‘Vagabond’: My garden in cyberspace. Visitors are like wind in the solitude. Something will remain with the note: ‘author unknown.’
Extracts of Existence
‘Vagabond’: My garden in cyberspace. Visitors are like wind in the solitude. Something will remain with the note: ‘author unknown.’
Extracts of Existence
~ Communion with God: if you exist or not, I commune, because I exist.
~ God, let me find life’s common denominator in order to grasp its cosmic rank!
~ God, make natural selection only one of the options, more a dare than a verdict!
~ God, there are so many things in the world. Let me be all of them at once!
~ If there is such a place as infinity then there is such an entity as God.
~ I drank a wine — blood of the universe. … Read More
Often shadows are more interesting than what cast them.
You follow the light, and your shadow, like your imprint, stays behind you. If you look behind, your shadow could tell more about you than the light, which doesn’t care.
Extracts of Existence
Midsummer Night’s Dream — The Kiss 3×4′ ~WM~
“If nobody needs us, we don’t need ourselves”
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From the balcony at night, I saw the neighbours through their lighted windows. The high-rise buildings looked like giant aquariums in which people, like fish, moved with mysterious aims, meaningful only for them. All movements are magic and hypnotic when we sum them up and take away their individual sense; fish in an aquarium, people in their habitats, rotation of the planets … all become unified, static, eternal; Buddhism and relativity in a common embrace.
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Blossoms in the Snow
The desperation of passing instants
The spirits go away . . .
Above: clouds are passing
Below: people pass like ghosts.
When the humans go away, when the ghosts go away, why is it such a parade of sorrow? Perhaps because passing introduces the past to the present and to the inflexible future, as youth introduces old age and old age introduces death.
With ghosts you will not straighten your accounts.
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~ Condition does not change essence, the ship aground will not root to become a tree.
~ There is no such thing as change; some part goes and another comes in its place. The human is like a tree — the leaves come and go and don’t know about each other
~ The problem is physical if you can change it and philosophical if you must change yourself.
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The goal of the creator: join reality where reality joins mystery.
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I dream a world of its own
where things flow like a river
where colors and forms join the stream
shape and shapelessness are one.
Goal is obliterated
beginning is end and life is death
sense and nonsense join hands
because there is nobody to solicit accounts.
Extracts of Existence
Beware of exaggerated love for religion if you are not a prophet; of lust, if you are not Casanova; of life, if you are not a creator.
Extracts of Existence