Today by co-incidence the actors and actressess (those getting paid) arrived in the boatyard along with a large entourage of police officials who seem to be starring with them in the film. This was the most police officials i have seen together in one place. Co-incidentaly someone told me about a robbery this morning in claremont. So while the cops were trying their hand at acting the robbers were acting out of/their hand. viva s-africa. So they came - the hip, the fast and the weird. Another sunny day flies past. Oh and i heard yesterday from my far-off friends and two of the most beautiful woman north of the alps ;) i miss you. Alas the boat is moving forward slowly or fast depending on which world you view it from.
And fin.ally to end my song on acting I urge you to follow the rabbit(white) and refer you to northern exposure, season two, episode 6, WAR AND PEACE. (to those of you you haven't seen this series several times, my condolences and try to live a little in your next live). Ok I leave that to you deareader. As Marilyn says in said episode, why don't we move on to the next scene, it's a pretty good one :) hail NE
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Monday, August 06, 2007
Mo Ra Luh Ti tee tieh tittititititii ti tat diid tata tutarratatat pa ta ...
Today the antarctic has sent us a little storm to rip the sails from our masts :)
Actually what i had wanted to write about yesterday was the ending of morality and guilt. One would think violence increases without morality (as some vehemently accuse) but i suspect it is just the opposite. Although it is so that morality also has the function of ordering social interaction. I would argue that being without morals doesn't mean being without awareness/empathy/love. Perhaps the morals exist as part of complex relationships, inside and out, but being 'without' morals means one is free to adjust, choose, create morals that fit the moment/situation. - And God realized that the moment they eat of the fruit of the tree of good and evil they would be like them. And so it came, guilt and shame and awareness, but not yet the skill to handle this power. So perhaps i shouldn't(should i ;) speak of the END of morality but rather similiar to Nietzsche of the (OVER)CUMMING of morality. No longer do I drown and choke in the maelstrom of being-interactions, of musts and needs, cravings and shouldnt's, past regrets and future obligations. Rather i watch with awareness and swim, dive, float and play in and with these interactions without letting them sweep me along. "Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. therefore i watch my fear or morality and allow it to pass over and through me and where it has gone one i turn the inner eye and see that is has gone" (paraphrase from herbert's dune). But before more.allah.ti can thus cum or be overCum the silence within m...ust!?,should?,has to? arise, in the mind, awareness in the body. um looks like language also has to! be overcome. Let's re-over-phrase.
aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuoooommmmmmmmmmmm. aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuoooommmmmmmmmmmm. aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuoooommmmmmmmmmmm.
Actually what i had wanted to write about yesterday was the ending of morality and guilt. One would think violence increases without morality (as some vehemently accuse) but i suspect it is just the opposite. Although it is so that morality also has the function of ordering social interaction. I would argue that being without morals doesn't mean being without awareness/empathy/love. Perhaps the morals exist as part of complex relationships, inside and out, but being 'without' morals means one is free to adjust, choose, create morals that fit the moment/situation. - And God realized that the moment they eat of the fruit of the tree of good and evil they would be like them. And so it came, guilt and shame and awareness, but not yet the skill to handle this power. So perhaps i shouldn't(should i ;) speak of the END of morality but rather similiar to Nietzsche of the (OVER)CUMMING of morality. No longer do I drown and choke in the maelstrom of being-interactions, of musts and needs, cravings and shouldnt's, past regrets and future obligations. Rather i watch with awareness and swim, dive, float and play in and with these interactions without letting them sweep me along. "Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. therefore i watch my fear or morality and allow it to pass over and through me and where it has gone one i turn the inner eye and see that is has gone" (paraphrase from herbert's dune). But before more.allah.ti can thus cum or be overCum the silence within m...ust!?,should?,has to? arise, in the mind, awareness in the body. um looks like language also has to! be overcome. Let's re-over-phrase.
aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuoooommmmmmmmmmmm. aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuoooommmmmmmmmmmm. aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuoooommmmmmmmmmmm.
