In the Beginning

“Even if you win the rat race you’re still just a rat.”
— Suli Breeze - The American’T Dream


“You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give”
— Khalil Gibran, The Prophet
“You are quaffing drink from a hundred fountains: whenever any of these hundred yields less, your pleasure is diminished. But when the sublime fountain gushes from within you, no longer need you steal from the other fountains.”
— Rumi

Famous Zen dialogue between a master and a student, recounted in The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying 

"Master, how do you put enlightenment into action?  How do you practice it in everyday life?"

"By eating and sleeping," replied the master.

"But Master, everybody sleeps and everybody eats."

"But not everybody eats when they eat, and not everybody sleeps when they sleep."

From this comes  Zen saying: ”When I eat, I eat; when I sleep, I sleep.”

Prisoner of Words Unsaid

“[Mos Def]
I stretched my arms towards the sky like blades of tall grass
The sun beat between my shoulders like carnival drums
I sat still in hopes that it would help my wings grow
So then I could really be fly
And then she arrived
Like day break inside a railway tunnel
Like the new moon, like a diamond in the mines
Like high noon to a drunkard, sudden
She made my heart beat in a now-now time signature
Her skinny canvas for ultraviolet brushstrokes
She was the sun’s painting
She was a deep cognac color
Her eyes sparkled like lights along the new city
She lips pursed as if her breath was too sweet
And full for her mouth to hold
I said, “You are the beautiful, the distress of mathematics.”
I said, “For you, I would peel open the clouds like new fruit
And give you lightning and thunder as a dowry
I would make the sky shed all of it’s stars, like rain
And I would clasp the constellations across your waist
And I would make the heavens your cape
And they would be pleased to cover you
They would be pleased to cover you
May I please, cover you, please””
— Love Rain
“Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful”
— Khalil Gibran, The Prophet