yessss, darlingggg :) <3
Maria was a bartender at a local pub in town. I would go in when I was not of age to drink but she would serve me anyways. I’m pretty sure she knew this but I always left good tips and I never got out of hand. Except when the owner cut me off on “all you can drink mondays”. Plus the place was usually dead, so it as either serve a minor and make decent tips or make nothing. Of course when I became old enough to go elsewhere I stopped making appearances to see her.
sorry I haven’t been on tumblr in some time, I’ve been so occupied with riding my new bike around town. Feeling like a child riding down hills and enjoying the lovely weather we’ve been having. You notice so much more when on a bike or while walking, I almost feel like I was boxed in away from all the beauty around me when I was driving.
This is life eternal.
This is all that youth will give you.
It is the season for wine, roses and drunken friends.
Be happy for this moment.
This moment is your life.” —From the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, trans. by Edward FitzGerald (via lotus-eyes)
So I said to the boys, “Look at the ceiling. You can say the lights, plural, are on, or you can say the light is on. There are two ways of saying the same thing. The lights are on accenting the individual vehicle, the bulb, and the light is on is accenting the general light. But they are two ways of saying exactly the same thing.”
Now in Japan the accent on the individual thing is called the ji-hokai, or the individual realm, and the accent on the general is called the ri-hokai, the general realm. There is a little saying, ji-ri-muge: individual, general, no obstruction. No difference.
So when one light breaks, the superintendent of buildings and grounds doesn’t come in and say, “Oh I was particularly fond of that bulb. This is a calamity.” He takes it out, puts in another bulb.” —Joseph Campbell - The Hero’s Journey (via theuniverseworks)
The love of the Beloved
must be unconditionally returned.
If you claim love
yet oppose the Beloved,
then your love is but a pretence.
You love the enemies of your Beloved
and still seek love in return.
You fight the beloved of your Beloved.
Is this Love or the following of shaytaan?
True devotion is nothing
but total submission
of body and soul
to One Love.
We have seen humans claim to submit,
yet their loyalties are many.
They put their trust here, and their hope there,
and their love is without consequence.