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Look What I Found In My Sociology Notes Lol :)

Look what I found in my sociology notes lol :)
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Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument; Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
Rumi
Magma
I’ve made it to eighteen leagues underwater Climbing higher But drowning beneath mountains
Breathing is dead to me Lungs accept only air And you provide only gravel
There’s not a noose long enough to dip its knot this low So my spindle claws can grasp its fray Seize its mass, and palpate over its bristles
Gravel cares not who I am It assuages stomach and throat with streams of dawny pills To alter my sense of color
But even under miles of quartzite Coarse amethyst Fractured glitz of oppressive perception
The surface of this ocean’s glassy clear I haven’t seen the sky But I know it’s evening hue is made for me

Guanyin (Kuan Yin, Guan Yin), the bodhisvatta and Goddess of compassion.
“One of the several stories surrounding Quan Yin is that she was a Buddhist who through great love and sacrifice during life, had earned the right to enter Nirvana after death. However, like Avlokiteshvara, while standing before the gates of Paradise she heard a cry of anguish from the earth below. Turning back to earth, she renounced her reward of bliss eternal but in its place found immortality in the hearts of the suffering.”
http://www.holymtn.com/gods/kuanyin.htm
Like Jesus, Guanyin literally gave up heaven to help the suffering reach God. If that’s not beautiful, I don’t know what is. I can only try to emulate this heart of compassion and allow my selfishness to fall away so that my life will become a tome of service and love.
When my heart is faint, lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
Psalm 61:2