“There are two novels that can transform a bookish 14-year-kld’s life: The Lord of the Rings and Atlas Shrugged. One is a childish daydream that can lead to an emotionally stunted, socially crippled adulthood in which large chunks of the day are spent inventing ways to make real life more like a fantasy novel. The other is a book about orcs.” -Raj Patel
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"If writers wrote as carelessly as some people talk, then adhasdh asdglaseuyt[bn[ pasdlgkhasdfasdf."

“If writers wrote as carelessly as some people talk, then adhasdh asdglaseuyt[bn[ pasdlgkhasdfasdf.” - Lemony Snicket (via imfantasyparade) Enviado por gReader
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A natureza negativa da mente

A natureza negativa da mente http://www.palavrasdeosho.com/2012/08/a-natureza-negativa-da-mente.html Comece a viver positivamente, isto é – com emoções positivas. Ser negativo é ser autodestrutivo e, por último, suicida. Mas normalmente a mente funciona dessa forma porque é o único instrumento para segurança e certeza; ela apenas detecta a morte, e não a vida. Então ser totalmente positivo é transcender a mente. Pediram a um faquir que discursasse para um grupo sobre a natureza negativa da mente. Ele pregou na parede uma enorme folha de papel totalmente branca. E fez um ponto negro no papel com um lápis. Então ele pediu a cada homem para dizer o que via. Cada homem respondeu: um ponto negro. O faquir então disse: Sim, há um pontinho negro. Mas ninguém de vocês viu a superfície enorme de papel branco, e este é o ponto do meu discurso. Osho, em “Uma Xícara de Chá” Imagem por Zak Greant Publicado no blog palavras de Osho Pratique as meditações de Osho - conheça as técnicas e espaços Osho Enviado por gReader
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Eu assisti um pedaço do Fantástico hoje. Duas menções a mulher como costela de Adão. Deveriam repensar o nome. Programa de merda! - Culto de príncipes e princesas? VSF - 50% do programa dedicado a fazer propaganda de outros programas da emissora - Até da trilha sonora eles fazem propaganda.
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““In shamanic cultures, synchronicities are recognized as signs that you are on the right path.”” - Daniel Pinchbeck
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“Querían dormir, no por cansancio sino por nostalgia de los sueños.” - Gabriel García Márquez (Cien años de soledad)
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A. If you could get away with one murder in your lifetime without any legal, social, or emotional repercussions, would you kill someone? B. What is your first thought when you receive a message on Tumblr, are you excited for the idea of someone from potentially the other side of the world wanting to talk to you or fearful that someone will criticize you? C. Have you ever looked down on someone because you thought your religious views were superior? D. Would you rather know everything the universe has to offer but in exchange lose all emotions or remain the way you are now? E. If you could live and be healthy without sleeping or eating/drinking, which would you cut out of your life? F. If you could take on the exact body and form of anyone else on Earth, who would it be? G. Would you rather burn or freeze to death? H. If it meant it would solve all world hunger, war, disease and bigotry, would you spend the rest of eternity in Hell? I. Was the first crush in your life something you had or something someone had on you? J. Could you live without having sex ever (again) in exchange for eternal youth? K. Have you ever watched a full length pornographic movie? L. The Beatles or The Rolling Stones? M. If you could have the ability to manipulate matter or energy, which would you choose? N. What was the worst nightmare you ever had? O. Would you rather spend one year with your one true love just to never see them again or the rest of your life with second best? P. All the sequels/remakes/adaptations/rip-offs in movies nowadays, good or bad? Q. Would you rather be dirt poor and emotionally fulfilled in life or be rich beyond imagination and emotionally dissatisfied for life? R. Do you have any (secret) feelings of bigotry to any group of people? S. Would you rather be the only person in the world that can read minds or have everyone else in the world be able to read minds except for your own? T. If everyone in the world would automatically only know one language, which language would you choose? U. If you were old enough and not in a situation where it would be inappropriate, would you sleep with one of your (past) school teachers/professors? V. A world without religion, good, bad, neutral? W. The men’s rights movement, legitimate cause or laughable, and why? X. You can eliminate one of your five senses to substantially strengthen the others, which one and would you do it? Y. Do looks mean anything to you? Don’t lie, could you fall in love with someone you thought was ugly? Z. Can you understand the mindset and logic used by the opposite spiritual opinion? An atheist understanding the belief in a higher power and vice versa.
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“I hated labels anyway. People didn’t fit in slots—prostitute, housewife, saint—like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.” - Janet Fitch, White Oleander
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“There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year’s course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word ‘happy’ would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.” - Carl Jung
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“A day without laughter is a day wasted.” - Charlie Chaplin

