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Cancerous Humanity

Life, in all its forms, is in a perpetual state of birth and death. All the way down to the millions upon millions of micro-organisms living within our own bodies. 433 more words

Poetry

art life/life as art

I’ve been looking through my mom’s blog, and found this photo of us from her last exhibit at Images Cinema in November 2012:

This show was called “Still Lifes and Figures in the Still Life.” The painting to the left of me in the photo, the chairs and lamp with the lemon tablecloth, is hanging in my apartment now and is one of my favorites. 360 more words

A Beautiful Life

I am life without boundaries

This body is not me.
I am not limited by this body.
I am life without boundaries.
I have never been born,
and I have never died. 93 more words

Inspiration

Alone


The saying goes that

we come into this life

alone

and we go out

the same way.

But, wait:
What about the laborious

presence of the mother? 93 more words

Whether we absorb spiritual concepts or reject them determines our environment on the other side of the threshold

When man under the present conditions of evolution passes through the portal of death, he takes with him the conditions of consciousness that he has created for himself between birth and death. 196 more words

Anthroposophy

Life and New Life

Today represents both the birth of one grandma and the death of my other grandma.

My Grandmother Reva actually received the best birthday gift possible 53 years ago, a son.  877 more words

Looking Back At Past Experiences..

Goodnight, Sweet Oreo <3

I have been dreading writing this post, but I must share it with you, dear readers, because it’s a huge part of my life.

Our darling Oreo passed over the Rainbow Bridge 12 days ago. 301 more words