You cannot impose a culture from the top–it must come from under. It grows out of the soil, out of the people, out of their daily life and work. It is a spontaneous expression of their joy of life, of their joy in work, and if this does not exist, the culture will not exist. Joy is a spiritual quality, an impalpable quality: that too cannot be forced. It must be an inevitable state of mind, born of the elementary processes of life, a by-product of natural human growth.
THE SILENT PEOPLE
Some people are so rude,
Living their lives with no concern for others,
Or possibly just intent on pissing other people off-
Annoying everyone around them.
The silent people-
Want to kill them-
And drive forks into their skulls-
Create weapons of extreme torture-
And scream from the top of their lungs-
But words are not spoken-
And attention is not given.
Though annoyance is apparent,
The annoying keep on living.
During her life Veronika had noticed that a lot of people she knew would talk about the horrors in other people’s lives as if they were genuinely trying to help them, but the truth was that they took pleasure in the suffering of others, because that made them believe they were happy and that life had been generous with them. She hated that kind of person, and she wasn’t going to give the young man an opportunity to take advantage of her state in order to mask his own frustrations.
Nothing drives people crazier than seeing someone have a good fucking life.
The biggest difference between writing a movie and writing a novel? No one ever tries to sleep with me to get into one of my novels.
As it is with spiritual discoveries and affections given at first conversion, so it is in all subsequent illuminations and affections of that kind; they are all transforming. There is a like divine power and energy in them as in the first discoveries; they still reach the bottom of the heart, and affect and alter the very nature of the soul, in proportion to the degree in which they are given. And a transformation of nature is continued and carried on by them to the end of life, until it is brought to perfection in glory.
I opened my arms to embrace you,
Never realizing when you glided into my prana,
To be within me,
To be the source of my energy.
This is happening. I am here and I am looking at her. And she is so beautiful. I can see it. This one moment when you know you’re not a sad story, You are alive. And you stand up and see the lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder, When you were listening to that song on that drive with the people you love most in this world.
And in this moment, I swear, we are infinite.
Trudging on foot, loaded with sacks, bundles, and babies, young mothers who had lost their milk, driven out of their minds by the horrors of the journey, abandoned their children, shook the corn out of their sacks onto the ground, and turned back. A quick death, they had decided, was preferable to a slow death by starvation. Better to fall into the clutches of the enemy than to be torn to pieces by some beast in the forest.
Can we talk real for a minute then? Do you “really” think that your problem is that you just need to gather more information and data before you start to “do” better with your commitment to yourself? Or isn’t the real truth more like -> you are already educated with enough information – beyond your level of behavioral obedience to what you already know! You don’t need to “know more” to get going- you simply need to buckle down and get real about “doing better” with what you already know.