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Uma história antiga…Um jovem diabo vem correndo até seu chefe. Ele está tremendo e diz ao velho diabo: “Algo deve ser feito imediatamente, porque na Terra um homem encontrou a verdade! E urna vez que as pessoas conheçam a verdade, o que vai ser de nossa profissão?” O velho diabo riu e disse: “Sente-se, descanse e não se preocupe. Tudo está sob controle. Nossa gente já está lá”. Mas o jovem disse: “Estou voltando de lá e não vi nenhum diabo”. O velho respondeu: “Os sacerdotes são minha gente. Eles já cercaram o homem que encontrou a verdade. Agora se tornarão os intermediários entre o homem da verdade e as massas. Vão erguer templos, vão escrever escrituras, vão interpretar e distorcer tudo. Pedirão ao povo que adorem e rezem. E em toda essa confusão a verdade será perdida. Esse é meu velho método, sempre deu certo”. Os sacerdotes que representam a religião não são seus amigos. São os maiores inimigos da religião, porque ela não requer intermediário. Entre você e a existência há uma afinidade imediata. Tudo que você precisa aprender é como compreender a linguagem da existência. Você conhece as linguagens do homem, mas essas não são as linguagens da existência. A existência conhece apenas uma linguagem: a do silêncio. Se você também for capaz de ficar silencioso, será capaz de entender a verdade, o sentido da vida, o significado de tudo aquilo que existe. E não há ninguém que possa interpretá-lo para você. Osho, em “Sacerdotes e Políticos: A Máfia da Alma”

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A religião floresce somente em um coração que é totalmente livre de todas as doutrinas, de todas as crenças, de todas as igrejas, de todas as mesquitas. Desejo que o mundo inteiro seja religioso, mas não cristão, católico, hindu, muçulmano – basta apenas que seja religioso. Você não pode perceber esses simples fatos? Honestidade é honestidade; não é cristã nem hindu. Verdade é simplesmente verdade; não pode ser muçulmana, não pode ser cristã. Amor é simplesmente amor; não pode ser oriental ou ocidental. Compaixão é compaixão; não pertence a nenhuma raça, a nenhum país, a nenhum clima; não depende de nenhuma geografia, de nenhuma história. Esses são os ingredientes de uma consciência religiosa. Meditação é simplesmente tão científica que, assim como você aceita a Física sem se importar se é hindu ou muçulmana, assim como aceita a Química sem jamais pensar se é protestante ou católica… Quando você vai ao médico, nunca se importa se o remédio é hindu ou budista. A realidade interior é simplesmente puro silêncio. Milhares de flores desabrocham aí, mas não pertencem a nenhuma organização. Elas são a recompensa de sua própria busca, de sua jornada interior. Todas as religiões organizadas estão basicamente privando a humanidade da religião, porque estão dirigindo você erroneamente. Estão sempre dirigindo você para fora, seu Deus está lá longe no céu. E quando você reza, com suas mãos em direção ao céu, não se dá conta de que ninguém o ouve. Na verdade, esse que está rezando, esse que está vivo dentro de você, esse que está respirando, esse é o Deus. Você simplesmente precisa descobri-lo. Ele está oculto nas camadas de sua falsa personalidade. Descubra-o em sua inocência e a vida se torna pura alegria, uma canção sem palavras, uma dança, uma celebração. E quando você atinge a essência de sua celebração, apenas lágrimas de gratidão estão presentes. Não posso pensar ou conceber que essas lágrimas de gratidão pertençam a alguma religião. Elas pertencem ao coração individual, transbordante de gratidão à existência. Osho, em “Sacerdotes e Políticos: A Máfia da Alma”

