Why are we not like that wise old owl? Buddhist of the Kwan Um School. Unitarian Universalist. Cultural Catholic. Geek and Enthusiast. Cartoon Lover. Studio Ghibli Fan. Future Teacher.

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A man is a god in ruins.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Contentment is a wealth which is never exhausted.
Imam Ali

From that rooftop, what if you jumped onto the next rooftop, dashed over to that blue and green wall, jumped up and climbed up the pipe, ran across the roof and jumped to the next? You can, in animation. - Kingdom of Dreams and Madness (2014)

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Truth is a pathless land. Truth is not something to be found.
Truth is already present in you, right here, right now, as the Life that is within you.
Jiddu Krishnamurti

Katamari Damacy - Main Theme

Everything about this game is a weird sort of beautiful

We all carry within us places of exile, our crimes, our ravages. Our task is not to unleash them on the world; it is to transform them in ourselves and others.
Albert Camus


it’s better like this i think…. midna with #6 for anon

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It is useless to try to make peace with ourselves by being pleased with everything we have done. In order to settle down in the quiet of our own being we must learn to be detached from the results of our own activity. We must withdraw ourselves, to some extent, from the effects that are beyond our control and be content with the good will and the work that are the quiet expression of our inner life. We must be content to live without watching ourselves live, to work without expecting any immediate reward, to love without an instantaneous satisfaction, and to exist without any special recognition.
Thomas Merton


The Pocket Monster Trainer

by Adam Rufino

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The longer we listen to one another – with real attention – the more commonality we will find in all our lives. That is, if we are careful to exchange with one another life stories and not simply opinions.
Barbara Deming


The Wind Waker.

Seppo, teaching the assembly, said,

"When you pick up the whole earth in your fingers, it’s the size of a grain

of rice. I cast it down before you. Like in a black lacquer bucket, you

don’t recognize it any more. Beat the drum, call everyone to look for it!”

- from The Blue Cliff Record