Kirsh @nikhilkirsh

Felt my god’s love for me in meditation.. been a while since I’ve been open enough.. something to do with thinking about what I want to remember next about who I am.. seems we choose, and That level helps/gives x

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2 years ago

I’ve just been given the ashes of a friend, with which I have been given permission to make paint. I’ve never felt so honoured. This is the last message I received from him before he died. He is referring to paintings, Rainbow Portal, and Time Machine. I feel him smiling..

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2 years ago

“The perfection has already been done” (Theo Von)

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2 years ago

Fun fact: You can get eight fishless fingers in a toaster

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2 years ago

Clip split ends in your beard while sitting in your favourite chair, before returning to bed at 11:11

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2 years ago

Use the Tao Te Ching To kill 6 mosquitoes By 03:03 (After waking up for a piss)

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2 years ago

If you’re impatient And put a canvas in the oven To dry the blackberry juice It smells like pie

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2 years ago

The more naps I have The quicker goes all this nonsense

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4 years ago

When the canvas dimensions cause a defect in the geometry a conversation between the space and the shape is happening, and a gate is opened x

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5 years ago

The truth.. is undecided..

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5 years ago

125x130cm Oil On Canvas. #Freedom #connection #bliss

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5 years ago

every understanding is more simple than the last

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5 years ago

Empowerment is a direction. Disempowerment is an old out of service bus stop..

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5 years ago

What mysteries do trees sing when moved beyond even the bird songs that praise them? Leaves and branches burst with countless claps to hush all thought and will, that I may feel beyond skin the current that wind imitates. How could I ever have thought it was a warning..