In Lak’ech – I am Another Yourself

(It doesn't matter who I am... really. Just another mere reader, obviously. But in case you want to contact me mail me HERE) :D

'The best writers are those with humility in their hearts, 'cause the quality of humbleness is like a precious stone, difficult to find. That's the quality of uniqueness. That's the quality of pure creativeness.-'

Hala Ken - You are another Me

A shorter list of my all time favorites fanfics

Kakashi x OC: Flower of Konoha by Princess-Tsunade -I know not by ScribedBLK - You're my favorite guilty pleasure by InsanityIsTheNewBlack - A love over Time by Quinninism - Featherd Mask by Silverlugia - Rebuilding Konoha by Smiley Face

Sakura + Akatsuki: Child's Play by Sora Inu-chan

SaiSaku: Bonded by J Pop Princess

GenSaku: About Last Night by Wicked Innuendo

ItaSaku: The Better Uchiha by Ronsmyhero - Yes, Master by Azura-aqua - The Centerpiece by elle6778 - His Toy by Azura-aqua - Cabbage Patch by Paws-bells

KakaSaku: Kakashi's Closet by Inner Angel - Cherry Blossoms in Fall by azuquina - Roller Coaster by Zencry - What the New Year Brings by ShipperTrish - Elektra by Azura-aqua - The Secret Practices of the Kunoichi by sesshou-lover - The Copy Chick by Juniper 11 - A Book of Five Rings by Sakura Haru - Dirty Laundry by Slinkymilinky - Icha Icha Sakura by Nottoca - The Old Biddy by ShipperTrish - Flaming Heart by Creidhe - His Fault by Ronsmyhero - Mizuage by Sakura Haru - How Things Go by Mateba - I Get Off by Roxnroll - Left Behind by Trinnerti - Ominous Breeze by Mateba - Fourteen Dates by Sakura Haru - Respect and Understanding by Ronsmyhero - The Way of the Sword by Sereanna - Sinch in Time by Blade Redwind - Some Light Reading by J-Pop princess - The Nature of the Game by Leafygirl -The Window by SilverShine

I don't need to say I love the next links, huh? :D

- Kakashi the therapist - The look of love

OM AH HUM VAJRA GURU PADMA SIDDHI HUM

So you want to be a writer? by Charles Bukowski

If it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don't do it. Unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don't do it.

If you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter searching for words, don't do it.

If you're doing it for money or fame, don't do it. If you're doing it because you want women in your bed, don't do it. If you have to sit there and rewrite it again and again, don't do it. If it's hard work just thinking about doing it, don't do it.

If you're trying to write like somebody else, forget about it.

if you have to wait for it to roar out of you, then wait patiently. If it never does roar out of you, do something else.

If you first have to read it to your wife or your girlfriend or your boyfriend or your parents or to anybody at all,
you're not ready.

Don't be like so many writers, don't be like so many thousands of people who call themselves writers, don't be dull and boring and pretentious, don't be consumed with self-love. The libraries of the world have yawned themselves to sleep over your kind. Don't add to that.

Don't do it. Unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, unless being still would drive you to madness or
suicide or murder, don't do it. Unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it.

When it is truly time, and if you have been chosen, it will do it by itself and it will keep on doing it until you die or it dies in you.

There is no other way. And there never was.

Happiness cannot be found through great effort and willpower, but is already present, in open relaxation and letting go.

Don't strain yourself, there is nothing to do or undo. Whatever momentarily arises in the body-mind has no real importance at all, has little reality whatsoever. Why identify with, and become attached to it, passing judgment upon it and ourselves?

Far better to simply let the entire game happen on its own, springing up and falling back like waves without changing or manipulating anything and notice how everything vanishes and reappears, magically, again and again, time without end.

Only our searching for happiness prevents us from seeing it. It's like a vivid rainbow which you pursue without ever catching, or a dog chasing its own tail.

Although peace and happiness do not exist as an actual thing or place, it is always available and accompanies you every instant.

Don't believe in the reality of good and bad experiences; they are like today's ephemeral weather, like rainbows in the sky.

Wanting to grasp the ungraspable, you exhaust yourself in vain. As soon as you open and relax this tight fist of grasping, infinite space is there open, inviting and comfortable.

Make use of the spaciousness, this freedom and natural ease. Don't search any further. Don't go into the tangled jungle looking for the great awakened elephant, who is already resting quietly at home in front of your own hearth.

Nothing to do or undo, nothing to force, nothing to want, and nothing missing

Emaho! Marvelous! Everything happens by itself. Lama Gendun Rinpoche