@c0xta 🪷
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I am awareness itself, bound only by my thirst of life.
Gita
Gita
We ought to get HIGH;
Honest,
Integral,
Grateful, and
Humble
Honesty is your shield.
Integrity your armor.
Gratitude your reflection.
Humility gives you purpose.
Wear it, wear it all, so you may face yourself.
Honest,
Integral,
Grateful, and
Humble
Honesty is your shield.
Integrity your armor.
Gratitude your reflection.
Humility gives you purpose.
Wear it, wear it all, so you may face yourself.
October 12, 2024 at 4:28 PM
We ought to get HIGH;
Honest,
Integral,
Grateful, and
Humble
Honesty is your shield.
Integrity your armor.
Gratitude your reflection.
Humility gives you purpose.
Wear it, wear it all, so you may face yourself.
Honest,
Integral,
Grateful, and
Humble
Honesty is your shield.
Integrity your armor.
Gratitude your reflection.
Humility gives you purpose.
Wear it, wear it all, so you may face yourself.
Negate not the negative, for it may be positively necessary; a candle is better seen when it is surrounded by darkness, not radiance.
October 11, 2024 at 9:54 PM
Negate not the negative, for it may be positively necessary; a candle is better seen when it is surrounded by darkness, not radiance.
The great attractor pulls me in, pushes me into it and presses itself around me.
We are all bound to it, from the smallest to the greatest, from an ant to a red giant, we all bow to it.
We are all bound to it, from the smallest to the greatest, from an ant to a red giant, we all bow to it.
October 7, 2024 at 2:48 AM
The great attractor pulls me in, pushes me into it and presses itself around me.
We are all bound to it, from the smallest to the greatest, from an ant to a red giant, we all bow to it.
We are all bound to it, from the smallest to the greatest, from an ant to a red giant, we all bow to it.
If you hit the ball at the perfect angle, it goes perfectly where you aimed it with perfection.
October 6, 2024 at 10:55 PM
If you hit the ball at the perfect angle, it goes perfectly where you aimed it with perfection.
If I am the one who casts, let it cascade of me. If I am the one who weaves, may the waves start in me.
If I am both the writer and the reader, let me write myself a story of wonders...
If I am both the writer and the reader, let me write myself a story of wonders...
October 6, 2024 at 10:22 PM
If I am the one who casts, let it cascade of me. If I am the one who weaves, may the waves start in me.
If I am both the writer and the reader, let me write myself a story of wonders...
If I am both the writer and the reader, let me write myself a story of wonders...
I'm all set, the character is as I had expected, check.
What it encompasses, however, is me, so I made sure it was tailor made. And it fits myself like a glove. At every prism I see my own reflection. I am diamond.
What it encompasses, however, is me, so I made sure it was tailor made. And it fits myself like a glove. At every prism I see my own reflection. I am diamond.
October 6, 2024 at 9:26 PM
I'm all set, the character is as I had expected, check.
What it encompasses, however, is me, so I made sure it was tailor made. And it fits myself like a glove. At every prism I see my own reflection. I am diamond.
What it encompasses, however, is me, so I made sure it was tailor made. And it fits myself like a glove. At every prism I see my own reflection. I am diamond.
What is male if not a vessel for female? What is female if not the bearer of male?
October 6, 2024 at 9:21 PM
What is male if not a vessel for female? What is female if not the bearer of male?
The feminine finds purpose through me, and through it I find myself.
It bore me, and I bear it. Forever we dance.
It bore me, and I bear it. Forever we dance.
October 6, 2024 at 9:20 PM
The feminine finds purpose through me, and through it I find myself.
It bore me, and I bear it. Forever we dance.
It bore me, and I bear it. Forever we dance.
Assumptions are psychoactive, beliefs shape perception, and one's folklore drive their reality.
Tell me the art you consume and I shall tell you a little of who you are.
Tell me the media you digest and I will tell you what you're currently made of.
Tell me the art you consume and I shall tell you a little of who you are.
Tell me the media you digest and I will tell you what you're currently made of.
October 5, 2024 at 6:23 PM
Assumptions are psychoactive, beliefs shape perception, and one's folklore drive their reality.
Tell me the art you consume and I shall tell you a little of who you are.
Tell me the media you digest and I will tell you what you're currently made of.
Tell me the art you consume and I shall tell you a little of who you are.
Tell me the media you digest and I will tell you what you're currently made of.
My higher consciousness is very much analogous to a visitor, a divine guest. The more and better I accommodate it, cater to its attention, and listen closely to its infinite knowledge, the longer and more nestled in it becomes.
My visitor has come and has settled down, it is, along with my Ego,
My visitor has come and has settled down, it is, along with my Ego,
October 3, 2024 at 1:02 PM
My higher consciousness is very much analogous to a visitor, a divine guest. The more and better I accommodate it, cater to its attention, and listen closely to its infinite knowledge, the longer and more nestled in it becomes.
My visitor has come and has settled down, it is, along with my Ego,
My visitor has come and has settled down, it is, along with my Ego,
No matter what it is you have accomplished outside yourself, if the same or more hasn't taken place inside, you won't be free.
