the wounds have changed me.
i am soft with scars
my skin
breathes and beats stars.
—Nayyirah Waheed—
Secret Thots for a Very Private Gentleman
tales, temptation, and titillation…
I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you,and that you will work them, water them withyour blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom,till you yourself burst into bloom.
http://www.elephantjournal.com/2015/06/how-to-attract-a-consciousevolved-man/
There is no coming to consciousness without pain.
People will do anything, no matter how absurd,
in order to avoid facing their own soul.
One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light,
but by making the darkness conscious.
— C.G. Jung —
1.
Out of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me,
Whispering, I love you; before long I die:
I have travelled a long way, merely to look on you, to touch you:
For I could not die till I once looked on you,
For I feared I might afterward lose you.2.
Now we have met, we have looked, we are safe;
Return in peace to the ocean, my love;
I too am part of that ocean, my love—we are not so much separated;
Behold the great rondure—the cohesion of all, how perfect!
But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us,
As for an hour carrying us diverse—yet cannot carry us diverse for ever;
Be not impatient—a little space—know you, I salute the air, the ocean,
and the land,
Every day, at sundown, for your dear sake, my love.— Walt Whitman —