Read poetry only to the poet
2017/05/10 3 Comments
A rather bitter truth…
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced.
These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity...
Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give...
We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE...
THE NEW has no definition yet...
Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.
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Julien Matei
Mirrors of Encounters 
After decades of expectation (euphemistically referred to as ‘hope’) and disappointment, I now read my writings for and to me. Sometimes it seems that my reading resonates and touches ‘others’ — which I no longer ‘believe’ to exist (‘belief’ was another form of my expectation).
How could I have begun to enjoy this peace until I was hit by IT? For me, this is an awareness of Oneness. It is not possible for my resonance NOT to ripple through and to affect All. I am not the originator of the vibration.
Belief as a synonym of expectation – that´s a good one…
As to who is what, paradoxically, you are both the originator and the origin. And that which never originates too…
yes. i am it.