📸: nazaninmandi
Treat everyone you meet as if they are god in drag
Ram Dass
Reblogging once again. I didn’t hear myself the first time. I was sitting in the back. I’m working my way to the front of the room so I can get the message loud and clear ✌🏾
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If the truth is God
and God is the word
Then the word is truth
And truth will set you free
Then you must know the word to know the truth
You must know the word to know God
And you must know God to know the truth
And if God is Love
And Love is God
And God is truth
Then Love is truth
And Love will Set you free
To Know God is to know Love
And to know Love is to know the truth
That the truth is Love is God
And God, as Love, will Free you, with Love.
Coming soon
Image
What you see
What others see
What you present
A representation
A symbol of the real thing
A 2-D idea of a 4D concept
A representation
an idea
something we put on
something others put on us
a representation of what we think we are
what we want people to see
what people see
what is seen
something that can be manipulated
something that can be misinterpreted
a face
something to be interpreted
something that may or may not need an explanation
a glimpse
a peek
of something
of nothing
a small dimension
a visual
something to be projected
something to project
a starting point
a midpoint
an endpoint
a snapshot
a thought
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Why do we care about our images
why do other people care about the images they surround themselves with
how do we let images effect us
what do images invoke
what images do we evoke
how does my existence coincide with my image
what does my image say
what do I want my image to say
how does it make you feel
how does it make me feel
does it matter
why do we think it matters
why do we make people think it matters
what matters
the balance or the imbalance
the presentation or the thing
why does the idea matter more than the truth
does it
to whom does it speak to
to whom does it matter
me or you
why
?
image
likeness
resemblance
depiction
a representation of an external form of a person or thing in art
Dead and no way to remember and memorialize them. Gone with no connections, no heirlooms… that shit hurts.
And that is exactly why they didn’t want them reading and writing! They knew that written documents could be used as pieces of history to connect us
Sometimes I stare into the mirror trying to see if I can see my soul . Sometime I see something scary. Sometimes I see me . Sometimes I just notice my eyes, and the shadows of the eyelashes.i notice my nose and all the pores that are open and the ones that are clogged. I notice a lot about me , but I don’t always see me. Sometimes I don’t trust mirrors.sometimes I think they’re lying to me. Sometimes I want them to tell me the truth. I want them to show me me. But it’s hard to see what I see and accept what I see. Because what am I really looking at? I was looking for me but did I see me ? Or did I see my eyes. Or did I see my soul? What am I ? Who am ? What do I see? What does everyone else see?
“Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made.”
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