slow loss

hey im kyle landstra. im starting to level out. check out the music i make at www.myspace.com/kylelandstra

also, check out the music i listen to at www.last.fm/user/kyletenface
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December 17, 2009, 7:33pm

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“On the same day, Siddhartha informed the eldest Saman of his decision to leave him. He told the old man with the politeness and modesty fitting to young men and students. But the old man was angry that both young men wished to leave him and he raised his voice and scolded them strongly.
Govinda was taken aback, but Siddhartha put his lips to Govinda’s ear and whispered,”Now I will show the old man that I have learned something from him.”
He stood near the Samana, his mind intent; he looked into the old man’s eyes and held him with his look, hypnotized him, made him mute, conquered his will, commanded him silently to do as he wished. The old man becamse silent, his eyes glazed, his will crippled; his arms hung down, he was powerless under Siddhartha’s spell. Siddhartha’s thoughts conquered those of the Samana; he had to perform what they commanded. And so the old man bowed several times and stammered his wishes for a good journey. The young men thanked him for his good wishes, returned his bow, and departed.
On the way, Govinda said: “Siddhartha, you have learned more from the Samana than I was aware. It is difficult, very difficult to hypnotize an old Samana. In truth, if you had stayed there, you would have soon learned how to walk on water.”
“I have no desire to walk on water,” said Siddhartha. “Let the old Samanas satisfy themselves with such arts.”

— excerpt from Siddhartha by Herman Hesse



December 17, 2009, 2:08am

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Donning grotesque masks and waring suits made from lichen gathered in the woods and sewn onto clothing by women, a father and son become “Wild Ones” during a Pagan end-of-winter celebration known as Schleicherlaufen, held in the Tyrol of Austria since 1571.
Melissa Farlow, photographer

luminousinsect:

findout:

Donning grotesque masks and waring suits made from lichen gathered in the woods and sewn onto clothing by women, a father and son become “Wild Ones” during a Pagan end-of-winter celebration known as Schleicherlaufen, held in the Tyrol of Austria since 1571.

Melissa Farlow, photographer



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December 16, 2009, 4:54pm

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after getting halfway through it in the summer and having to start school, i wasnt able to finish it before i went up to school.  read it this afternoon while chillin with kat whilst she studied.  i have to say this is the most beautiful book i have ever read and i thank brad for giving me his copy of it.
over the next few days i might be posting stuff from the book that i annotated and deeply enjoyed.

after getting halfway through it in the summer and having to start school, i wasnt able to finish it before i went up to school.  read it this afternoon while chillin with kat whilst she studied.  i have to say this is the most beautiful book i have ever read and i thank brad for giving me his copy of it.

over the next few days i might be posting stuff from the book that i annotated and deeply enjoyed.



December 16, 2009, 4:51pm

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December 15, 2009, 1:40pm