Simplicity is a blow for the complicated Mind


The natural doesn´t need to be exercised.

Where Intellect ends, Love arises

The “wrong” of today can be the “right” of tomorrow

As for me, I mostly prefer to be “wrong”.

Just know

Even if you´re “right”, you´re wrong.


When thinking stops, Reality begins.

The ego is just a program that’s playing in your head

Some days ago I had this weird thought of referring to myself – to this
Julien Matei – in the third person.
I thought I was totally going berserk fo a little while, entertaining this idea.

And so later on I bumped into her words. So reassuring, it showed I was not so crazy
after all.
She writes:

“I think that observing the ego in the third person will help me not take its antics so personally.

Sure, it might get crazy thinking of myself in the third person and translating what this
means for the decision-making mind.

But living in the ego is insanity already, right? From the observing mind I can see the ego as unreal and impersonal and let it go. The ego is just a program that’s playing in my head, and I do not have to interact!!

I can only see myself as perfect if I see myself as not the ego..

`Only reality is free of pain. Only reality is free of loss. Only reality is wholly safe. And it is only this we seek today.´

Which means that anything that doesn’t fit within those parameters isn’t real. So why should I look upon the body and the world as though they are real, as though they are really “me”? There is only mind, and I want my mind to belong to Oneness.”

Indeed, as for me, when my ego is absent, I feel the overwhelmingly soothing truth of these words in the space between two thoughts…It is there…- as sudden glimpses…And right away the ego swoops on me,
making me believe that it was no more than the figment of my imagination.

Yet, deep inside I feel that this joyous Presence – who is the real “me” – is steadily there second by second, unaffected by none of the ego´s foolish whims.

Such solace to know that…

A wannabe orangutan from the jungle of New York

He commented some of my posts earlier on. As far I could sense, he is a a very gifted and astute youngster. Impulsive and unpredictable. He presents himself as a philosopher, a writer, and a musician. His own description in his About section – he is very fond of it – drew my attention from the very start:
“I am a wannabe orangutan from the concrete jungle.”

I had a word with him on Facebook, and guess what:
He is currently working in a zoo in Bronx. Perfect serendipity – the man from the jungle found his forthcoming motivation. At least for now…

The gift of nature is absolute freedom of self-embodiment. All life forms in the natural order are exactly what they are – they are limited only by their own innate characteristics. Humanity, the great dissenter, is distinguished by its unrelenting desire for a further freedom: the freedom to be other than what we are. Perhaps humanity’s innovation is that somehow we arrived at a state of discontentment with our natural identity, the body, with its particular strengths and limitations.

Our discontentment regards rather our failure to discover our true and natural identity. Hence, the yearning for the freedom to be other than we are, can cost us our very existence, isn´t it so?…

True, but I believe that for much of humanity’s history (at least
200.000 years, but some argue this goes back much, much further) our species lived in harmonious equilibrium with itself and with nature. Then, at some point, maybe about 10.000 years ago, something happened and a gradual process of alienation began. Unless of course we were flawed from the start, doomed to destroy the world. That is a conclusion I would avoid, if possible.

Individuation is a blessed curse

Turning away from the larger world’s expectations and towards one’s inner world of wisdom with acceptance and curiosity”
– Laura K. Kerr

“Woe betide those who live by way of examples! Life is not with them. If you live according to an example, you thus live the life of that example, but who should live your own life if not yourself?


“The signposts have fallen, unblazed trails lie before us. Do not be greedy to gobble up the fruits of foreign fields. Do you not know that you yourselves are the fertile acre which bears everything that avails you?”

C. G. Jung

Are you nuts or something…?

“There´s so many people who can talk and talk and talk
and just say nothing…or nearly nothing” – Jobim

In the subway today.

She was three or four-years-old. Adorable.
Blonde and shiningly blue-eyed, like a sweet but agelessly wise angel.

She was looking around attentively, listening bewildered to her father.
He was doing his utmost to explain her something.

Daddy, you talk and talk and talk. Ceaselessly. 

Really, are you nuts or something…?” 

The most outstandingly clever outburst I´ve heard.
I couldn´t restrain myself from laughing my wits off. The way
she delivered this truth…
The astounded and scornfully defiant gaze in her limpid eyes…
Such unambigous reproach.
Verily, who was the child and who the father?

I thanked the Universe for being on the spot.

Why do you have to be a kid or a composer to tell the truth?

Sometimes I think that lack of empathy is just a lack of imagination.

 – Monica Cassani