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““Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others…”” - Timothy Leary

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The Myth of The Nipples A Tale Of Creation Long ago, the Earth was barren of life. Eris and Aneris looked upon it and saw that it was boring. “Yawn,” Eris yawned. “Aneris, My sister, the Earth is truly uninteresting. Let’s liven it up somehow.” Eris, the Goddess of Chaos, was always eager to disturb stable systems. “I like it this way, Eris.” Aneris, the Goddess of non-Chaos, was much more conservative. “Boring things are more orderly.” “Aww, pleeeeease?” Eris was not above whining. There was some arguing back and forth, and eventually They came to an agreement that They would bring forth life to alleviate the boredom. So Eris and Aneris descended upon the Earth. “Let there be life!” said Aneris, and there was life. Plant life. Ferns. Trees. Mushrooms. Lichen. Aneris looked about and said, “See! It’s much more colorful now.” Eris sighed. “You call this life? It’s almost as boring as before! These things just grow and die and wave in the wind. Here, let Me try.” And Eris lifted up the clay from the ground and formed it into the shape of an ant. She blew upon it and it scurried off to build a hill. “Animals? Sure, We can make some of those.” And Eris and Aneris began to create animals. First They created the simpler animals, like the insects and worms and such. Then They went on to the reptiles and birds and such. Finally, They started on the mammals. By this time, They had a pretty good system going. Aneris would create the female animal, then Eris would come along and create the male. When Aneris made the first female mammals with fur and nipples, Eris saw a chance to have some fun. As She made the furry male mammals, She gave them their own, useless, nipples. Aneris looked over at Her sister every once in a while, but since the fur hid the nipples She didn’t see anything but Eris’s wide smile. Aneris, naturally, got suspicious… She knew from experience that Eris could not be trusted when She was smiling. (Or at any other time, for that matter.) Shrugging, Aneris started creating the first woman. She made her after Her own image, with heavy hair on her head but not as much elsewhere. And She gave women nipples, which were quite visible from the lack of hair. Eris followed along, creating the first man. She gave him hair on his head, and not as much elsewhere. And She gave him the same useless nipples all the other male mammals had. Aneris looked over and saw what had happened. “Wha-at?!”, Aneris screamed. “Have You been giving all the male mammals nipples all this time?” Eris just doubled over, laughing. “Damn it, Eris, whenever We make anything You always do something weird like this! Can’t You take anything seriously?” Aneris sighed as Eris shook Her head no. “Well, I can at least cover this up a little,” Aneris muttered, and She put hair around men’s nipples. “There, now you can’t see them so much.” And Aneris rested, while Eris continued to roll on the floor. So to this day men have nipples, which are merely emphasized by the hair around them. Hail, She what done it all!

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Once upon a time you were eight years old. Your parents got divorced. You moved schools. You didn’t talk to anyone for a few weeks. But then, magically, you got over it. How did you get over it? Spaghetti hoops and sausages in a can, no exercise, and Hostess Fruit Pies. Your journey had begun.

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“I think the most common cause of insomnia is simple; it’s loneliness.” - Heath Ledger

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“A man’s face is his autobiography. A woman’s face is her work of fiction.” - Oscar Wilde

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“En las lápidas de mucha gente debería leerse: “Muerto a las 30. Enterrado a los 60.” - Nicholas Murray Butler (1862-1947)

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“And my fingers are ships sailing on your skin, slowly drifting and hoping against hope that they fall off the edge of the earth. And your heart is nothing but the gravity pulling me towards you.” - I Wrote This For You: The Last Land I Stood On

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“You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.” - Franz Kafka | Senses

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“The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea.”   Isak Dinesen

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"Tres pasiones, simples, pero abrumadoramente intensas, han gobernado mi vida: el ansia de amor, la..."

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“Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?”

- Anne Shirley in Anne of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery.

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“Don’t forget - no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.”

- Charles de Lint, The Blue Girl (via larmoyante)