B iNTREPiD
Man, know thyself. Thou art the flame, and thy bodies are the living altar.
Manly P. Hall, The Initiates of the Flame (via davinee-viera)
If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein. (via greypoppies)

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine.
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

William Blake ; A Poison Tree. (via vivialic)

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God is everything and nothing, as above so below. My body will turn to nothing as soon as it grows. 

You know you are on the right track when you become uninterested in looking back.
Unknown (via purplebuddhaproject)
oracleeyes:

Lucille Furr and Glynnis by Oracle Eyes 

oracleeyes:

Lucille Furr and Glynnis by Oracle Eyes 

Life’s not about the people who act true to your face. It’s about the people who remain true behind your back.
Remember, Man is dust, and unto dust you shall return.
The search for truth is life; the realization of truth is illumination; the practice of truth is virtue.
Manly P. Hall (via elektrik667)