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be a man among men

</description><title>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @bodhiandsoul)</generator><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>So you might seclude yourself. People have the knack of keeping an image of the first time they met...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So you might seclude yourself. People have the knack of keeping an image of the first time they met you and you may even feel an obligation to that image. But you don&amp;#8217;t. There&amp;#8217;s something in you, it aches and it wants out. Maybe you don&amp;#8217;t know, but sometime in your life, a seed had been planted in your soul and it wants to grow - a loss, a birth, traveling, a threat to health and well-being, generally some sort of blooming experience. So inside yourself, you want growth and you are grown now. You have the ability to choose your friends. Keep around those that lift you, those that water your spirit in each and every moment, and simply watch your life improve.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50705600590</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50705600590</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 21:26:34 -0700</pubDate><category>personal</category><category>respectfully of course</category></item><item><title>Kid Cudi | UnfuckwittableAin’t no questionin’,...</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_50679925328" src="http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50679925328/audio_player_iframe/bodhiandsoul/tumblr_mmyqygsB091qlgvjg?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fbodhiandsoul%2F50679925328%2Ftumblr_mmyqygsB091qlgvjg" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kid Cudi | Unfuckwittable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain’t no questionin’, ain’t no conspiracy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep on searching for love, who else is incomplete? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;There’s so many good vibes just floating around in the world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the ground and sky combine, I’m feeling more than fine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50679925328</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50679925328</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 15:11:00 -0700</pubDate><category>current soundtrack</category><category>music</category><category>big bro</category></item><item><title>howdy</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f60b2a7113ac3980619480f7b18a6fe5/tumblr_mmypn5EgaD1qlgvjgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;howdy&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50678108300</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50678108300</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 14:45:32 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"I like me better naked. I don’t mean that in a vain way… When you put clothes on, you immediately..."</title><description>“I like me better naked. I don’t mean that in a vain way… When you put clothes on, you immediately put a character on. Clothes are adjectives, they are indicators. When you don’t have any clothes on, it’s just you, raw, and you can’t hide.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Padma Lakshmi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50678082304</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50678082304</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 14:45:11 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>“Wisdom cannot be imparted. Wisdom that a wise man attempts to...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/7f23b014d51de306ce2c9fd6bbfb14d5/tumblr_mmwjhjRunb1qlgvjgo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Wisdom cannot be imparted. Wisdom that a wise man attempts to impart always sounds like foolishness to someone else. Knowledge can be communicated, but not wisdom. One can find it, live it, do wonders through it, but one cannot communicate and teach it.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Siddhartha&lt;/strong&gt;, Herman Hesse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The importance of authenticity and honest expression; being.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50674547300</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50674547300</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 14:44:09 -0700</pubDate><category>a favorite</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6cm0t4V0M1ruweweo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50677930055</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50677930055</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 14:43:02 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>The voices of the distant and dead. Books make us heirs to the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/8bef327e148fdcf8b8331904a0c56c8f/tumblr_mmyna2rw7M1qlgvjgo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;The voices of the distant and dead. Books make us heirs to the spiritual life of past ages - an unbidden longing of the soul, of raw life, grasping its way out through the minds of those willing to listen and experience.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So the mind is much like a vast laboratory and human literature its many experiments.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50674499727</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50674499727</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 14:43:00 -0700</pubDate><category>mmmm books</category></item><item><title>There will be people who will tell you you aren&amp;#8217;t good enough, you aren&amp;#8217;t beautiful or...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;There will be people who will tell you you aren&amp;#8217;t good enough, you aren&amp;#8217;t beautiful or worth it, that your dreams are too steep to achieve. For whatever their cause, they will hold you to a certain standard and keep you down. But what honest reasons do you have that make you believe in what others think, especially of you.&lt;br/&gt;You know, there&amp;#8217;s something to learn from any persons subdued. The oppressed have power or else they would not be oppressed.&lt;br/&gt;To most, this life isn&amp;#8217;t much but a control struggle and the sad part is, they aren&amp;#8217;t aware of it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50668023016</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50668023016</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 12:17:00 -0700</pubDate><category>personal</category><category>let go and let it flow</category></item><item><title>awkwardsituationist:

98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/28e5c6b27e8aa11b9ed71b809da32cd6/tumblr_mmw382pEYB1s3ggdno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9c4c2f69631f04d04d67fca46890bcf5/tumblr_mmw382pEYB1s3ggdno2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/1a69be0211dd0e26320f0f5dbf8d745c/tumblr_mmw382pEYB1s3ggdno3_r1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://awkwardsituationist.tumblr.com/post/50604116393/98-year-old-dobri-dobrev-a-man-who-lost-his" target="_blank"&gt;awkwardsituationist&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village &lt;/small&gt;&lt;small&gt; in his homemade clothes and leather shoes &lt;/small&gt;&lt;small&gt;to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;though a well known fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living instead off his monthly state pension of 80 euros.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a man among men&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50665577388</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50665577388</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 11:35:29 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>There are some days that bleed into the next. No matter how new, you find yourself living the...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;There are some days that bleed into the next. No matter how new, you find yourself living the strungout thoughts of yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50582146955</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50582146955</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 09:03:00 -0700</pubDate><category>personal</category><category>breeeaathe</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mbyl4gjfGW1qijilxo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50474251193</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50474251193</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 01:08:17 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"There is no difference between Time and any of the three dimensions of Space except that our..."</title><description>“There is no difference between Time and any of the three dimensions of Space except that our consciousness moves along it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H. G. Wells,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Time Machine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50474091758</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50474091758</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 01:08:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>William Fitzsimmons | Beautiful GirlUnfurl your gown A distant...</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_50471779509" src="http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50471779509/audio_player_iframe/bodhiandsoul/tumblr_mmtl6fq5mW1qlgvjg?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fbodhiandsoul%2F50471779509%2Ftumblr_mmtl6fq5mW1qlgvjg" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;William Fitzsimmons | Beautiful Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unfurl your gown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; A distant fuller skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; I knew you once&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50471779509</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50471779509</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 01:07:00 -0700</pubDate><category>daunting angel voice</category><category>music</category></item><item><title>I Am my choices. I can not not choose. That is still a choice.
