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“You have no idea how hard I’ve looked for a gift to bring You. Nothing seemed right. What’s the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It’s no good giving my heart and my soul because you already … Read morePat The Postman
Once more, Love is pouring down my ceiling and my walls. Once more, it’s the night of the full moon, it is time for madness. All my immense knowledge cannot help me now. Once more. ~ Rumi True art awakens the Extraordinary Ovation
I searched for God and found only myself. I searched for myself and found only God. Rumi a gathering of lovers
My Soul turned its face to that happy place, The land of peace Where questionings cease. The mystery, That till now from me Thousand veils concealed, My soul revealed. Rumi FOUND ON HOT HOMOEROTIC MEN
You are amazing at times, sex has been for ever, and there are rules and rules for centuries that regulate sex…but, it is in the body and mind and tissue of the being….so, have your wank and get the best you can…everytime…porn is a profligacy, like a condom…..besides most porn persons are really ugly and … Read moreporn is a profligacy, like a condom
The armies of the day have chased the army of the night, Heaven and earth are filled with purity and light… “You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop ” -Rumi I searched for God http://www.malemassages.co.uk/here-and-now-about-tantric-practice/
This is a gathering of lovers. In this gathering there is no high, no low, no smart, no ignorant, no special assembly, no grand discourse, no proper schooling required.
There is no master, no disciple. This gathering is more like a drunken party, full of tricksters, fools, mad men and mad women. This is a gathering of lovers. — Rumi
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I danced at your door,
not knowing if I
wanted or deserved
entry.
I sang at your window,
not knowing if I
Wanted or deserved
hearing.
I called out your name
Not knowing if I
Wanted or deserved
answering.
I’ve turned towards you,
Not knowing if I’ve
Warranted or deserved
Remembering.
I called out your name
Not knowing if I
Wanted or deserved
answering.
I’ve turned towards you,
Not knowing if I’ve
Warranted or deserved
Remembering.
I’ve shed real tears,
Not knowing if I’ve
Warranted or deserved
Comforting.
I’ve stood very still,
Not knowing if I’ve
Warranted or deserved
Holding.
I’ve waited so long,
Not knowing if I’ve
Warranted or deserved
Meeting.
I’ve been confused
Not knowing if I’ve
Warranted or deserved
Clarity.
a gathering of lovers
Jelaluddin Rumi – The Husk and Core of Masculinity (1207-1273)
Healing Your Root Chakra edge my big cock_Large Tantric Practice is accessible to all human beings, here-and-now. In releasing representational reality to be present to what is through our sense of embodiment, we experience the erotic flow of existence. Free from evaluations and judgements we return to living fully, ethically, and passionately. That teachings in … Read moreThe rose’s rarest essence lives in the thorns
I no longer know the difference between image and reality Like the shadow. I am And I am not Desire God?
I don’t mean submit as in the traditional S&M sense as for me submission of a master is equally as significant as submission from a slave. One is worthless without the other. You have really ignited the masculinity and spirituality flame in me. I have been to a tantric massage lesson in the past which was fun but for me that is only one aspect. I suppose what i mean is that as men trust each other more, what becomes more significant is that they open their mind as well as their body – so it has to happen over time.
Remember God so much that you are forgotten. Let the caller and the called disappear; be lost in the Call. Rumi Introducing Harry HaPenis
Rumi
[Mathnawi I: 501-511, tr. Kabir & Camille Helminski, The Rumi Daybook]
Keep Knocking, butt you can’t cumm, inn. Great British Wankers are proud to present for your more estacic joy, and anal pleasure, “Keep on knocking ’til the joy inside opens a window look to see who’s there” Rumi hirsute [hur-soot, hur-soot]
