“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?
Everything is made of minerals and space.
Because reality is like a simulation formed of my perception, a better version of this reality is always possible. Ok. Let’s see. What would be nice to perceive? But wait. Perception is a habit. If I gotten used perceiving a certain thing in a certain way, to perceive it differently … well, it takes some … Continue reading A better version ~ a little automatic writing regarding perception, positive thinking, desire and love engine
Train your eyes to see the empty space. Each day you’ll notice movement of particles, patterns, perhaps. Train your eyes to see any thought as an agglomeration of emptiness particles, almost an object. Each day you’ll notice movement of almost objects, collisions, perhaps. Train your eyes to see your personality as an agglomeration of almost … Continue reading HuMan Eyes ~ a poem of shifting perception
Apply a few drops of “Thank You I love You” elixir onto everything: on all things, on all people, on all thoughts and emotions, on yourself. Take note of changes!
What is life but a succession of moments experienced? What is a moment but pure information? What turns perception into an experience? How can we interpret unbiassedly? Saying “thank you for this, I love information. I am open to take it in fully.” A.Garden Nov. 2017
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A return to innocence. The exquisite place. Where attention reigns. The kind of starry eyed attention, not too sharp, not too soft. Sincere. The spontaneous kind of attention, like the breeze of the sea, invigoratingly refreshed by every blink of the eye. Space itself drowns in that joyous naiveté. The pure simple innocent looking. … Continue reading A return to innocence. The seeing.