Sunday, August 05, 2007
cuming soon herr wilhelm sheikspeer
summer tiiime and the living is eeeeaaasyyy .. well just for a day here in ct.
a quick crypt.ik wizOh from doC sigh.kollow.gisT relating to projecta-therapi x.pounded on in last issue. how does one know when something isn't projecting but just plain the other bastards' problem? The degree of accompanying emotion is often a good indicator that the mote is on my s(l)ide and not in the other eyi, e.g. we should bomb the lot now and wipe them out, usually means i have some issues. (you too dick)
On a related note ... I'm struggling with the concept of morality, shame/guilt and violence at the moment. i think they are in.time.ate.ly related. The contrasts in s-africa and myself are really extreme.
On the old hand i found s-africa has up to present been a space/time full of strict moral codes, extreme violence and extremely guilt/shame. me too.
Now i find a beautiful flowering (to me) of people who speak out about the level of violence, who disregard the old morality, the fucking f-word, are wary of ow.thorough.terri.anism and embrace sex.u.all di.versity. sssssssxxxxxxsssssuuuuuaaalllclitoriscuntmasturbationpenisanalkakloveinlovetonguenakederectiondischargesementitssadoscrotumblowjobearnecrofilialkissamritapornoslutlipsuterussmellsucklickfuckfuckfuck
blissssssss. They also seem to have a more humourful style in general, i.e. less anal.e retentive :)
It seems to me these approaches can be categorizzzd as the the fearful(vrees) vs the free(vry) approach. The fearful sees demons, dangers and darkness lurking everywhere and therefore covers, hides and restricts(spitts out, lots of drama).
The free sees power, potential, possibilitites and there fore innovates, investigates and in.spires(breathes in, becomes aware)
Changing tack slightly and hitting a squal ;) ... i find this earth(or myself) to be an extremely deluded sad and fearful place just recently. It seems to me zat urfpeepil waste their lives chained like slaves to dead moments. We are bad actors who don't even now we are acting. Haha. we are the cheapest actors in the universe. Any alien race (like the adamisian mice for example ;) could just come here, create a little script and film it for audiences back home(sirius6?). want mindless violence. we've got it. naive flagellation. bingo. timesaving devices that waste time. say no more. hippies chanelling nirvana. heehaa.(i've offended even myself now ;) And they won't even have to pay for it because we are blisslessly and disastrously unaware we are actors. in fact we are not aware of much at all and probably totally unaware that we already starred(xqz d pun) in 6 nebula award winning films (in the betelguese star cluster (know for their love of the tragi-trashy-comico-politico-dark-soapy-slapstick genre)). Maybe this explains why actors and actressess are such stars on this planet. they give us the opportunity to be actors acting that we are watching actors acting us acting we are not acting. vivaaa ... vivaaa.. vivaaa dramaaaaah.
think how much fun we could have if we only realized we were actors. oh the roles and places we could see and be my son ... i said to the gelle bueb (yellow boy) or he to me.
btw. has anybody seen my soul, mate? :o
a quick crypt.ik wizOh from doC sigh.kollow.gisT relating to projecta-therapi x.pounded on in last issue. how does one know when something isn't projecting but just plain the other bastards' problem? The degree of accompanying emotion is often a good indicator that the mote is on my s(l)ide and not in the other eyi, e.g. we should bomb the lot now and wipe them out, usually means i have some issues. (you too dick)
On a related note ... I'm struggling with the concept of morality, shame/guilt and violence at the moment. i think they are in.time.ate.ly related. The contrasts in s-africa and myself are really extreme.
On the old hand i found s-africa has up to present been a space/time full of strict moral codes, extreme violence and extremely guilt/shame. me too.
