This remarkable work of art isn’t a just a painting. It’s a dissection of the entire human nervous system, removed from the body and left intact. The dissection was done by two students at the Kirksville Osteopathic College in the 1920’s.
Sunday, 28 December 2014
dissection of the entire human nervous system
This remarkable work of art isn’t a just a painting. It’s a dissection of the entire human nervous system, removed from the body and left intact. The dissection was done by two students at the Kirksville Osteopathic College in the 1920’s.
She is you…
She speaks her mind
She is vibrantly alive
She revels in her originality
She knows what she wants
She is a bit naughty
She is often outrageous
She is her own unique brand of Sassy and Sexy
She uses the power of her own pleasure as a way of life
She treats herself like the Goddess she is
She chooses to adore her body, whatever her size, age or circumstance
She has work that is designed and driven by her juiciest desires
She works less, gets more and has fun doing both!
She uses her community of women to support her dreams
She has taken her rightful place as the owner and operator of her life
She is you… ॐ
Thursday, 25 December 2014
She is you…
She is you…
She speaks her mind
She is vibrantly alive
She revels in her originality
She knows what she wants
She is you…
She is a sensual being, a sexual being
She takes reverent care of herself
She treats herself like the Goddess she is
She works less, gets more and has fun doing both!
She uses her community of women to support her dreams
She has taken her rightful place as the owner and operator of her life
She is you…
~ The Pleasure Revolution
Tuesday, 23 December 2014
Song of Myself!
“I believe in the flesh and the appetites,
Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.
Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touched from,
The scent of these armpits aroma finer than prayer, This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds.” ॐ
― Walt Whitman, Song of Myself
Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.
Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touched from,
The scent of these armpits aroma finer than prayer, This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds.” ॐ
― Walt Whitman, Song of Myself
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