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The knots in the wood can't be untied.
A good mooring needs no knot, still no one can untie it.
Rip yourself open. Sew yourself shut.
Any woman knows that a thread, once woven, is fixed in place; the only way to smooth a mistake is to let it all unravel.
On its own, having escaped my grasp, the spool I had loosed was unwinding.
untangled him and carried him out. High above
Feelings are untidy ...
The relationship between people knot so easily, there needs to be a person skilled at working free the threads. Sometimes, though, the only way to extricate a tangle is to cut it out and start fresh.
It was as though their life, thought Frances, were being mercilessly spooled back on to a reel; or as if, one by one, the stitches that had fastened them together were being unpicked.
While ya'll are unsaddling,
People always tend to identify, instinctively, freedom with abandon.But the type of abandon that seeks personal gratification always gets you "tied up in a knot."Abandon instead your personal fears and desires ... and you, the real you, will become freed, released from the bonds of your own mind.
I write in praise of the solitary act: of not feeling a trespassing tongue forced into one's mouth, one's breath smothered, nipples crushed against the ribcage, and that metallic tingling in the chin set off by a certain odd nerve: unpleasure.
a noose will serve. Ser Alliser,
Would you rather die, or be unwound?
I felt something loosen in me, that shouldn't have loosened. A stitch come undone.
But evidently it wasn't meant to be. When it unraveled, it unraveled in a hurry.
The way in which the twists were entangled to knot up the mind-speech-body and the innate nature (relative self, prakruti), is the manner in which they will be untwisted.
Our state cannot be severed, we are one,
One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.
Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded,
I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no,
And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away.
Wearing a scrap of colored cloth around your neck, even though it serves no useful purpose, but which answers to the name of "tie."
They wore blouses with buttons down the front that suggested the possibilities of the word undone. These women could be undone; or not. They seemed to be able to choose.
a flayed body untangled
string by string and hung
to the wall, an agonized banner
displayed for the same reason
flags are.
We are the True Knot," they responded. "What is tied may never be untied.
Unbinding the Heart means to really look at the areas in our lives where we withhold our own love from our self and others.
People can't be just tied together. They have to connect. Otherwise, they'll find themselves bound hand and foot.
Loose and forbear!
Every heart is a package tangled up in knots someone else tied.
Like an unprotected photograph
some friendships fade.
People grow apart, lose touch,
want different things.
Dreams, woven together,
unravel.
I feel connected to you, and I couldn't bear the thought of that being severed. Lost.
Separation
Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.
We all have an old knot in the heart we wish to untie.
There is a fierce joy to letting loose, to cutting yourself free from all the countless mundane threads of restraint that fix like you in your place, that tighten so gradually day by day that you do not even realize how bowed you are until you're quit of them.
No chains around my feet, But I'm not free..
Our tribe unraveled like a coarse rope, frayed at either end as the old and new among us were taken.
A man is in bondage to whatever he cannot part with that is less than
himself.
the laundry, and took, in amicable
LIBERATION FROM BANDAGE
No one can liberate you, for you are already liberated from the very beginning!
The thought of bondage itself is a myth; freedom from this myth is true liberation.
tightly, without
Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite another.
He was tied of all this.
The threads of these thoughts trailed after her throughout the rest of the day, like loose ends on a fabric, needing to either be tied into a knot or snipped away.
Here's the thing: the strings are already attached.
Though free to think and act, we are held together, like the stars in the firmament, with ties inseparable. These ties cannot be seen, but we can feel them.
This next part is not going to be any fun, but it's like taking off a band-aid. It has to be done.
He bound and gagged his hands together
If you're at the end of your rope ... untie the knot in your heart.
Detach or go crazy.
Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother, Most provident in peril, bind himself, - -
Umbed by disappointment and betrayal, like a child who had been awakened suddenly from a summer dream about christmas morning.
Merry kept talking, but he lost the thread. She wandered closer. With the knots banished, she gripped the tail of the rope in her fist, making an L of her arm and winding the length around her elbow in uniform loops. Rough, rasping rope against that smooth, perfect skin. And Rob on his knees.
