My mum sent this the other day. Quite liked it.
"Go on a journey from self to Self, my friend...
Such a journey transforms the earth into a mine of gold."
Such a journey transforms the earth into a mine of gold."
--Jalal-ud-Din Rumi
(Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi)
Are we all on a journey?
I wonder when the journeying ends and the living begins.
Or is the journey the living?
Come on, you Present Livers
(...hahaaha..."livers")
...give me a run for my money.
I wonder when the journeying ends and the living begins.
Or is the journey the living?
Come on, you Present Livers
(...hahaaha..."livers")
...give me a run for my money.
A thought just crossed my mind...
tattoos are great
until you wake up one morning
with your ex-wife's name splayed across your tricep
and you have to think of something big and awesome
to cover that sh_t up.
Big tattoos are not painless, friends.
Neither was life with you.
Keep on journeying on...
tattoos are great
until you wake up one morning
with your ex-wife's name splayed across your tricep
and you have to think of something big and awesome
to cover that sh_t up.
Big tattoos are not painless, friends.
Neither was life with you.
Keep on journeying on...
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