Now i find a beautiful flowering (to me) of people who speak out about the level of violence, who disregard the old morality, the fucking f-word, are wary of ow.thorough.terri.anism and embrace sex.u.all di.versity. sssssssxxxxxxsssssuuuuuaaalllclitoriscuntmasturbationpenisanalkakloveinlovetonguenakederectiondischargesementitssadoscrotumblowjobearnecrofilialkissamritapornoslutlipsuterussmellsucklickfuckfuckfuck
blissssssss. They also seem to have a more humourful style in general, i.e. less anal.e retentive :)
It seems to me these approaches can be categorizzzd as the the fearful(vrees) vs the free(vry) approach. The fearful sees demons, dangers and darkness lurking everywhere and therefore covers, hides and restricts(spitts out, lots of drama).
The free sees power, potential, possibilitites and there fore innovates, investigates and in.spires(breathes in, becomes aware)
Changing tack slightly and hitting a squal ;) ... i find this earth(or myself) to be an extremely deluded sad and fearful place just recently. It seems to me zat urfpeepil waste their lives chained like slaves to dead moments. We are bad actors who don't even now we are acting. Haha. we are the cheapest actors in the universe. Any alien race (like the adamisian mice for example ;) could just come here, create a little script and film it for audiences back home(sirius6?). want mindless violence. we've got it. naive flagellation. bingo. timesaving devices that waste time. say no more. hippies chanelling nirvana. heehaa.(i've offended even myself now ;) And they won't even have to pay for it because we are blisslessly and disastrously unaware we are actors. in fact we are not aware of much at all and probably totally unaware that we already starred(xqz d pun) in 6 nebula award winning films (in the betelguese star cluster (know for their love of the tragi-trashy-comico-politico-dark-soapy-slapstick genre)). Maybe this explains why actors and actressess are such stars on this planet. they give us the opportunity to be actors acting that we are watching actors acting us acting we are not acting. vivaaa ... vivaaa.. vivaaa dramaaaaah.
think how much fun we could have if we only realized we were actors. oh the roles and places we could see and be my son ... i said to the gelle bueb (yellow boy) or he to me.
btw. has anybody seen my soul, mate? :o
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Projecta-therapy
So i return less often here now. I guess i feel more disconnected from the play of life than ever before. Don't misunderstand, I'm less morose than in many years and more positive, actually monitoring my negative inclinations. No this cavelike attitude may stem from a deeper source that began with, well perhaps with the death of Moyo, intensified at altitude in the southern mountains of switzerland and culminated on mount soleil's ... mindfuck. ah that was just to get you awake :)
One thing that i've become aware of lately is how easy it is to give oneself psychotherapy. really. Just write down all the things you recently felt bugs you about other people & life. And viola, there you have it. These are secretly the things YOU are frustated about that you do or don't. & to think i'm giving all this Ad.vice? 4 free ;)
I'm frustated that:
... there are not more people seeing through life's facade
Translation- I wish i'm not so often caught napping and totally missing the now.
...that there are so few woman taking risks and experimenting with new things
Translation- That i'm not acting risky and allowing different(from my ideals) woman into my life.
...that people are so 'scientific' and sceptical and stuck in their old paradigms
Translation- that i'm sceptical and negative and stuck in my old paradigm instead of trusting life to show me the way.
...that no one around me seems to speak 'my' language
Translation- problem is i think everyone has to 'speak' like me otherwise it's not worth the effort.
...that people still argue the whole time that they are right and others are wrong as in usa,muslims, christians, politicians,blacks,whites,poor, rich, woman, men, parents,children ...ad infinitum. Come on people can't we break through.
Translation: Come on Pauli, can't you accept everyone and everything are different. Good, evil, black,light, boring, adventurous. Stop trying to prove or defend anything and go beyond.