Unwinds exist in the constant shadow of betrayal.
Not only must we follow the golden thread towards spiritual freedom, but we must also unravel the garden-variety twine that is wrapped tightly around our hearts and minds.
One detaches oneself. One describes.
I'm not attached to anything.
I'm attached to what it feels it's my duty, to do my duty.
I think that I will die with the boots on.
If we do not hang together, we shall surely hang separately.
When great individuals move so marvelously along the straight and narrow path, it is unseemly of us to call attention to the fact that one of their shoelaces is untied as they make the journey.
You can't put something together again unless you've torn it apart first.
In our unpacking process, we must own it before we can disown it! EL
Women have made me; and also unmade.
Tongue-tied and twisted, just an earth-bound misfit, I.
Only God can set the soul in bondage free.
Unwind the - Stan began, and then there was a much louder explosion. The echo rolled slowly across the Barrens. A cloud of gulls rose from the eastern side of the dump, squalling and crying. They all jumped this time. Stan dropped
over the items and he tied
Unbinding the Heart really means to bring awareness to those areas we have restricted in our hearts and start to let go, open up, and practice staying open no matter what happens or doesn't happen.
By now I was utterly deprogrammed. I walked along naked usually, clothes being not only putrid but unnecessary. My skin had been baked a deep terra-cotta brown and was the constituency of harness leather. The sun no longer penetrated it. I retained my hat.
You are yoked with a lamb,
That carries anger as the flint bears fire;
Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spank,
And straight is cold again.
Get that thing out of my chair," said the king. Two soldiers removed Ungolad's body from the throne
Naked I came, naked I leave the scene
I announce adhesiveness-I say it shall be limitless, unloosen'd;
I say you shall yet find the friend you were looking for.
If you want something with no strings attached, sometimes you need to tie up the loose ends first.
You took my life apart and put it back together.
I'm a uniter not a divider. That means when it comes time to sew up your chest cavity, we use stitches as opposed to opening it up.
Just how many times are you going to make me sew you back together again?
If your
hands are tied towards
anyone who's in need of
a helping hand, let your
tangue also be tied
If we were really unattached, we should escape all this pain of vain expectation, and could cheerfully do good work in the world. Never will unhappiness or misery come through work done without attachment. The world will go on with its happiness and misery through eternity.
He had forgotten they lived with a rope around their necks - until it cinched.
Alone, adj. In bad company.
In a liquid modern life there are no permanent bonds, and any that we take up for a time must be tied loosely so that they can be untied again, as quickly and as effortlessly as possible, when circumstances change - as they surely will in our liquid modern society, over and over again.
An English family consists of a few persons, who, from youth to age, are found revolving within a few feet of each other, as if tied by some invisible ligature, tense as that cartilage which we have seen attaching the two Siamese.
I had been shackled, a prisoner in my own mind
i don't know why
i split myself open
for others knowing
sewing myself up
hurts this much
afterwards
We are chained, but you just don't realise it...
Bent but never broken; down but never out.
We can be mended. We mend each other.
Sometimes when you try too hard," Aqamdax explained, "things get tangled, and the only way to untangle them is to let go.
We are unfree, unhappy, and unsettled when we allow things outside of our control, like other people, circumstances, events, or even illnesses, determine our internal attitudes and emotions.
The bond (of marriage) became the bondage itself
screwed blued and tattooed
My life is not packaged,
Not tidy. There are leftover strands and jagged
Edges that cut even my friends.
Not so long ago we were all a tightly knit group of friends. Too bad someone had ripped apart the stitches that held us together, unraveling the cozy blanket of our friendship and leaving just enough strands to hang ourselves with.
Least said, soonest mended.
This isn't going to un-fuck itself.
unselfing themselves
Let me not die unremembered.
If we don't hang together, by Heavens we shall hang separately
Knit your hearts with an unslipping knot.
You have to keep taking the next necessary stitch, and the next one, and the next. Without stitches, you just have rags. And we are not rags.
Individuation is to divest the self of false wrappings.
We are broken open, or we willfully shed.
The command to be free is a double bind