"Seven Virtues/Seven Sins.
Learn from your Sin.
Understand your Virtues."
Odd Numbers (+) Positive
Even Numbers (-) Negative
Positive and Negative are attracted to each other.
Perhaps, there are 14 Dimensions/Multi Universe
Each Dimension/M.U. representing a Chakra Ego Lifeline (C.E.L.)
What if each Lifeline is happening now. Time exist for our Body but not our Mind
Each C.E.L. is a past life living and learning that Sin or Virtue.
Each one representing either a positive or a negative aspect of the Ego.
What if, You really could heal your past?
“No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.”
— Eugene Field
"My story isn’t sweet and harmonious like
invented stories. It tastes of folly and
bewilderment, of madness and dream,
like the life of all people who no longer
want to lie to themselves."
"There are certain people who come into your life, and leave a mark. Their place in your heart is tender; a bruise of longing, a pulse of unfinished business. Just hearing their name pushes and pulls at you in a hundred ways, and when you try to define those hundred ways, describe them even to yourself, words are useless."
"We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same."
"One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds. Pain linked to pain, fragility to fragility. There is no silence without a cry of grief, no forgiveness without bloodshed, no acceptance without a passage through acute loss. That is what lies at the root of true harmony."
— Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
"A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passers-by only see a wisp of smoke."
"At some point it becomes true that all stories
are love stories. all making, love making.
I didn’t make this rule. but it binds me
all the same. I wish there were a law
against condescending against love. against
the economy of fear that says your joy
means less joy for me as if love
were pie, or money, or fossil fuel
dug or pumped from the earth, gone
when it’s gone. it’s just not true. the heart
with its gift for magnificent expansion
is not coal. not fruit set to spoil or the dollar
cringing in its wallet. when you say darling,
the world lights up at its edges. when mouths
find mouths and minds follow or minds find
minds and mouths, hands, hips, toes, follow –
how about you call that sacred. how about you raise
your veined right hand and swear on the blood
that branches there, yes. I take this crush
to be my lawful infatuation. I will bend toward joy
until the bending’s its own pleasure. I will memorize
photographs and street maps, I will acquiesce
to the maudlin urgency of pop songs and dance,
and dance – there’s a perfection only the impossible kiss
possesses. there are notes you can only hear naked
in the dark of a room to which you will never
return. anything that moves the world toward light
is a blessing. why not take it with both hands,
lift it to your lips like a broth of stars. this
is the substance that holds our little atoms together
into bodies. this sweet paste of longing
is all that binds us to the earth.
and all we know of the gods."
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