You are through choice, delegated by...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am&lt;/strong&gt; my choices. I can not not choose. That is still a choice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You are through choice, delegated by word and action - or the lack thereof. Evil isn’t the enemy of good. There is indifference.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Whatever purifies you is the right path. I will not try to define it.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Rumi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50471250860</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50471250860</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 01:06:00 -0700</pubDate><category>personal</category><category>ready</category><category>set</category><category>go</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/bc37b757dd9ac4484cc50b8324cadf26/tumblr_mml86sNxju1qzutuuo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50469620267</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50469620267</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 19:49:21 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Your eyes hold the palette of the stars and etched in your fingerprints - an entire universe. There...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your eyes hold the palette of the stars and etched in your fingerprints - an entire universe. There are freckles painted onto your body and dimples pressed upon your lower back. Its as if your figure were molded by a sculptor; imperfectly perfect, perfectly imperfect. &lt;br/&gt; There is none like you. &lt;br/&gt; You are artwork. &lt;br/&gt; You are a masterpiece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50469643734</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50469643734</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 19:49:00 -0700</pubDate><category>personal</category><category>for you</category></item><item><title>well okay..</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6hijmWs8Q1qejyldo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;well okay..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50469066117</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50469066117</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 19:42:15 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>What is a good book that can help a beginner like me on their journey to "enlightenment" or some clarity?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;‘A’ good book? Just a single one? I can’t choose, there’s so many!&lt;br/&gt;The first book I read that planted a seed for my spirituality was &lt;em&gt;“The Celestine Prophecy”&lt;/em&gt;. I was like 16 or 17 and the seed didn’t start blooming until years later, but I’ll always recommend it. It’s a simple, great read and applies magnificently for the coming times. There’s also Ram Dass’s &lt;em&gt;“Be Here Now”&lt;/em&gt; (you see pages of it frequently on tumblr) and Kahlil Gibran’s &lt;em&gt;“The Prophet”&lt;/em&gt;. And of course Paulo Coelho’s &lt;em&gt;“The Alchemist”&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;There’s a series of books called &lt;em&gt;“The Life and Teachings of the Master’s of the Far East”&lt;/em&gt; that are delightful, as well as anything from Ken Carey (&lt;em&gt;The Starseed Transmissions&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Third Millenium&lt;/em&gt; are one’s I’ve read and I’m currently reading&lt;em&gt; Return of the Bird Tribes&lt;/em&gt;). If you want to gander into the some different types of buddhism for a bit of context or what not, &lt;em&gt;“Zen Mind Beginner’s Mind”&lt;/em&gt; by Shunryu Suzuki and &lt;em&gt;“Fundementals of Tibetan Buddishm” &lt;/em&gt; by Rebecca Novick are great starters. Anything from Thomas Merton, Joseph Campbell, and Walt Whitman. Would it be too obvious to say the &lt;em&gt;Bible&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Quran, Bhaghavad Gita&lt;/em&gt; and such?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I could keep going if you’d like..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50468520942</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50468520942</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 19:35:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>How are you not tumblr famous?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;eww&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50447756410</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50447756410</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 15:02:23 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Don’t sacrifice your joy for the bigger picture. Too often the killer of inspiration is the question...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Don’t sacrifice your joy for the bigger picture. Too often the killer of inspiration is the question ‘why?’.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50444726822</link><guid>http://bodhiandsoul.tumblr.com/post/50444726822</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 14:26:00 -0700</pubDate><category>personal</category></item></channel></rss>
