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55. Fng - Abundance [Fullness]
Chn The Arousing, Thunder is above. Li The Clinging, Flame is below.
Judgement: Abundance has success. The king attains abundance. Be not sad. Be like the sun at midday.
Image: Both thunder and lightning come Image of Abundance. Thus the superior man decides lawsuits And carries out punishments.
Six in the second place means: The curtain is of such fullness That the polestars can be seen at noon. Through going one meets with mistrust and hate. If one rouses him through truth, Good fortune comes.
Six in the fifth place means: lines are coming, Blessing and fame draw near. Good fortune.
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43. Kuai - Break-through (Resoluteness)
Tui The Joyous, Lake is above. Ch'ien The Creative, Heaven is below.
Judgement: Break-through. One must resolutely make the matter known At the court of the king. It must be announced truthfully. Danger. It is necessary to notify one's own city. It does not further to resort to arms. It furthers one to undertake something.
Image: The lake has risen to heaven Image of Break-through. Thus the superior man Dispenses riches downward And refrains from resting on his virtue.
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Monday, September 26, 2005
studylife Pro-Anti gress report
With a proclaimed and inborn mission to find the answer to the universe (which numerically is expressed as 42 .. see wikipedia) i (k)now present you with my 35 yearly progress report:
Uh. ahem. I have to say in one sense i'm not one tiny nano-inch closer to IT know than i was at the 'start'. The words of poet Robert Frost comes to mind, “We dance around in a circle and suppose but the secret sits in the center and knows”. In one sense I know and have experienced much more and enjoyed seeing things clearer, but in the most fundamental sense the truth(and us) has always been sitting there in the center, with us(and me) dancing around it like a moth doing the salsa. Welcome to the strange world of just being. Well on that totally zen and unsatisfactory note(haha), i proclaim this 35 yearly report closed and predict that next report would have reported the same, perhaps a only a little shorter.
Last night i danced upon another ineresting morsel the truth threw out at me. Perhaps my mission of thruth finding is just a way the little boy i was is seeking to become whole again. Perhaps that is why i have no great interest in pure philosophy, as i feel the answer to the..my search lies not only in the mental but in the body and heart and mind and all of it.
Uh. ahem. I have to say in one sense i'm not one tiny nano-inch closer to IT know than i was at the 'start'. The words of poet Robert Frost comes to mind, “We dance around in a circle and suppose but the secret sits in the center and knows”. In one sense I know and have experienced much more and enjoyed seeing things clearer, but in the most fundamental sense the truth(and us) has always been sitting there in the center, with us(and me) dancing around it like a moth doing the salsa. Welcome to the strange world of just being. Well on that totally zen and unsatisfactory note(haha), i proclaim this 35 yearly report closed and predict that next report would have reported the same, perhaps a only a little shorter.
Last night i danced upon another ineresting morsel the truth threw out at me. Perhaps my mission of thruth finding is just a way the little boy i was is seeking to become whole again. Perhaps that is why i have no great interest in pure philosophy, as i feel the answer to the..my search lies not only in the mental but in the body and heart and mind and all of it.
this is the most beautiful and most evil universe i have ever know -- the little boy
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
dark materials
dear nobody,everybody, somebody, anybody & body
it has been a strange few days touched with a scent of otherworldliness. First there was the unusually deep meditation of sunday which J seemed to experience too. No light or loving or illusionary but painful and heavy. Then moonday came over like cold grey moorish mist and settled dully obscuring the passage of time. Yes autumn has arrived oppresively. It is no wonder to me now that the northern peoples are more solitary inward looking people and the equatorials more physical and emotionally expansive.
Then the evening suddenly seemed to close in around me like a cage; not depressive, but alert and dark like an omen. Before going to bed I received an unwanted invitation that took me some time inwardly to transmogrify to humour and acceptance. But after doing that I couldn't fall asleep. I went back to my early childhood days in a way never experienced before. I examined my most distressing fears and sweet victories and also my relationship with my parents, and came to some new awareness about it all. Then I started to dream and in the morning i repeated the same dream over and over, unable to escape it. It didn't make sense, was not creative and had something to do with money. When I woke up I was sick with flu and still am as i write this. All hopes of tasting a fine bottle of tempranillo red vino tonight sadly blocked; an old man's cough and sore bones my only companion. At least the sun came to attend sunset just now for a change. Let us hope strength will return to me soon, because this time marks the end/begining of a cycle.
mucously yours
p
from Dirk Gently's I-Ching Calculator
it has been a strange few days touched with a scent of otherworldliness. First there was the unusually deep meditation of sunday which J seemed to experience too. No light or loving or illusionary but painful and heavy. Then moonday came over like cold grey moorish mist and settled dully obscuring the passage of time. Yes autumn has arrived oppresively. It is no wonder to me now that the northern peoples are more solitary inward looking people and the equatorials more physical and emotionally expansive.
