If now, at this time, you do not practice the complete and unmistaken path and do not accomplish all your aims, when you lie on your deathbed, sipping a drop of water as your last nourishment and taking your last breath, nothing at all can help you. Thus from this very moment on, you must put effort into practice and give yourself a reason to have confidence.
I have no dharma but that.

- Lord Gampopa
From A String of Pearls

Those who share in your suffering will become your soldiers. In return, be their uniting banner towards liberation.

Those that share your needs, will be your benefactors. Be a hero that feeds on feeding the many.

Whatever you may value, is valuable to many, however fringe or niche. Find ways to make this joy of yours available to others.

You silently think that what’s on your heart is reason for its loneliness, for your ears don’t hear a word in its likeness. Sincerely confess your secrets together with your shame. Become the first to end this loneliness of others.

What is worse; death, shame or a lifetime in fear until both come true?🙉🙈🙊

Meditation.
Alert, vigilant, wide awake. Indestructible, immovable, solid space.
Fearlessly confronting whatever arises.
Awareness devours every delusion.

Sinn is whatever deed, eventually remaining only as regret.

Padda 🐸

☸️🕉️ Roman Ungern Von Sternberg: The Incarnation of The Quantum Martyr (Jivanmukta) 🇷🇺🇲🇳

'Le fou d'Étretat', by Hugues Merle

I’m writing a book on parasites and ways to kill them. It’s disturbing, but feel it’s important.
I’m open to exploring different angles, if you have any ideas.
Especially looking for novel ideas on getting rid of infestations in the brain and the nervous system.

Be fearless.

In the beginning No-one created the above and the below. No-one made them both swear to keep their gaze fixed on each other or else they would die.
Time passed, and eventually some one ☝️ turned around..
No-one remained.
In the beginning No-one created the above and the below…

Bhagavan shri ceristus, Yamantaka, conqueror of death. Dressed in red and white ngakpa robes. His hair loose. Surrounded by a yogi dressed in white sounding a kunling and dakas crowning his luminous head. In his right hand holding a trident with victory banner. His left hand touching the coffin making the earth witness mudra.
Under his right foot he tramples a corpse. Under the left trampling the head of the serpent king. His eyes are totally bloodshot.

Bhagwan Christus, conquering death. Left foot bent resting on a coffin beautified with a swastika. In his left hand he holds a victory banner. Making a space pointing unifying mudra with his right. He has three eyes and a crown of golden light. Surrounded by flames of pristine awareness.

This image needs no elaboration. But notice the rainbow.

His Holiness the Dalai Lama prostrated to Bhagawan Yamantaka Christus before teaching about Dzogchen.