Chances are none of these things in others would bother me if I was happy with my own progress as paulgrimm ;)
v from the island of stadilie.ffih
love p
*hugs* giv woanderer mo *hugs*
One thing that i've become aware of lately is how easy it is to give oneself psychotherapy. really. Just write down all the things you recently felt bugs you about other people & life. And viola, there you have it. These are secretly the things YOU are frustated about that you do or don't. & to think i'm giving all this Ad.vice? 4 free ;)
I'm frustated that:
... there are not more people seeing through life's facade
Translation- I wish i'm not so often caught napping and totally missing the now.
...that there are so few woman taking risks and experimenting with new things
Translation- That i'm not acting risky and allowing different(from my ideals) woman into my life.
...that people are so 'scientific' and sceptical and stuck in their old paradigms
Translation- that i'm sceptical and negative and stuck in my old paradigm instead of trusting life to show me the way.
...that no one around me seems to speak 'my' language
Translation- problem is i think everyone has to 'speak' like me otherwise it's not worth the effort.
...that people still argue the whole time that they are right and others are wrong as in usa,muslims, christians, politicians,blacks,whites,poor, rich, woman, men, parents,children ...ad infinitum. Come on people can't we break through.
Translation: Come on Pauli, can't you accept everyone and everything are different. Good, evil, black,light, boring, adventurous. Stop trying to prove or defend anything and go beyond.
Chances are none of these things in others would bother me if I was happy with my own progress as paulgrimm ;)
v from the island of stadilie.ffih
love p
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
king of router
yesterday i routered my first piece of wood. may neptune keep that whirling drill from decapitating me ;)
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Bubble mania and other bar tales
Boat project update: As you can see from the pic I recently transformed my boat into a gift-wrapped package and as a result i'm now known down here as the Bubble man. haha. Reminds me of the bubble man from northern exposure. Well b-man is very happy with his contraption so far. I took an ol throwaway spinaker sail, some plastic sheeting, electrical conduit, donated front & back railings and voila - a climate controlled bubble enhancing productivity, moisture levels and temperature :) Now if the black south-easter will just let me keep it.
Last night I also found out that creating such a dry bubble in space quickly attracts lodgers. A mother and her kittens have taken asylum beneath bubble kingdom.
on another tack ;) I've realized something recently amongst people who see themselves as "scientific". They still try & persuade one to see the light of their logical, and superior way. Just like their predecessors, the "religious ones" whom they scorn and laugh at. Ah evolution's convolutions - the movie changes but he plot is still very similar. I find the "church of science" to be quite backwards in many respects. They miss so much of the bigger picture through their copious confidence and stilting cynicism. Yesterday i had an interesting thought in this regard. I wondered if i shouldn't just pick a place in my boat and start working on it. And then I realized that to start haphazardly without first having an adequate understanding of the WHOLE will result in much more work and expanse..uh expense later.
Well friends back to my studies then. May you all keep a positive outlook regardless of the current weather and try to give others confidence in themselves rather than just critizing or giving advice ..however well-intentioned.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
back in time
so long i have meandered in time. here i am at last. now is. wake up. who are you? whoami? don't let some matrix be pulled over your eyes. anyway i've put new pics in the album as requested :)
Ave atque vale
Ave atque vale
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
the seagull has landed
Today the earth crossed into its spring/autumn quadrant around the sun and ... today my ship came in ;) that is my 36ft semi-built home. I'm relieved, exhausted and excited. Finally the creative effort can begin. Here she is being loaded and below her new resting place at the harbour.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Saturday, January 06, 2007
cape harbour
25 Des - 18 Jan
Work, quiet solitude, and looking at sailing yachts. When driving home on friday bloubergstrand was adorned with the coloured canopy's of 50+ kite surfers. An amazing site.
Work, quiet solitude, and looking at sailing yachts. When driving home on friday bloubergstrand was adorned with the coloured canopy's of 50+ kite surfers. An amazing site.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Sailing to the wild coast
13 - 24 Des.
