I torment myself therefore I am
2013/05/14 Leave a comment
The pathless dream
2013/03/30 Leave a comment
The light is sighing
Dreaming
of undreamed colours
These sorrowful lips
whisper:
Do you bear a name?
Oh, my name is forlorn
I am these forgotten paths,
Untrodden by steps
Untrodden by yearning
I am the meadows
of indelible fragrance
This meandering beauty
This fading chant
of your afternoon
Beauty or the illusion of beauty?…
2013/03/30 3 Comments
Heidy:
To feel good inside is to bolster one’s self in every way, including strength of mind, and strength of feeling. This, this is the reason why Beauty should be maintained for as long as possible.
Me:
Know that whatever you try to maintain is the Illusion of beauty and not Beauty…
Heidy:
When we work to maintain inner quiet… is that not Beauty?
When we work to maintain a living, growing garden, full of our own produce,
is that not Beauty?
Beauty that gives a sense of pride and achievement as we look upon it… and thus
reflects Beauty back to our inner selves for taking the time and making the effort to maintain such as these things?
Me:
To work in order to establish inner quietness is again – illusion. A mere projection. Ego.
Beauty doesn´t need to be “produced” – it produces us, if we are humble.
Beauty exists thus without our involvement, but if you love your garden you will efortlessly and lovingly take care of it – which is a totally different thing.
Beauty is the total antinomy of pride and achievement. It has nothing to do with it…
To Melissa
2013/02/23 2 Comments
The shore is awaiting the evasive shadow…
Your eyelashes are tremblingly eager
Like your fading glance
Reaching far a purple dream
The season
The melting silk
The mute swan
They all wait
For the return
Spare it for later
2013/01/10 2 Comments
Give me chastity and continence, but not just now.
(St. Augustine)
Forget everything!
2012/11/30 5 Comments
Remember only this:
Learn to recognize love. It is not easy, as very few love in this world. But Love is your breath.
So Breath!…
Love is sparkling joy, beauty, trust, peace, equilibrium.
Where there is Love there is perfection. There is nothing to wait.
YOU NEED TO RECOGNIZE THIS PERFECTION NOW!!!
This very moment. Second by second!
Where there is not love there is doubt, choice, sorrow, pain, disturbance, suffering.
Where there is Love, there is harmony, balance, appreciation, bliss.
FOLLOW THIS BLISS.
Learn to recognize it!
A mind-blowing synchronicity
2012/10/27 Leave a comment
I have a cousin, and unlike two other cousins from my mother´s side, we never had any real contact.
Her daughter, G. found me on Facebook some time ago, and apart from changing some kind of empty pleasantries we don´t really have much in common.
This girl looks like she has descended from a painting by Vermeer: she is tall, blonde, feminine, but kind of “odd-looking” – she doesn´t in the least have any common features, although you can´t deny her being attractive: her skin is rather pale, her nose subtly elongated, her eyes are light blue and ethereal, she never uses lipstick yet she has incredibly sensuous red lips. Like I said – a girl from another age. A girl whose looks are anything but mundane.
It was last week, Friday evening. It was raining, I was waiting for the bus. As usually, I was observing
the passersby. At one point I saw a young girl and I was totally taken aback…it was G. What on earth was she doing in Stockholm? I wanted to call her by name, but… when I looked closer, it was a girl looking strikingly like her…if our double exist, than that girl was G.´s doppelganger. Unbelievable resemblance…
Highly weird…It was some kind of sign with this – I just couldn´t figure it out what…
The day after, my friend Radu a 27-year-old friend of mine from Romania calls me. “Julien, do you have
a niece, blonde, very good-looking with blue eyes?” G. was fitting exactly into his description.
As life is unpredictable I thought he might have met her somewhere by chance. “Yes, I have” I answered him ”G. the daughter of my cousin. What – did you bump into each other or so…?”
That´s strange” he went on. “Last night I DREAMED YOU INTRODUCED ME TO YOUR NIECE, and she was a gorgeous girl with blue eyes…In the dream it felt as if I was together with her.”
I was speechless…Is this mind-blowing or what…? It starts with me seeing a girl strinkingly ressembling G. with whom I have no real contact, and the day after Radu dreams about her…?
What are the chances that such an unlikely amazing serendipity like this to happen…?
I chatted with G. the same day telling her about this uncommon episode with the doppelganger and Radu´s dream of her. I suggested to her, that this is A Destiny Call for her, that Radu might be maybe someone she would like to meet.
“Oh, but I have already a boy-friend”, she said with a rather condescending and priggish tone.
She admitted that this episode was strikingly unusual, but she totally failed to see the beauty and unlikeliness of it…Really – it was outrageous…She was not even slightly curious to see Radu although he is in my friend list on Facebook.
How can you be so stupid, dull and insensitive to ignore and bluntly refuse such a blessed synchronicity…?
In Chevalier’s fictional account, the character Griet is the model for Vermeer’s painting. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)synchronicity? It might be so…that Radu could have been the love of her life…
She might realize later on in life that she can have missed the train to Happiness.
Who knows…?
This post is especially dedicated to women
2012/10/16 Leave a comment
“How are you”, she asked with a charming and unusually spontaneous smile.
“I am actually very well, thanks”, I answered sincerely.
She works as a cashier at the grocery store I usually go to. She is gorgeous. Her eyes are shining like a squirrel, the line of her nose makes you dream, her lips voluptuously reminding of a ripe strawberry. She is blatantly sexy, I kind of lose my words every time I see her.
So there I was standing in the queue waiting for my turn to pay. She confessed:
“You know, I have such an unbearable head ache.” I looked at her attentively and answered:
“You think too much, don´t you?”
“Far too much…It goes on and on ceaselessly.” She couldn´t hide her being grateful, as she felt seen. So she went on. “Nothing good comes out of it. The more I think the worse it gets.”
“Take a break from thinking! Can´t you focus away your attention from your thoughts, looking randomly on whatever else for a change?” I asked, feeling rather awkward as there was an eager man behind me waiting for his turn.
“What shall I look at…? Everything feels the same… – boring, senseless.” Her tone was so sorrowful.
“I feel already like an old woman…Pretty soon I will be full of wrinkles.”
I was in shock when I heard this, I couldn´t believe my ears. So totally irrational. Unbelievable really. Not find a single reason for joy when there are so many good things in life…I just couldn´t figure it out what made such a good-looking girl in her mid twenties feel so hopelessly bored, disheartened and unhappy.
“Look at your mental wrinkles, deal with them instead!…” I told her, picking up the fruit I had bought. I touched a string, as she and the man behind me smiled nodding. “Yeah, these damn mental wrinkles – so true…”
Due to this episode, I realized tonight like never before that many beautiful women, bear an old, rigid, intolerant and unhappy old woman inside of them, who´s constantly crushing their confidence and yearning, poisoning their passion, vehemently stealing their precious youth…
Who is this old, irrational, unhappy ghost…?
Think of the consequences of this
2012/10/10 Leave a comment
