2015/08/21 3 Comments
2015/08/13 11 Comments
Truth is that I can take more inspiration watching a sparrow, or observing in great detail the shades of light and shadow, than being together with people…It is rather sad, because genuine togetherness is a blessed thing…
Unfortunately, people in the West deliberately lead a boring and terribly shallow life, keeping at due distance anything that even slightly reminds them of a truly lived life…
Life is a wonder, but they simply discard this simple but overarching truth…
I am truly baffled. Such a conundrum:
How it is possible to vehemently refuse to be moved and so stubbornly and methodically shun aliveness?
2015/06/12 1 Comment
Long story short:
My father managed to fuck up and steal my Now, inflicting nothing but fear, frustration and guilt on me. His fierce and unblessed conduct has affected me for life: Wasted years of shattering loneliness, huge pain, confusion. Unbeknownst he turned me into the depositary of his vengeance and aggressive madness.
I met recently a hellishly charming woman who managed to make me believe and trust her. Such endearing communication we seemed to be engaged in. But alas, behind her winsome innocence, elegance and beauty, hided a vindictive monster. I made the mistake of letting my guard down, and the pandemonium started.
The whole game that followed was about manipulation of emotions, everything to take me away from and kill my NOW-Presence!!! This power-horny slut, hated whatever vivid and spontaneous expression – eventually, she seems to be at war with Life and Living. Of course she would never ever admit this. She would deceive you with incredible skillful delusions. Such a con artist, helping me in subtle or violent ways to disengage from and live in bitter oblivion from Self. To forget WHO YOU ARE, so you become her prey.
The blatant likeness between her and the wounds imposed on me by my father in my early childhood is mind-blowing. Staggeringly paradoxical. Why Life is such a complicated psychological conundrum totally surpasses my grasping…
But here I am…Coming out, untangling myself from and sorting out an age-old nightmarish riddle…Speaking about things no one dares to acknowledge or take up….
2015/06/07 Leave a comment
Some days ago sitting at my favorite cafe, a friend came to my table with her father.
Utterly surreal, absurd and terrifying:
The guy took a nut and choked. Such heartbreaking agony. The ambulance came, the paramedic did his best to help out but guess what: the poor man died on the spot. Absolutely stupefying.
The moral of this?
Give up all meaningless mind games! All procrastination. All inane manipulation. Fuck “later”. Life is utterly frail and unpredictable:
LIVE NOW!…ONE SECOND LATER CAN BE TOO LATE….
2014/10/03 Leave a comment
One must totally die to find what love is. And to go into this question of what is death, what lies beyond death, whether there is reincarnation, whether there is resurrection, you follow, all that, becomes rather meaningless if you don’ t know how to live. If the human being knows how to live in this world without conflict then death has quite a different meaning.
– J Krishnamurti
Without death, no life. Without death, no love. Although we consider It the ultimate Evil, Death may be highest good. The secret door to renewal. I won’t say let’s die now – it may be too harsh on our Ego – I will simply say, let’s renew ourselves…
Neither Heraclitus, Plato or Socrates or whoever great man, can help and guide us through this tremendous undertaking: psychological Death. Each of us is on his own to find out.
Death: the cessation of direction, of memory, of thought, of ideal…
“Are you aware of the significance of your words here?” – he asked.
To die is an act of totality. Even “significance” has to go, if we are to take on this huge challenge.
Man´s worst fear, is the loss of his identity, which equates the loss of his ubiquitous “significance”…Significance – meaning belief, meaning psychological security…Nobody wants to risk and jeopardize the Supreme Sense we have built through Millennia…- the very Idea of who or what we think we are…
We do not therefore fear Death, but – of course – the cessation of our ideas and projections, about what we term as Life and Death…
As long as we take “Love” as an outcome of our all too human projection, we will neither live nor love.
2014/01/16 2 Comments