My desire to inspect the kula dhamma community turned into a road trip. With Oloff and Paolo i went south, first sailing on the vaal, then bloemfontein, hogsback in the mountain mists, the south coast at kenton, then khula dhamma, the nothern wildcoast at Port st johns, and finally ended with my family at glenmore. The beauty of each of these places was exceptional but i only longed for silence. But what a varied and woanderfilled world. In Khula dhamma i had the great fortune of coming across the work of Masanobu Fukuoka.
My desire to inspect the kula dhamma community turned into a road trip. With Oloff and Paolo i went south, first sailing on the vaal, then bloemfontein, hogsback in the mountain mists, the south coast at kenton, then khula dhamma, the nothern wildcoast at Port st johns, and finally ended with my family at glenmore. The beauty of each of these places was exceptional but i only longed for silence. But what a varied and woanderfilled world. In Khula dhamma i had the great fortune of coming across the work of Masanobu Fukuoka.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Airports are surreal places
I'm camping here in athens airport. what makes these flying 'bus stations' with borders surreal? Well the repetitive background muzak, numerous identical shops with 'cultural' gifts , millions of identical glass doors that are closed, hundreds of identical security personnel, repetitive, weirdly translated, and highly annoying public anouncements. Get the picture. But despite this alien zone people are surprisingly friendly .. friendly .. friendly ... ;)
Saturday, December 02, 2006
in the valais
hiking with simone. 28 nov. - 1 des.
snowboarded yesterday at the 3000m les diablerets glacier park. amazingly, wonderfully, stupendously beautiful and fun.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
buddha101
15 - 26 nov: vipassana retreat. 10 hours meditation a day, no personal verbal or non verbal communication, get up at 4am. just taming the mind and non-reactive awareness of bodily sensations.
mont soleil centre
mont soleil centre
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Monday, August 21, 2006
up in space, back in time, down to earth, go within
21 aug - 8 sept CES (see photoalbum)
Cess Report
Arrival:
In spite of your excellent efforts to get me to Firenze on time it was all to no avail as the train to Milano arived medio hora tardi, and so I missed my connection to Svissera[switzerland]. Well I wasn't too worried and all worked out as a few bussess and angelic lifts(autostops) later I arrived at the small piccolo of chironico and proceded climb up to the even smaller piccolo Ces. It was already getting dark(8pm) but at 9:30 i empirically proved that one could leave grempoli at midday and still arrive to get a cold dinner at Ces(1400m above sea level).
1st week:
Benny and Florian, 2 young male stutgartians, where the members of the Ces foundation who welcomed me to the main house, mao moa, with it's low ceilings and beams. It was built around 1685! In my first week I was quite oblivious to politics and personalities and consiquently quite happy. I picked herbs from the garden, cooked, cut wood and started to build a garden fence with Florian. Though I didn't find the community I expected, the people were interesting and the place beautiful. The town consisted of the 2 ces members, me, a farmer and his wife and 2 or 3 temporary workers who work for him in summer. Then there where also 2 young woman who lived 15 minutes away and they really lived the simple live. They've been there 12 years(since they were 20) and live like people did 100/200 years ago. I liked them though. They say they sleep a lot in winter :) A friend of theirs also gave me an address of a south african woman living near castel focognano in toskana and said she thinks we would fit well together! Well who am I to argue with prophesy ;)
2nd week:
The history, politics and conflict reveals itself. The pace of live quickened as some guests arrived(the foundations runs 2 rustic guesthouses), also the girlfriend of florian, Benny got a little dog and visits by the wild women. They started telling me about the semi-hippy(how hippy can a swiss be;) origins of ces in the seventies and the current state of affairs. Ces owns one third of the village, the farmer has 2 houses and rents the rest from ces and the rest belong to
the ticinese locals who only come occasionally. The farmer and ces are suing each other and some locals and ces also seem at loggerheads. So that explains the somewhat non-existent community. The original vision from the seventies is no more. Then Florian beat his dog badly when it ran away that it was limping for days. This prompted me to stop speaking to him as bullies and those who mistreat animals are not high on my tolerable people list.