The castles of sand you own are transient, you, on the other hand, are not, and deep down you know it.
The castles of sand you own are transient, you, on the other hand, are not, and deep down you know it.
October 1, 2024 at 6:25 PM
No matter what it is you have accomplished outside yourself, if the same or more hasn't taken place inside, you won't be free.
The castles of sand you own are transient, you, on the other hand, are not, and deep down you know it.
The castles of sand you own are transient, you, on the other hand, are not, and deep down you know it.
But, of course you matter, you're made of refined matter (pun intended), which has traveled across space and time to be assembled.
But, of course you're amazing, you're more than 13 billion years old!
But, of course you're amazing, you're more than 13 billion years old!
September 30, 2024 at 11:56 PM
But, of course you matter, you're made of refined matter (pun intended), which has traveled across space and time to be assembled.
But, of course you're amazing, you're more than 13 billion years old!
But, of course you're amazing, you're more than 13 billion years old!
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a única relação tóxica que eu aceito é essa kkkkk
September 29, 2024 at 11:21 PM
a única relação tóxica que eu aceito é essa kkkkk
Every cosmic entity has tales to tell to the ones listening intently. It gives them purpose beyond creation.
September 29, 2024 at 10:15 PM
Every cosmic entity has tales to tell to the ones listening intently. It gives them purpose beyond creation.
Light seems far, and still it is here, separation is the illusion itself.
September 29, 2024 at 10:12 PM
Light seems far, and still it is here, separation is the illusion itself.
What would the Sun do?!
September 29, 2024 at 10:11 PM
What would the Sun do?!
We are children of the Universe ♾️ , of Its milky way galaxy 🌌 , sons of our Sun ☀ and the offspring of our pale blue dot 🌎, where we hold our ground.
Here we stand and look up, to our fathers. For they are our real guides, for it is their light and symphony we must become. ✨
Here we stand and look up, to our fathers. For they are our real guides, for it is their light and symphony we must become. ✨
September 29, 2024 at 10:09 PM
We are children of the Universe ♾️ , of Its milky way galaxy 🌌 , sons of our Sun ☀ and the offspring of our pale blue dot 🌎, where we hold our ground.
Here we stand and look up, to our fathers. For they are our real guides, for it is their light and symphony we must become. ✨
Here we stand and look up, to our fathers. For they are our real guides, for it is their light and symphony we must become. ✨
If one wants juicy fruit, one must learn how to seed.
If one hopes to bear much fruit, one must first become as upwards, tenacious, and well-rooted as a tree.
If one hopes to bear much fruit, one must first become as upwards, tenacious, and well-rooted as a tree.
September 29, 2024 at 10:03 PM
If one wants juicy fruit, one must learn how to seed.
If one hopes to bear much fruit, one must first become as upwards, tenacious, and well-rooted as a tree.
If one hopes to bear much fruit, one must first become as upwards, tenacious, and well-rooted as a tree.
Find a star and make a wish, a wish for the whole and not your imagined whole.
September 29, 2024 at 9:58 PM
Find a star and make a wish, a wish for the whole and not your imagined whole.
The Sun is an old man with a golden pipe, and we its scented smoke.
September 29, 2024 at 9:57 PM
The Sun is an old man with a golden pipe, and we its scented smoke.
I'm looking into a screen, delighting myself. This simulation almost feels real, it eludes me. I am it, and yet I am not merely just it. I am that which witnesses it, and that which witnesses it is much more.
I see it now, from an ant meandering to a self-burning star,
I see it now, from an ant meandering to a self-burning star,
September 29, 2024 at 9:48 PM
I'm looking into a screen, delighting myself. This simulation almost feels real, it eludes me. I am it, and yet I am not merely just it. I am that which witnesses it, and that which witnesses it is much more.
I see it now, from an ant meandering to a self-burning star,
I see it now, from an ant meandering to a self-burning star,
How many men would it take to build the Universe? 🤔
September 29, 2024 at 9:42 PM
How many men would it take to build the Universe? 🤔
We're stories, told by our story-teller to itself, so it feels its narrative, so it becomes that which is conveyed.
Start your own Fight Club.
Fight a battle YOU pick, channel the currency of Gaia into a currency of your choosing. Earn free will, not be bound to a shadow of it.
Start your own Fight Club.
Fight a battle YOU pick, channel the currency of Gaia into a currency of your choosing. Earn free will, not be bound to a shadow of it.
September 29, 2024 at 9:41 PM
We're stories, told by our story-teller to itself, so it feels its narrative, so it becomes that which is conveyed.
Start your own Fight Club.
Fight a battle YOU pick, channel the currency of Gaia into a currency of your choosing. Earn free will, not be bound to a shadow of it.
Start your own Fight Club.
Fight a battle YOU pick, channel the currency of Gaia into a currency of your choosing. Earn free will, not be bound to a shadow of it.
Reposted by @c0xta 🪷
There IS a dragon in my garage, there has always been, and yet it is like Waldo, one must know where to look...
September 29, 2024 at 9:37 PM
There IS a dragon in my garage, there has always been, and yet it is like Waldo, one must know where to look...