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“Ever since the lovely earth removed her dress, let me reach out, touch, and caress her captivating breasts, I've had a love affair with mountain climbing and I'm enthralled by our frequent peak experiences.”

“Listen! You’ve gotta know your shit’s phenomenal regardless of how many views it’s getting. You can’t stop posting and let little miss algorithm fuck up your rhythm just because it’s that time of the month and she’s not feeling your shit or giving you any attention at the moment. Stay in your power and don’t let it make you doubt yourself or shrink down and shrink back. Take up space and be the magical motherfucker you know you are. It’s not about the views. It’s about the enormous impact you leave on at least one person’s psyche that can never be calculated. It’s not about the views. It’s about advancing your self expression, your self expansion and your personal evolution into an unstoppable force, not because the numbers validated you, but because you finally broke free from letting the numbers torture, silence and intimidate you, like you’re their fucking captive.”

“If your taste, and therefore the taste buds of your soul, have grown accustomed to the flavor of bitterness—and consuming it to the last drop, your playful spirit has run completely dry—do this, and you’ll discover the highly sought but rarely found fountain of youth. Push far out from the populated shore, then stretch out over the side of your canoe, and peer down into the deep deep waters. When the shark begins to emerge within your reflection, don’t be afraid, let it completely devour your big head, as you have also taught the beast to consume others. Fear not! You will no longer need it on your odyssey. The humiliating disfiguration will kill you but it won’t hurt you. Rather, it will make space for your heart to turtlehead as an old, wise, and happy sage with an insatiable thirst for the drunkenness of good spirits, that can be found in every home, temple, and tavern that litters the shore, and brings cheer and love of life to the rigid bitter bones.”

“If you want to hear the distant voice of the ocean put your ear to the lips of a seashell. If you want to hear the voice of God place your ear upon the chest of any living being. If you want to be awakened from slumbering through life, place your ear up to the core of a corpse because the voice of honesty can clearly be heard there and the fingers of such a ribcage love to pinch dreamers into action. But if you want to hear the voice that directs your personal pilgrimage, you must find a way to keep your ear glued to your body’s fragile shell.”