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You may think you know this or that but, in the end, more likely than not, your knowledge is but a symptom of ignorance. The only thing you can ascertain is the 'I-am' that arises out of pure awareness; beyond 'where', 'when' and 'how'. Dwell on this, learn to accept its reality. Everything else is conjecture.
Nisargadatta Maharaj
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“maybe you’re doing more than enough, maybe you’re doing everything you can, maybe you’re measuring your worth by how much you’re doing instead of just valuing yourself simply for being.”
— iambrillyant
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“Come and kiss me and let’s forget.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald / The Ice Palace
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“The story of your life becomes the story of the detours your desire takes.”
— Lauren Berlant, Desire/Love
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the walls in my room knew everything about you. from the days you put a smile on my face to the days i wish i never met you.
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Narrowleaf Penstemon (Penstemon angustifolius) is a bicolor beauty in the high desert
© riverwindphotography, June 2022
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from Tiny Beautiful Things, adapted for the stage by Nia Vardalos.
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airows
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I know he doesn’t love me. How could he love me? And yet something deep inside me can’t help trembling with fear to think that maybe, in spite of everything, he loves me.
Simone Weil, “Prologue” from La connaissance surnaturelle (my own translation)
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“Everything has changed and yet, I am more me than I’ve ever been.”
— Iain Thomas
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Everybody was Kung Fu Fighting…🐼