Then the evening suddenly seemed to close in around me like a cage; not depressive, but alert and dark like an omen. Before going to bed I received an unwanted invitation that took me some time inwardly to transmogrify to humour and acceptance. But after doing that I couldn't fall asleep. I went back to my early childhood days in a way never experienced before. I examined my most distressing fears and sweet victories and also my relationship with my parents, and came to some new awareness about it all. Then I started to dream and in the morning i repeated the same dream over and over, unable to escape it. It didn't make sense, was not creative and had something to do with money. When I woke up I was sick with flu and still am as i write this. All hopes of tasting a fine bottle of tempranillo red vino tonight sadly blocked; an old man's cough and sore bones my only companion. At least the sun came to attend sunset just now for a change. Let us hope strength will return to me soon, because this time marks the end/begining of a cycle.
mucously yours
p
THE JUDGEMENT OF KING WEN:
62. PAYING ATTENTION TO SMALL THINGS
Humility, Severe Circumspection And Meticulous Attention To Detail Will Bring You A Success. It Is Not The Time, To Try Grand Projects. His Conservative And Work At Small Efforts. His On Your Best Conduct. Avoid Conflict And Over-Assertiveness. Frugality And Reverence Are In Order Now.
THE COMMENTARY OF THE DUKE OF CHOU:
Line 2: Although You Have No Reliable Followers, Will Be OK, As Long As You Dealings With Modesty And Respect.
from Dirk Gently's I-Ching Calculator
Monday, September 12, 2005
Saturday, September 10, 2005
where i'm going is anybody's guess
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How ev'rything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Sunday faces
The nicest part of today was just sitting in the car outside the enge shopping complex and watching people(and their dogs) coming and going with their sunday faces and routines. somehow it was so familiar and intimate to see this. I guess how people look and behave on a sunday morning is much truer to who they really are inside. And seeing two beautiful dogs i realized i really miss having a dog. mmm must remember to get: dog, girlfriend, big kitchen for cooking with wok ;)
Also did my taxes today. Damn why do i have to make so much money to give away ;)
Also did my taxes today. Damn why do i have to make so much money to give away ;)
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
ground hog day
it seems to me few people want to discover new things or live new adventures. We just want to live the same day over and over as long as we're comfortable. No change please, give me more of the same. I can always go into the past if i want some action.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by
the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do.
So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream.
Discover.
-- Mark Twain
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
indians bring a summer week
today there were yellow sun swords aplenty...nice and hot. I was cutting wood in our garden - my garten-gym around sunset. And when i had sat down afterwards to enjoy the sunset over the lake and the quiet little forest around me, i heard a scuffling noise in the bushes. Low down, nuzzling its way through the plantfloor came a very curious looking animal. I was sitting very quietly so it didn't see me. It was a very careful, spiny and 'nosy' little brown animal. 'Sir hedgehog i presume', i said. But it didn't reply and just mozied back into the woods after a quick look around.
I picked one up before in the street, but it was small and sick. This one was a big old timer, i think, who came to check out was i was doing messing around in his garten ;)
I picked one up before in the street, but it was small and sick. This one was a big old timer, i think, who came to check out was i was doing messing around in his garten ;)
Existe una forma de saber si ya cumpliste tu misión en la vida. Si sigues vivo es porque aún no la cumpliste.
Here is a test. To find out whether your mission on earth is finished: If you are still alive, it is not. -- Richard Bach in Illusions
Friday, August 26, 2005
white panda blues
ah my panda car is nearly ready to face the swiss RPB test. that's the Road Perfection Brigade. It seems one is unlikely to pass the vehicle test if you bring your car in yourself. I found that out practically. No, you need to pay the garage to do it for you. So luckily my panda ended up with a good car doctor and he fixed her most glaring faults and even volunteered to take her into battle next week. so much for DIY. well at least i de-rusted and spray painted her.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Feeling very sanguine lately
The ancient greeks developed the idea of the 4 humours - sanguine, melancholic, choleric, and phlegmatic. Now i wonder how our modern word humorous became associated with just one of the original, namely sanguine, but i sure as hell need more of this humor right now. I'll relate a vague personal story to show i might b on the right path :P I recently really really wanted 'something' from a someone; and, well, someone else got what i want and i, i received 2 beer glasses as 'consolation prize'(troosprys). I proceded to use them to get drunk over the span of two weeks but it's only recently that i've seen the humourous irony of the gift. Humour in disaster. haha. And don't get me wrong, i love my beer glasses...even more now. well i have to, they're all i've got ;)
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
a spy in the house of many loves
The enemy of love is never outside,
it´s what we lack in ourselves.
