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Best advice you've ever learned?
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"don't put the flames out with you're boots Ted!" ~ devil woman
"You are projecting, dont project" When observing others
"Everyone's experience (aka outlook and/or choice) is valid, but only to them and those who can relate..."
"The journey is "The Thing"
"Words are leaves, action is the fruit" "Thoughts are the leaves, Situations are the fruit"
At some point you must pick a side, You can not go about side stepping every decision in the name of being "correct". At some point you must put down your inner judge and just be.
"Everyone's experience (aka outlook and/or choice) is valid, but only to them and those who can relate..."
"The journey is "The Thing"
"Words are leaves, action is the fruit" "Thoughts are the leaves, Situations are the fruit"
At some point you must pick a side, You can not go about side stepping every decision in the name of being "correct". At some point you must put down your inner judge and just be.
Abrazaderas
Rising Star
"wish in one hand, s*** in the other, see which one fills up first"
Wow, that's a really good one.fairbanks said:
I could put a million quotes in here, I love finding meaningful words, whether it be in music, film, or words alone:
-"The world is a dangerous place to live; not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don't do anything about it."- Albert Einstein
Everybody's always saying man is inherently good. That's only true to a small extent. Once you interfere with the way someone lives their life or thinks about life in general, they drop the peace immediately and become the animal we were born to be.
-"My only enemy is me" song by Stick To Your Guns
I love this quote because most of the talk I hear from people involves disliking or hating something else, when it was they who were the problem to begin with. Violence & war achieve nothing, peace is the key. The concept of One Love (Bob Marley) has similar meaning to this as well, in that we should all love each other, hate does nothing. That does not mean we should all never disagree with each other, but should disagree with the intent of doing good, not harm.
Of course one of my all time favorites is William Blake's quote:
"If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern."
Also applies pretty nicely to the psychedelic learning experience.
of course Aldous Huxley used this quote from Blake's poem for his book on a mescaline trip (The Doors of Perception), which Jim Morrison would later read and use as the name of the band he started with Ray Manzarek, The Doors.
Beelzebozo
Rising Star
Best advice?
Life is not serious, even taking it seriously isn't serious. Lighten up.
"Angels fly because they take themselves lightly."
-Chesterton
Also: keep it simple!
Life is not serious, even taking it seriously isn't serious. Lighten up.
"Angels fly because they take themselves lightly."
-Chesterton
Also: keep it simple!
Parshvik Chintan
Esteemed member
damn, and i thought the food i cooked was good.akwalek said:
My best advice is REALLY stupid, and it comes from a RIDICULOUSLY goofy song from the 60's:
"Life is for Living."
It should be something everybody knows and is aware of all the time, but in the modern world, is DANGEROUSLY easy to forget...
"Life is for Living."
It should be something everybody knows and is aware of all the time, but in the modern world, is DANGEROUSLY easy to forget...
Parshvik Chintan said:
I think he may have meant something more along the lines of "If it has an expiration date, don't eat it" as in, if it's processed and not organic/all natural, stay away.
All of the food in stores is more or less designed to be stored in a warehouse somewhere. The effects on the human body are an afterthought if considered at all aside from direct poisoning.
Sad state of affairs the food industry is in these days...
SWIMfriend said:
Not stupid at all but truly a golden nugget that we need to remember as often as possible. Like you said, it's far too easy to forget in this culture.
Edit: Contribution to the best advice...
It actually came from Endlessness in regards to suicide though I don't remember which thread. He stated:
Endlessness said:
That is one of the best golden nuggets of information ever to help someone out who is contemplating suicide. It's always stuck with me and I've passed it onto several people since I've heard it. It may have saved a couple of them.
I love you guys. Remember, life is short and isn't guaranteed. Get out there and make the world a better place than you found it.
I like this one
"Before you embark on any path ask the question: Does this path have a heart?
All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. They are paths going through the bush, or into the bush. Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't, it is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn't. One makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you."
"Before you embark on any path ask the question: Does this path have a heart?
All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. They are paths going through the bush, or into the bush. Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't, it is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn't. One makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you."
TheWhiteWizard
Rising Star
Make hay while the sun shines - unknown
Circumstances Don’t Matter Only State of Being Matters - Bashar
Circumstances Don’t Matter Only State of Being Matters - Bashar
Solar Jetman
Rising Star
"War is not about who is right, only who is left".
cosmic butterfly
Rising Star
dont follow the wants of the ego follow the needs of the soul
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MomentOfTruth
Astro-Travellin
my advice.... check this out...
[youtube]
The ritual goes, same window different visual.
Wing of wax, or wing of gold leaf
Choose one. Float or plummet 20 thousand cold legues
My nourishment's provided in the summer
So that I wonder
How y'all chasin' dreams when what's tangible still outruns ya
Hail dirty doll immaculate performance
Warm as the march of a billion torches forward to burn what I born at
Cut and paste alertness to current set is provided quick
Shimmy the pirate ship mast, bat the eyelids at the siren in her bow (?)
Facing, let's salute the embrace pertinent generals who turned innocent hermits to burning spectacles.
Flirtin' with a serpent workin' overtime
Drain the battery, siphon the poison and flood his majesty's hatchery.
I was riding on the yellow bus to where the brush thickens.
Yeah, an it ain't exactly plush pickin's
I'd rather take the time to burn every last bridge I've ever crossed beneath the sun
Than live my life knowin' you may one day follow me over one.
Snake bite
Breath too heavy to hold.
Caught up in the wake of the red witch tryin' to swim it.
