I’m so sick of sexy.
all to the tune of Trampled Under Foot (this song subject to change depending on the lunar cycle.)
panbye asked: What's your favorite animal?
You, you beast.
My wife just told me she expects me to do this within the year.
(I say god but I mean consciousness. They are the same thing.)
As an anatomical body painter, thought it could be kind of cool to paint just HOW each and everyone of us got here. Out of respect for the models, and to prevent anyone from stealing my work, the ‘actual’ genitals have been censored with my watermark….
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In short, if the Great Love is naturally unifying, our individual, human experience of love is subject to change and loss, moods and tides, attachments and aversions. It doesn’t matter who or what we love; at some point, the object of our love will disappear from our life or disappoint us or stop being lovable, simply because change is the nature of existence. So individual love is always touched with suffering, even when the love we feel is “spiritual.”
An exerpt from: What is Love, By Sally Kempton
Published on Yoga Journal.com
With our roommates gone bills are going to be very tight but this gets to be our new room.
New sleep space makes me one happy camper!
today’s take on the old piano by the window
Yeah I married him. Some practice time.