Adiyogi’s yogic mastery allowed him the pleasure of being internally drunk and completely aware, fully stoned and fully conscious, at every moment of his life. This, he reminds us, is possible for each one of us. We can generate our own peace and joy internally, without any external stimulus. The path of yoga makes us the masters of our own chemistry, the authors of our own bliss. Once we find access to our own inner intoxication without losing our stability, our lives become an exuberant expression of our joy, rather than a pursuit of happiness.
“I’m sorry.” The stinging in my eyes was welling over now. He couldn’t do this. Not like this. “I’m so sorry, Leon, please, please don’t —”
“Don’t say you’re sorry.” His voice was just a whisper as he backed away, putting distance between us as if he was afraid I’d cling to him again. “No human is ready for forever, and forever is all I have. But you gave me a part of your life, when mortal lives are so short.” He laughed softly. “I suppose saving your soul could be as good as owning it, so you’d better fucking survive.” He glanced back at the trees, as a freezing wind ruffled his hair and another cry shattered the night. As the awful sound faded away, he said, “You should know that I love you, for whatever that’s worth. Stay alive. Don’t waste that mortal life.”
That was where he left me, standing there in the door with tears streaming down my face and his name in my hand.
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Wait is this fucking play about us?!?!
"Ne yapıyorlar?"
"Din propagandası. Yaratan' dan bahsediyorlar."
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"Bir kere kutsal metinlerinde okumuştum. Bilginleri, Ulu Mimar' ın kutsal ve seçilmiş çocukları olarak karşılaştıkları her kâfire dinlerini anlatmaları gerektiğini söylüyor.
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"Yüzyıllardır savaştığınız savaşlara, birbirine giren ülkene bak. Sana evrimleşmiş görünüyorlar mı?"
"Sizin savaşlarınız neden medeni sayılıyor? Milyonlar öldü degil mi?"
"Onlar Kaos'a karşı savaşırken öldü. Bizim savaşımız içsel değil. Din uğruna.
“There are stories that are true, in which each individual's tale is unique and tragic, and the worst of the tragedy is that we have heard it before, and we cannot allow ourselves to feel it to deeply. We build a shell around it like an oyster dealing with a painful particle of grit, coating it with smooth pearl layers in order to cope. This is how we walk and talk and function, day in, day out, immune to others' pain and loss. If it were to touch us it would cripple us or make saints of us; but, for the most part, it does not touch us. We cannot allow it to.”
Eva'nın aşk itirafı <3
“I used to wonder if fate was real,” she said gently. “I used to fear it
meant that I had no real choices. Then I secretly hoped fate was real and
that you and I were fated, that by some miraculous chance I was your true
love. But now I don’t care if fate is real—because I don’t need it to decide
for me. I don’t need it to make this choice. I’ve made my decision, Jacks.
It’s you. It will always be you, until the end of time. And I’ll fight fate or
anyone else who tries to tear us apart—including you. You are my choice.
You are my love. You are mine. And you are not going to be the end of me,
Jacks.”
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Nikolai's arms wrap around my back to fuse us closer, but he doesn't rush it, doesn't turn it into a lustful frenzy like we're used to.
Maybe it's because he, too, knows this isn't about lust anymore. It stopped being about lust a long time ago.
For me, it was never about lust. I was drawn to him, which is why I wanted him. It wasn't the other way around.
Until that time, I had understood death as something entirely separate from and independent of life. The hand of death is bound to take us, I had felt, but until the day it reaches out for us, it leaves us alone. This had seemed to me the simple, logical truth. Life is here, death is over there. I am here, not over there.
“Don’t go anywhere in that pretty head,” Ari murmured, showing that he knew me better than anyone else ever had somehow. “It’s just me and you now, sunshine. And this thing between us is so big, there’s never going to be room for anyone else.”
“How do you do that?” I sighed, finally dragging my gaze away from him. “How do you see me like that?”
He chuckled to himself and shook his head. ““You’re all I see, Blake. I feel like I’ve been looking for you my whole life.”
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"This is the ruca," the owner of the house told me. It was round like an igloo or a kiva, and only the roof stuck up above the surface; the rest of it was underground. It had been built by the husbands and boyfriends of these women, who sometimes participated in the meetings, but on those occasions they met in the tent, because the ruca was a feminine sanctuary. Following their lead, I took off my clothes; some were completely naked, others left their underwear on. Blanca lit a handful of sage leaves to "cleanse us" with the fragrant smoke as we crawled through a narrow tunnel on hands and knees.
Evin sahibi bana "Burası ruca" dedi. Bir eskimo kulübesi ya da kiva gibi yuvarlaktı ve yalnızca çatısı yüzeyin üzerinde yükseliyordu; geri kalan kısmı yer altındaydı. Ruca kadınlar için bir sığınak olduğundan, bazen toplantılara katılan ancak bu durumlarda çadırda buluşan bu kadınların eşleri ve erkek arkadaşları tarafından yaptırılmıştı. Onların yönlendirmesine uyarak kıyafetlerimi çıkardım; bazıları tamamen çıplaktı, bazıları iç çamaşırlarını çıkarmamıştı. Biz dar bir tünelden ellerimiz ve dizlerimiz üzerinde emeklerken Blanca, hoş kokulu dumanla "bizi temizlemek" için bir avuç adaçayı yaprağı yaktı.
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“There was a girl, and her uncle sold her. Put like that it seems so simple.
No man, proclaimed Donne, is an island, and he was wrong. If we were not islands, we would be lost, drowned in each other's tragedies. We are insulated (a word that means, literally, remember, made into an island) from the tragedy of others, by our island nature and
Pomegranate
Not every fruit has to be an apple. It is too exhausting to spend this existence as someone else. If you are a pomegranate, be a pomegranate. Sure, there are probably more people who don’t like pomegranates than people who don’t like apples, but for those of us who like pomegranates they are what we like best.
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Mothers and nannies keeping their children close to their side. Still holding on to those old tales that dark elves snatch children to feed to the horned beasts they keep under Blackfire Castle.
There is no truth to those tales, my nanny once told me; but looking at this figure standing in front of us, it is hard to not believe it.
This default win-lose mode can sometimes work for the short term; however, as a strategy for how companies and organizations operate, it can have grave consequences over the longer term.
The results of this default mindset are all too familiar: an- nual rounds of mass layoffs to meet arbitrary projections, cut- throat work environments, subservience to the shareholder over the needs of employees and customers, dishonest and un- ethical business practices, rewarding high-performing toxic team members while turning a blind eye to the damage they are doing to the rest of the team and rewarding leaders who seem to care a lot more about themselves than those in their charge. All things that contribute to a decline of loyalty and engagement and an increase of insecurity and anxiety that too many of us feel these days. This impersonal and transac- tional approach to business seems to have accelerated in the aftermath of the Industrial Revolution and seems to be accel- erating even more in our digital age. Indeed, our entire un- derstanding of commerce and capitalism seems to have fallen under the sway of short-term, finite-minded thinking.
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“The thing about the US over the next decade or so is how skillfully we navigate this big change in relative power,” says Timothy Geithner, who was Treasury chief during the Obama years. Treasury’s “authority comes from the quality of the people, the decisions they make, its reputation for integrity and the perception that it takes a longer-term view of US interests, slightly beyond politics,” he said.
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