Rites of the Oshun (Ocean)
Sweet, sweet womban....warm and deep like summer Ocean, Your head has never left my shoulder, though we be `parted, But, what is space, or time? They disappeared when I was with You, 6, was our... More »
Sweet, sweet womban....warm and deep like summer Ocean, Your head has never left my shoulder, though we be `parted, But, what is space, or time? They disappeared when I was with You, 6, was our... More »
"Would one call these pearls or seeds? Wise words like water, `pon fertile minds, bleed. Flowing, at ease, unequalled, even by the Seven Seas...." * Whether you pour, into a cup, a scorchingly hot or... More »
Om: Symbol of the Absolute From Subhamoy Das The goal which all the Vedas declare, which all austerities aim at, and which men desire when they lead the life of continence ... is Om. This... More »
Current mood: electric Love is longing and longing, the pain of being parted No illness is rich enough for the distress of the heart, A lover's lament surpasses all other cries of pain. Love is... More »
Man models himself after Earth Earth models itself after Heaven Heaven models itself after the Tao And the Tao is full and complete. * The creative principle unifies the inner and external worlds. It does... More »