union

Weddings have logic, but Marriages have emotions

Having drunk the dregs of Your Love, I am intoxicated beyond recognition. Now, I only pray for the nearness of You so I may advance in my annihilation.

One sip of this wine and you will go mad with drunkenness. You will drop your masks and tear your clothes _ destroying everything that separates you from the Lover. Once you taste the fruit of this vine, you will be kicked out of the city of yourself. You will forget the world. You will forget yourself. I tell you: you will become a madman who wanders the streets looking for the Lover once you drink this Wine of Love.

I am humbled by the grace of God.I am humbled by the beauty of this universe.Humbled by others' kindness.Humbled by life.I drop down to my knees and give thanks.

The lover drinksand the cup-bearer pours.The lover thinksbut the cup-bearer knows:love begets love.Since this wine is love,then this cup is love,then this tavern is love,then this life is love.

If you want to find God, then all you need to do is love.

Many of us ordinary folk have tasted these moments of "union" - on the ladder, in the pond, in the jungle, on the hospital bed. In the yogic view, it is in these moments that we know who we really are. We rest in our true nature and know beyond a doubt that everything is OK, and not just OK, but unutterably well. We know that there is nothing to accept and nothing to reject. Life just is as it is.

Close your eyes. Meditate on your love. This is God.

The feminine seeks connection through union, likewise the masculine seeks freedom through disengagement.

Nothing bonds two solitary individuals like a good shared drunk. This is a scientific fact. It__ important, even necessary for the long-term welfare of the planet to get good and shit-faced with your neighbor every now and then.

Life is a ritual of loveLife is a ritual of union, and Life is a dance of the divine

From the union of power and money,from the union of power and secrecy,from the union of government and science,from the union of government and art,from the union of science and money,from the union of ambition and ignorance,from the union of genius and war,from the union of outer space and inner vacuity,the Mad Farmer walks quietly away.

shall we dance into the perpetual torture of our union once more?

United you will be more than a match for your enemies. But if you quarrel and separate, your weakness will put you at the mercy of those who attack you.

In its purest form, a union becomes part of our very essence. And when that bond is broken, our essence is forever changed.

We seek the fire of the spark that is already within us.

They took one look at me,And hated my black face.They took one look at me,And decided on my fate.They took one look at me,And forced an unknown fear.They took one look at me,And caused the shed of tears.They took one look at me,And decided I was wrong.They took one look at me,And now I'm singing the slave mans song...

We live only for the hope of love.