Posted 3 months ago
Posted 3 months ago
So those traditions which are against sex will be against the body. Those traditions which are not against sex can only be friendly toward the body. Tantra is absolutely friendly, and Tantra says that the body is sacred, holy. For Tantra, to condemn the body is a sacrilege. To say that the body is impure or to say that the body is sin is nonsense for Tantra – a very poisonous teaching. Tantra accepts the body – not only accepts it, but says that the body is holy, pure, innocent. You can use it and you can make it a vehicle, a medium, to go beyond! It helps even in going beyond. But if you start fighting with body, you are lost. If you start fighting with it, you will become more and more diseased. And if you go on fighting with it, you will miss an opportunity. Fighting is negative; Tantra is a positive transformation. Do not fight with it – there is no need.

Osho, The Book of Secrets (via nirvikalpa

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Posted 3 months ago

and this happened.

Posted 3 months ago

I been away. I moved from the big city. This is no longer where I stay, I will be heading to my new place tomorrow. My online presence maybe scarce for awhile, but I wanted to say hello and I didn’t abandon this place.

Posted 4 months ago
I want to hear raucous music, to see faces, to brush against bodies, to drink fiery Benedictine. Beautiful women and handsome men arouse fierce desires in me. I want to dance. I want drugs. I want to know perverse people, to be intimate with them. I never look at naive faces. I want to bite into life, and to be torn by it…

Anaïs Nin (via terramantra

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Posted 5 months ago
Posted 5 months ago

I had a lover who found patting me on the bum a chore. what a silly rabbit. Pats on the bum does glorious things to my brain, how agreeable I become.

Posted 5 months ago

fortunately it has been a pretty warm winter this year.

Posted 5 months ago

the longer necklace I found on my way to the subway this morning.

Posted 6 months ago

its been a long time… you and i.

Posted 6 months ago

sex-and-dying:

don’t say don’t - digital

<3 love <3

Posted 6 months ago
Posted 6 months ago
Posted 7 months ago
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

a song about the days i experience before bleeding.

i cancelled meetings/ to crawl into a hole/ i need a bit more rest today/ need the mornings untouched by thought/ and a space to be, a space to dream a space to grieve

I am not a mother, not this time.

its not funny/ not this hour/ confronted by the corner of my mind/ haunted by indecision/ and repressed emotion/ i need space to be, a space to dream, space to grieve

that i am not a mother, not this time.

where’s the chocolate/ i don’t need boy/ just a hand in mind/ been picking at my face again/ been craving sex again.

I am not a mother, not this time.

Posted 7 months ago