What is Evolution?

“We began as a mineral.
We emerged into plant life, and into the animal state, and then into being human, and always we have forgotten our former states, except in early spring when we slightly recall being green again.
That’s how a young person turns towards a teacher.
That’s how a baby leans toward the breast, without knowing the secret of its desire, yet turning instinctively.
Humankind is being led along an evolving course, through the migration of intelligences, and though we seem to be sleeping, there is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream, and that will eventually startle us back to the truth of who we are.”
— The Story of Evolution
— Rumi, 13th Century

9.14.2012

Right Peen, Wrong Person

Everything that could be wrong, was. Except the one thing that mattered the most. 

He aggravated every bone in her body. But when his body was on top of hers, when his boner was deep inside her, it all seemed to fade away. 

We all make bad decisions. Repeatedly. Until we learn the ultimate lesson. The old adage goes, "who cyaah hear mus feel" and it was that feeling that propelled her into his arms time and time again. 

And it was a great feeling. Skin against skin, flesh against flesh. The friction. The ecstasy. She wasn't sure what it was but there was something absolutely delectable about this man. Something she tried to resist but could not seem to shake. 

He whet her appetite then fed her desire. Continuously. He made every nerve in her body ignite. She felt her kundalini rise every time he stared into her eyes. With each thrust she threw all sense and reason out the window. 

Right now he was all she needed. So she turned a blind eye to all the neon signs that screamed:

 "WRONG ONE!"

 "TURN BACK!"

 "ABORT!"

Nope. She kept on pressing forward. Indulging in these fleeting moments. 

Temporary Pleasure

This was all she knew. These stolen moments. This was the lesson that she kept failing. 



You keep choosing the wrong thing. Men are not toys.  Learn: Person > Penis. 

And so the story continues...



Nadya Dee 




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Our Deepest Fear by Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."