Ran for the sake of dead click stripped of idealic image
Steal a sloppy earth meal feed my pottery wheel to model collossal vision
Thrill, shrunken with a bucket of pennies
I'ma drag my sneakers through the dirt like alligator bellies
'Til the cloud burst
Honour and a loud thirst submersed in a trap
Little drummer boy verse' thunderclap
In a city of garbage, tryin' to reap the harvest
Adaption is the trap in which the artist meets the forest
Swing your little axe or be an oak tree if you can
Either way, adapt to circumstance or play you final hand.
No enigma, an attempt to bury the hatchet
Rendered me victim of deviltry plus wounded like stigmatics
Somethin's somethin hazardous
I smell an inch of differnce in this mornin's pollution pistons and how the loose ends drift in
My sour pash (?) institutions slipped in admidst the invaders and,
Pardon my tone but,
This garden's grown fucken' acres since my visit.
Itchin' to count the layers in the blizzard to that chapter where my family inserts the dagger and twists it.
It's the carnival, have you any sweets for my weary kin
It's the carnival, have you any feed for my cheery grin
It's the carnival, welcome, play our games you'll never win
Coz it's that carnival where every freak show spectacle's your friend.
An' I'm a,
Ghostly galleon, tossed upon cloudy seas
Antifreeze to glacier cookin' a look of fiery nature
It's the,
Ceilin' feelin' too heavy to bless the I-beams for a fraction more collapse (I left sorry) that to your door.
Bitchin' my back to hell's kitchen, back
Burnin' murder machinery, released regardless of the pardons
Hitchin my life to the leash of one minstrel
Sick of same window different visual
Same agnostic hostage different ritual
Play, coopertive supercolony clash (I heard we have a dust collection - let me see it)
Ooh, I duel this underdog verse forced adaption to the marbles of the now
Since then my knuckles haven't once dragged on the ground.
In a city of garbage, tryin' to reap the harvest
Adaption is the trap in which the artist meets the forest
Swing your little axe or be an oak tree if you can
Either way, adapt to circumstance or play you final hand.
The ritual goes, same window different visual.
The ritual is same fucken' window different visual.
[youtube]
The ritual goes, same window different visual.
Wing of wax, or wing of gold leaf
Choose one. Float or plummet 20 thousand cold legues
My nourishment's provided in the summer
So that I wonder
How y'all chasin' dreams when what's tangible still outruns ya
Hail dirty doll immaculate performance
Warm as the march of a billion torches forward to burn what I born at
Cut and paste alertness to current set is provided quick
Shimmy the pirate ship mast, bat the eyelids at the siren in her bow (?)
Facing, let's salute the embrace pertinent generals who turned innocent hermits to burning spectacles.
Flirtin' with a serpent workin' overtime
Drain the battery, siphon the poison and flood his majesty's hatchery.
I was riding on the yellow bus to where the brush thickens.
Yeah, an it ain't exactly plush pickin's
I'd rather take the time to burn every last bridge I've ever crossed beneath the sun
Than live my life knowin' you may one day follow me over one.
Snake bite
Breath too heavy to hold.
Caught up in the wake of the red witch tryin' to swim it.
Ran for the sake of dead click stripped of idealic image
Steal a sloppy earth meal feed my pottery wheel to model collossal vision
Thrill, shrunken with a bucket of pennies
I'ma drag my sneakers through the dirt like alligator bellies
'Til the cloud burst
Honour and a loud thirst submersed in a trap
Little drummer boy verse' thunderclap
In a city of garbage, tryin' to reap the harvest
Adaption is the trap in which the artist meets the forest
Swing your little axe or be an oak tree if you can
Either way, adapt to circumstance or play you final hand.
No enigma, an attempt to bury the hatchet
Rendered me victim of deviltry plus wounded like stigmatics
Somethin's somethin hazardous
I smell an inch of differnce in this mornin's pollution pistons and how the loose ends drift in
My sour pash (?) institutions slipped in admidst the invaders and,
Pardon my tone but,
This garden's grown fucken' acres since my visit.
Itchin' to count the layers in the blizzard to that chapter where my family inserts the dagger and twists it.
It's the carnival, have you any sweets for my weary kin
It's the carnival, have you any feed for my cheery grin
It's the carnival, welcome, play our games you'll never win
Coz it's that carnival where every freak show spectacle's your friend.
An' I'm a,
Ghostly galleon, tossed upon cloudy seas
Antifreeze to glacier cookin' a look of fiery nature
It's the,
Ceilin' feelin' too heavy to bless the I-beams for a fraction more collapse (I left sorry) that to your door.
Bitchin' my back to hell's kitchen, back
Burnin' murder machinery, released regardless of the pardons
Hitchin my life to the leash of one minstrel
Sick of same window different visual
Same agnostic hostage different ritual
Play, coopertive supercolony clash (I heard we have a dust collection - let me see it)
Ooh, I duel this underdog verse forced adaption to the marbles of the now
Since then my knuckles haven't once dragged on the ground.
In a city of garbage, tryin' to reap the harvest
Adaption is the trap in which the artist meets the forest
Swing your little axe or be an oak tree if you can
Either way, adapt to circumstance or play you final hand.
The ritual goes, same window different visual.
The ritual is same fucken' window different visual.
FallingAwake
Rising Star
smokerx said:
Is that from the Alchemist?
I'd say my favorite is something like (from Swami Vivekandna):
We're all particles in the river flowing to the same wide ocean. Some are further along the stream than others, but it continues to flow, and we will all get there.
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