Of all those I could’ve ⁣

chosen to worship, not only did I choose the death, I choose the black beautiful and incandescent radiance of my Kali. I choose the man who can look her in the eyes, and the boy who delights in her dance, and the student who bridges all her connections.. I sing;⁣

“Om Hrim Shreem Klim Adya Kalika Param Eshwari Swaha” 🌺 ⁣

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There is a purgative component of my practice; orbiting caloric restriction, cyclic fasting, rigor in exercise, and adequate nutritional supplementation; The yoga of the heart will find use in these; Once someone begins, the chaos starts... it was always there yet to fully live responsibly ~ ripely ~ means to see and feel what was always numb before — do you see —⁣

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“The whole world worships ease and pleasure, and very few dare to worship that which is painful. To arise above both is the idea of freedom. ⁣

Unless we pass through this gate, we cannot be free. We all have to face these. 💀🐚🌊⁣

{Swami Vivekananda}⁣

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Vivekananda(Naren) introduced me to the divine mother, Call her whatever name you like; Every brother has a mother, and a daughter a mother, and a bee a hive, and the darkness is even housed in something — summoned from a womb of immortal shadows — 🌕🖤⁣

although it was exactly like being introduced to my own self, an entire dimension of new eyes ... is risen, and now I want to work with every form I see. There is an ethic and a dialectic role in being a leader, So thank you, ⁣

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Thank all of you divinely inspiring and embodying the lovely and wonderful beauty of my great mother. So I may talk about it here; My silence suffices to make rhymes, and my hands only to be broken apart.. my whole eyes and heart burn waiting for her crescent - though you are already here. I feel so ready for the pit to be emptied. And the council to truly begin. ⁣

Om Klim Kalika-yei Namaha..⁣

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