Universe of a Bored One

(How not to be bored if over Earth’s Globe
Millions of silent stars shine – Norwid)


His universe is his vital space, his home, his planet, his country, and he is surrounded by infinity which escapes all measure and imagination. Immeasurable empty space between celestial bodies of inconceivable size, mostly turning in their own orbits, and if they happen to meet and collide, it would be a spectacle of unimaginable scope and noise which nobody would see or hear. It’s going on forever. His own planet is so tiny that … Read More

Intuition & Reality?

Me — old and young, rich and poor, wise and fool, loner and social, universal and detached, free and prisoner… Struck blind and deaf, emigrating from myself, I took the pathway to intuition.

I paint, I write, and simultaneously the mystery reveals itself through my invisible partner; there are two of us, as I discovered in my old dream. Apparently, one takes on himself the chains of reality, the second one acts in the domain of the unknown (intuition). Remember that what you create is, in the first place, a … Read More

…Cracow

If the old city of Cracow is bursting with life, the old city of Warsaw, rebuilt from scratch after its total destruction by the Nazis and filled with tourists on a quest for souvenirs, is an unreal souvenir in itself, seemingly detached from the rest of the city. Modern Warsaw absorbs you into its dynamic whirlpool as well as into its vestiges of martyrdom and heroism from WW II.

Beautiful old Cracow is commercialized; so filled with business that it seems to be one big display window. The entire old … Read More

Transformation

Autumn Afternoon, oil on burlap, 23 3/4 x 29 1/2 ~WM~

When you’re young and full of spring you perceive and admire the somber drama of the fall and winter. But when the fall/winter penetrates you, you perceive no beauty but sadness, which through your talent, like Debussy, you transform eventually into a message of beauty with the last vestiges of energy, of the light-life remaining in you.

#83 Autumn Afternoon, excerpt, September-October 2004

Reflections on a Desert Island

— To Whoever Found the Bottle

What better conditions for reflecting on life than on a desert island where nothing besides life remains with you? As nothing is more yours than your life, this alone deserves reflection. Conclusions, decisions start and end with this. Will you give yourself a medal or a yellow card?

Born among millions, entering the parade ranks, hardly noticing it. When you realize you are surrounded by others like you, the game of life starts; you’re no longer the centre of the universe. You’re pushed and … Read More

Rational Thought, Intuition

“Maybe people with the discipline to think more rationally are not as drawn to (the high-IQ) societies as the intellectual eccentrics seem to be.”

Editor of “Oath Journal”

In my opinion, rational thought and the imagination/intuition are not good bedfellows. So, what one wins in rationality may be lost in creativity. Rational thought, disciplinarian as it is, rejects a priori what cannot be explained rationally. Each discoverer, pioneer of new thought, had to overcome at one stage, the fear of the ridiculous.

Everybody probably knows the apparently true anecdote about … Read More

Afghanistan — East is East…

East is East and West is West
and Never the Twain Shall Meet
 (5/24)
If Canadians believed Kipling they wouldn’t parade to celebrate the glory of the Canadian Army in Afghanistan. What kind of business drives them into Central Asia anyway? Immigrants come from East to West mostly to westernize. Are Westerners going East to ‘Easternize’? The USA follows an imperial policy that’s as old as the world. Canada, even as an ally, doesn’t have to loyally follow in all its steps. Do gooders should seek and act where they … Read More

Musing about Evolution

~Evolution: suffering that didn’t kill.

~In evolution there is no progress but adaptation.

~First, words appeared to describe events. Then words became events themselves. Each thing that comes to serve other goals becomes a goal in itself. Is this evolution?

~Evolution: art of adapting to a hell of the non-adapted.

~Evolution sculpts masterpieces in the living flesh of perishable creature.

~The path of evolution is as covered with corpses as the way of revolution.

…synchronicity

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There are basically two kinds of synchronicity: one not accepted by everybody, the second one seemingly proven in labs. The first, accepted by Jung, links synchronicity to premonition. The second one, apparently observed in laboratories, then physical, may represent manifestation of a quantum leap through distance. Apparently when an animal learns something in one laboratory it may be transmitted to other animals at the other end of the world. How can a tendency jump through space? Where/what is the bridge? Why does ‘simili similibus’ attract? As for karma, … Read More