3rd week:
Things got better as a new wwoofer arrived and also swiss guy who is doing his social service. He quit the army when they wanted him to go and protect the g8 leaders in davos. I started to explore the area more and spent more time swimming, walking and meditating. I also finished a book of Rudulf Steiner(study of man) i found in their library. His unique perspective on life was a pleasant surprise and very fortuitous. He was active in the fields of health, spirituality, architecture, education and farming. These teachings i will definately explore further :)
In the end I enjoyed my time there but was ready to move on.
Read my Cess Report...
Cess Report
Arrival:
In spite of your excellent efforts to get me to Firenze on time it was all to no avail as the train to Milano arived medio hora tardi, and so I missed my connection to Svissera[switzerland]. Well I wasn't too worried and all worked out as a few bussess and angelic lifts(autostops) later I arrived at the small piccolo of chironico and proceded climb up to the even smaller piccolo Ces. It was already getting dark(8pm) but at 9:30 i empirically proved that one could leave grempoli at midday and still arrive to get a cold dinner at Ces(1400m above sea level).
1st week:
Benny and Florian, 2 young male stutgartians, where the members of the Ces foundation who welcomed me to the main house, mao moa, with it's low ceilings and beams. It was built around 1685! In my first week I was quite oblivious to politics and personalities and consiquently quite happy. I picked herbs from the garden, cooked, cut wood and started to build a garden fence with Florian. Though I didn't find the community I expected, the people were interesting and the place beautiful. The town consisted of the 2 ces members, me, a farmer and his wife and 2 or 3 temporary workers who work for him in summer. Then there where also 2 young woman who lived 15 minutes away and they really lived the simple live. They've been there 12 years(since they were 20) and live like people did 100/200 years ago. I liked them though. They say they sleep a lot in winter :) A friend of theirs also gave me an address of a south african woman living near castel focognano in toskana and said she thinks we would fit well together! Well who am I to argue with prophesy ;)
2nd week:
The history, politics and conflict reveals itself. The pace of live quickened as some guests arrived(the foundations runs 2 rustic guesthouses), also the girlfriend of florian, Benny got a little dog and visits by the wild women. They started telling me about the semi-hippy(how hippy can a swiss be;) origins of ces in the seventies and the current state of affairs. Ces owns one third of the village, the farmer has 2 houses and rents the rest from ces and the rest belong to
the ticinese locals who only come occasionally. The farmer and ces are suing each other and some locals and ces also seem at loggerheads. So that explains the somewhat non-existent community. The original vision from the seventies is no more. Then Florian beat his dog badly when it ran away that it was limping for days. This prompted me to stop speaking to him as bullies and those who mistreat animals are not high on my tolerable people list.
3rd week:
Things got better as a new wwoofer arrived and also swiss guy who is doing his social service. He quit the army when they wanted him to go and protect the g8 leaders in davos. I started to explore the area more and spent more time swimming, walking and meditating. I also finished a book of Rudulf Steiner(study of man) i found in their library. His unique perspective on life was a pleasant surprise and very fortuitous. He was active in the fields of health, spirituality, architecture, education and farming. These teachings i will definately explore further :)
In the end I enjoyed my time there but was ready to move on.
Read my Cess Report...
Friday, August 18, 2006
leavin' las zurich
18 - 21 aug: Grempoli, Italy, with Prem and Gyan (see photo album). Many things are happening but i cannot write them down. Alas until the flame of inspiration alights once more in my hand i merely state chronology. Perchance these canvasses might be painted on later. asi fue. si.
