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A.G.
- Mar 9, 2022
Monky Wonky at the Pleasure Dome
The hour was between four and five, a desperate and hazy time in the Pleasure Dome. Too late to go swimming again, to venture out into...
traversing the
human landscape
"When you talk to strangers, you're making beautiful interruptions into the expected narrative of your daily life - and theirs" - Kio Stark
CATEGORIES
"If we experience a strong emotional response to a person or a situation we are meeting a part of ourselves residing in the shadows, awaiting integration"
- C. Page
Every encounter is an unexpected story of love and transformation. If we remain the same before and after, that means we haven't loved enough. For any heart that opens to the sparkles of love opens in truth
to its own alchemist. Go and love harder this time.
"Serendipity has chance and happiness. We get chance every single day the minute that we wake up. Happiness is something that we choose through the chances that
we decide to take."
— Terry McBride
"You will never be completely at home again. Because part of your heart will always be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people
in more than one place"
- Spirit Science
"All my life one of my greatest desires has been to travel --to see and touch unknown countries, to swim in unknown seas, to circle the globe, observing new lands, seas, people, and ideas with insatiable appetite, to see everything for the first time and for the last time, casting a slow, prolonged glance, then to close my eyes and feel the riches deposit themselves inside me calmly or stormily according to their pleasure, until time passes them at last through its fine sieve, straining the quintessence out of all the joys and sorrows.
- Nikos Kazantzakis