What happens to the tree is not by its own doing. What happens to the garden is not by its own doing. Nature receives with serenity the influence of Laws. Why resist the immutable? Human mind is a different kind of weather. It has its own gravitational field, like a black hole. It pulls to … Continue reading Influence
“I fell in love.” “With whom? Do I know him?” “I don't know. Possibly. You meet him every day, everywhere.” “Then I surely know him.” “He is The Beautiful Human. He appears with different faces, different personalities. He lives in all social conditions, either professing or doing the blue collar work. Do you know him? … Continue reading The Beautiful One ~ do you know him?
Architecture of Experience It starts with space. A point. I am. A circle. A new world. Two circles intersected. A simple scape: sky, above, sea, the intersection part and earth, below. Three circles. A pyramid. A simple object. It might become a tree, a mountain or a boat. Introducing colors. Turquoise and blue for the … Continue reading Architecture of Experience
“I see you. You are light, just like I am, but a different quality. A quality that cannot be spoken of, only experienced. How does the world look through your eyes? How does this moment’s light reflect on your crystalline core? What elements of the world make you shine brighter? What does your iridescence trying … Continue reading Alternative Interaction ~ a song about a possible gentle kind of human interaction
“I am willing” said my mind. Suddenly, all walls tumbled and fall. “I am willing to sit in Your fire, I am willing to fly by Your desire, I am willing to play Your songs I am willing to dance Your music.” “What feels best?” You ask Waking up knowing You Stretching and saying “Good … Continue reading Pearl of the Sea ~ a morning song
I Spirit Soul draw myself a life with I Human pencil. I Human, powered by I Spirit, break the dark Nothing with the spark of a new idea. All I Human must do is stand still, go where I feel the nudge, when I feel the nudge, do what feels right. At times, I might … Continue reading I Spirit I Human
Something changed.Only fresh aliveness is satisfying. Desires became sweet childish dreams. Life, here and now, like a whitefire mountain spring Spewing light, colors, sounds, objects, people On the blank canvas of my mind. Life alone succeds in clenching my thirst. Just loneliness, at times ... The price of freedom. There is always something new to … Continue reading Whitefire Water, a poem