- Anais Nin
Sunday, August 21, 2005
it's raining again...
a 'curl up before the fire' day. I don't normally like to talk about meditation but today was interesting. To see some of the phases i go through while meditating: getting comfortable, cycling through recent events, fantasy, doing techniques, concentration,etc. and then suddenly one realises this traffic of inner voices and events and then the 'real' meditation starts :) today it only happened right at the end and then such energy come into play it was hard for me to stop at the end of the hour. phew.
But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head...
- Peter Sarstedt
Monday, August 15, 2005
geil parade
Friday, August 12, 2005
street parade
tomorrow is the yearly street parade. a million half-clad gyrating bodies following the tecno piper, and yours truly hopefully leaving his reasonable senses and trousers at home to crawl on different senses.
Yesterday jazz sounds came wafting from the lake to my window and today some reggae sounds. tomorrow it will just be the techno drum drone blasting bodies around ;) c u der.
Yesterday jazz sounds came wafting from the lake to my window and today some reggae sounds. tomorrow it will just be the techno drum drone blasting bodies around ;) c u der.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
drunk
today while travelling for some time on the trams and trains, i looked into every face possible, into the eyes of every person around me. i saw no one really alive except the old man on the bridge selling the 'homeless' newspaper. at one stage on a tram their was a vicious fight between two old 'whores' about money. few people noticed or reacted, and the driver of the tram, a woman, came to the back to get them out. i am a dead man living in the land of the dead. only the mountains here are alive. the mountains and animals... and young children.
i guess it says as much of me as of anything else.
i guess it says as much of me as of anything else.
Sunday, August 07, 2005
sontag zazen
This morning something special happened during our sunday morning meditation. for the first time i stopped trying to medidate and just sat. sit. sat. i read about the zen practice of 'sitting' but i never understood untill today :) and what is strange is that when i started to 'sit' i started to float and fly. curious curious world.
i also did a dreamlike ceremony but about that i cannot write yet.
i also did a dreamlike ceremony but about that i cannot write yet.
He who controls others may be powerful,
but he who has mastered himself is mightier still.
-- Lau Tsu
Monday, August 01, 2005
custom open air
Yesterday was the annual gabler open air kino night. A very nice idea to have the whole building together for a outdoor movie night which is shown big on the wall of the neighbouring building. We braai'ed, and watched the classic Bladerunner... with some loud fireworks thrown in because 1st of august is switzerland's national day.
Thursday, July 28, 2005
cine paradiso
from one of the greatest paul movies of all time :) ..director's cut. And the music is bellisima tambien.
ALFREDO: I want to make you happy, Toto! I'm going to tell you a story.
Once upon a time a king gave a feast and there were all the most beautiful princesses of the realm. Basta, one of the guards, saw the king's daughter: she was the loveliest of all! And he immediately fell in love with her. But what could a poor soldier do compared with a king's daughter?!...One day he managed to meet her and told her he couldn't live without her. The princess was so struck by the depth of his feeling that she said to the soldier 'If you will wait a hundred days and a hundred nights beneath my balcony, then in the end I'll be yours.' Christ, the soldier ran off there and waited! One day, two days, ten, twenty...Every night she looked out of her window, but he never budged. Come rain, wind, snow, never budged! The birds shat on him and the bees ate him alive! After ninety nights he was gaunt and pale and tears streamed from his eyes but he couldn't hold them back. He didn't even have the strength to sleep any more. The princess kept watch...And on the ninety-ninth night, the soldier got up, picked up his chair and left!
And don't ask me what it means. If you figure it out, let me know...
Thursday, July 21, 2005
way of viaobuntu
I installed and am tweaking my new linux ubuntu operating system. this release is called the hoary hedgehog. it's great and i think i'll stick with it. bye bye windows. otherwise i'm a bit sad and just working on all sorts of things from cars to floors to websites to keep myself occupied.
Saturday, July 16, 2005
Please don't pass me by
Last night i (telescopically speaking that is) studied the moon in a little better detail than before. amazing the craters and 'seas'. it takes a long time to get to know someone, and the moon.
Cohen: "I don't think too much. I never think, to tell you the truth. My own personal life is chaotic. Anybody who looks at my own personal life will come to the conclusion, rapidly, that I don't think at all. There's a kind of interior urgency about all things, as I see it. And I respond to it. I generally respond to it, in real life, in exactly the wrong way of doing things. As a friend of mine once said, 'Now Leonard, are you sure you're doing the wrong thing.' I hardly have a thought in my head. Something happens, you know, and I have to answer it with a poem or a song or my own work. I don't know a thing about love."
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