I don’t know if you have ever tried to awake a teenager. It is not easy and it is not pretty. He wants to keep dreaming, he does not want to be awake and responsible for his thoughts. He wants to keep frolicking in fantasy land. He does not easily let himself be conviced that … Continue reading Good morning, Universal Being!
Here and now In the gap apparently empty of serenity Full with the pure light of universal geometry “To be” has no opposite. Perfection of creation is. Awake in consciousness of spiritual seeing Or asleep, caught in oniric tentacles of the two worlds, Oscillating between nightmare and fantasy, Universal Being is. Never made Never un-made … Continue reading “To be” has no opposite ~ Universal Being Is
From Wheel With a Single Spoke and other poems, by Nichita Stanescu Translated from Romanian by Sean Cotter
Beeing flower. Stop domino's reactionary chain. Andreea Garden, June 2017
Like fish in a river We flow towards the Ocean. Missing the Ocean, Madly believing Ocean must be upstream, We fight and resist the flow. We argue and protest each other Regarding the relative upstream direction of our common journey. "Let go and add yourself to the Flow, lover." "But it's madness to leave the … Continue reading Only fresh Unknown is home of lovers