Monday, August 14, 2006
the land of in-between
tonight i am loneliness
tonight my home is a stone hut
where i swim through rain and cold
... deserted
Strange and disconcerting
there are no animals around me
how could i have lived this way so long?
how could i have stayed in this place, this state
where i am a stranger?
it started long before i came,
here, to this house,
this storey of in-between.
now amazed i leave.
i took so long to see.
how long can one be an alien?
how long can one freeze one's soul to keep fear away?
i feel like walking out of myself,
out of this alien self
towards laughter and fire,
towards a dog, a friend of my soul,
towards peace and my soul mate.
is it this place, is it me?
i am a stranger in a strange land
as i was to the south,
at my birth
(and on my travels)
Few things are worse than being sin casa
i have become something far away
i don't realize what
i inhabit the land in between
(
desires make me play
and dreams
yet more and more the sound of eternity
rings closer
)
Set me free you big-eyed beings
you don't want me to remain
in this soft land of in-between?
Were is my home?
i want to go home
i want to BE home
show me the way
to my home,
my real home
tonight my home is a stone hut
where i swim through rain and cold
... deserted
Strange and disconcerting
there are no animals around me
how could i have lived this way so long?
how could i have stayed in this place, this state
where i am a stranger?
it started long before i came,
here, to this house,
this storey of in-between.
now amazed i leave.
i took so long to see.
how long can one be an alien?
how long can one freeze one's soul to keep fear away?
i feel like walking out of myself,
out of this alien self
towards laughter and fire,
towards a dog, a friend of my soul,
towards peace and my soul mate.
is it this place, is it me?
i am a stranger in a strange land
as i was to the south,
at my birth
(and on my travels)
Few things are worse than being sin casa
i have become something far away
i don't realize what
i inhabit the land in between
(
desires make me play
and dreams
yet more and more the sound of eternity
rings closer
)
Set me free you big-eyed beings
you don't want me to remain
in this soft land of in-between?
Were is my home?
i want to go home
i want to BE home
show me the way
to my home,
my real home
aha
tonight my dear friend Jan gave me the answer to a long standing problem of mine ..woman ;) I expect openess from others, to have a free-er kind of romantic love(as in 'free love, not free beer.. open source love if you will ;) ; and yet i myself approach every nice woman in the fashion of love me now totally with your (w)hole heart and soul and foverever we shall explore together. i forget we all hang together in a web of loves and lossess, and that true bonds take time and sharing. so my friends, inside and out, i will b aware of the desire and trap of trapping my intimate & soul mate, and be aware there's a way of letting her flow to and through and away from me. peace
Thursday, August 10, 2006
MY full moon departs
Today I made a great step forward ;) Instead of saying goD or life is fucked and blaming them as i'm sometimes in the habit of doing, i'll be more accurate and local and just say it corretcly in mexican slang: ME LLEVA LA CHINGADA! The fact that the metaphorical weather or rather 'climate' sucks in my life doesn't mean it is like this elsewhere, that this kind of climate can't be enjoyed or even that is has some sort of purpose that might be lost on me. btw. the physical weather also sucks ...
Saturday, August 05, 2006
lies & love
Accept this if you can: follow the truth but accept and give love to your lies, follow the truth but be aware it is supported by lies, follow the truth but know it is a lie, or just follow, it leads beyond truth or lies.
Accept this if you can: follow victory but accept and give love, follow victory but be aware it is supported by love, follow victory but know it is love, or just follow, it is beyond victory or love.
Or as the Toa te ching would put it :)
Accept this if you can: follow victory but accept and give love, follow victory but be aware it is supported by love, follow victory but know it is love, or just follow, it is beyond victory or love.
Or as the Toa te ching would put it :)
A good traveler has no fixed plans
and is not intent upon arriving.
A good artist lets his intuition
lead him wherever it wants.
A good scientist has freed himself of concepts
and keeps his mind open to what is.
Thus the Master is available to all people
and doesn't reject anyone.
He is ready to use all situations
and doesn't waste anything.
This is called embodying the light.
What is a good man but a bad man's teacher?
What is a bad man but a good man's job?
If you don't understand this, you will get lost,
however intelligent you are.
It is the great secret.
Source:Toa Te Ching.
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