Vichar Bhavan

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion. For most men, it appears to me, are in a strange uncertainty about it, whether it is of the devil or of God, and have somewhat hastily concluded that it is the chief end of man here to “glorify God and enjoy him forever.”

— H.D. Thoreau —

” Be so good, they cannot ignore you.”

                      — Steve Martin —

“Well done is better than well said.”

                                                   — Benjamin Franklin —

“All men are created equal, but some work harder in preseason.”

                                  -Emmitt Smith-

Physical fitness is not only one of the most important keys to a healthy body, it is the basis of dynamic and creative intellectual activity.”

— John F. Kennedy

I thought becoming myself was improving piece by piece

But it was finding a hidden wholeness

seeing the fractures as the design

— Brianna Wiest

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Fall from dusk to dawn, I am truly alive

Moments don’t pass me up, no

Because I seize them in stride
Tell them winning never gave me in
When I eternally have faith
And the choices you made, it’s all by design
Go with it

I see everything with new beams, I do dream
My eyes are glowing mood rings
Stop dueling with the truthing
When you think too much you’re removin’ what’s moving
Stuck like a statue, look at you

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So twisted in emotional notions, Oh yeah

Feel I’m being tested every minute
Feel like yesterday I was blind, I’m being lost
Seems like I’ve stumbled on a path, no coincidence
Truly is my essence a mirage?

Who am I? Who am I?
Too alive, too alive, no arriving
You were right, I was left in before
Parallel to paradise, to reach out for my lifeline
The angels laugh in paradise and say I’m my own lifeline
Look at you
To the night, to the night I’m abandoned
Shouldn’t I, shouldn’t I? What a sandpit
Couldn’t I, couldn’t I have an angel?

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“We grow up to believe that we are supposed to somehow “become” who we are meant to be through the trial-by-fire that is life here on planet Earth.
Reality is…there’s no “becoming”.
It’s actually all an “un-becoming”, only to reunite with who you were born to be in the first place before society told you otherwise.”

 

― Jennifer Sodini

Raise your standards and the universe will meet you there.