, and at the same time deny the very thing that you want to find out, because you cling to these beliefs as the most potent means of destroying limitation, whereas they but intensify it. These things are so obvious.

J.Krishnamurti

The Buddha didn't follow the religion of his country, or the traditional teachings he grew up with, he did his own thing.

Jesus rebelled and questioned the establishment. He did his own thing.

Joseph Smith realized that none of the churches were true, and did his own thing.

I am doing my own thing.

“Nature loves courage. You make the commitment and nature will respond to that commitment by removing impossible obstacles. Dream the impossible dream and the world will not grind you under, it will lift you up. This is the trick. This is what all these teachers and philosophers who really counted, who really touched the alchemical gold, this is what they understood. This is the shamanic dance in the waterfall. This is how magic is done. By hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering its a feather bed. You are a divine being. You matter, you count. You come from realms of unimaginable power and light, and you will return to those realms."
- Terence McKenna

Contrary to popular belief, we are all One.
We are all a part of the Universe. All expressions of the same source, God. We all have an effect on one another. We are each a drop of water and together we make the ocean.

Warning: Makes you think

6-11-11

"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the Weather."

What a beautiful life it is

I feel like the more I learn, the less I truly understand..

IGNORANCE IS BLISS.

We are more, and less, alone than we think.

I wish I could see myself through someone elses eyes

From far away it may seem that things are perfect
But in reality, Nothing is perfect.
The closer you get & the more you examine, the more you can see all the small details & imperfections.
But thats what makes things beautiful
& unique.

This isn't just poetry.

When I’m gone don’t mourn for me
May my passing be a reminder
Hold every day with meaning
Don’t get so caught in the daily grind
Watch everything happening around you
Enjoy the little things
But don't let them ruin the big things
And if you ever wonder where I am
Point your eyes to the sky and you’ll find me
I will be the warmth of the sun on your skin
I will be the leaves falling from the trees
I will be the water passing down the stream
I will be the snow that touches your nose
I will be the rain gracing your cheek
So when I’m gone, don’t mourn for me
It may seem that I have left you
But really, I’m still right here
Still a part of you
A part of everything

My favorite painting

By Vladimir Kush

Some days I think about selling everything I own & going somewhere new.

One day i will die & return to the earth,
Thankful for the life I have been given.
But it won't be the end
I will still exist, just in another form.

I Don't know what I believe anymore

Please hand me a mint, because I've been sticking my foot in my mouth all day.
And if I'm going to keep saying stupid things, I may as well have good breath while doing it.

You wonder why after years of experience you still bite your tongue (hurts everytime).
And after holding it in, it sometimes slips.

That's when meanings and feelings get broken.
Water, help wash this down.
It's on my own words that I am choking.

There's reasons why I stay silent so often. Mumbled words, not very outspoken.
The message gets scrambled somewhere between my lips and my mind.

Sew this jaw shut. Just leave room to breath.