“When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy. When actions come from another section, the feeling disappears. Don’t run around this world looking for a hole to hide in. There are wild beasts in every cave! If you live with mice, the cat claws will find you. The only real rest comes when you’re alone with the Only One.
Live in the nowhere that you came from, even though you have an address here. That’s why you see things in two ways. Sometimes you look at a person and see a cynical snake. Someone else sees a joyful lover, and you’re both right! Everyone is half and half, like the black and white ox. Joseph looked ugly to his brothers, and most handsome to his father. You have eyes that see from that nowhere, and eyes that judge distances, how high and how low. You own two shops, and you run back and forth. Try to close the one that’s a fearful trap, getting always smaller. Checkmate this way. Checkmate that way. There are thousands of variations. But the deep, central way is a winner, the soul playing chess with itself. Words that come out of the mouth. Can they really be trusted, or is this roaring of silence the word we need to hear?”
These are all things done by yourself (or “for” yourself).
what beauty Mark, lucky yourself
I’d love to feel your thick manhood, empty those deliciously heavy nuts deep inside of me.