Friday, July 31, 2009

St. Anthony

You, the one how helps to find the lost, thank you for the miracle.
Please help us keep what was now found.

You keep sleeping.

I'll keep dreaming.

In my secret life

I saw you this morning.
You were moving so fast.
Can't seem to loosen my grip
On the past.
And I miss you so much.
Theres no one in sight.
And we're still making love
In my secret life.

I smile when I'm angry.
I cheat and I lie.
I do what I have to do
To get by.
But I know what is wrong,
And I know what is right.
And I'd die for the truth
In my secret life.

Hold on, hold on, my brother.
My sister, hold on tight.
I finally got my orders.
I'll be marching through the morning,
Marching through the night,
Moving cross the borders
Of my secret life.

Looked through the paper.
Makes you want to cry.
Nobody cares if the people
Live or die.
And the dealer wants you thinking
That it's either black or white.
Thank God it's not that simple
In my secret life.

I bite my lip.
I buy what I'm told:
From the latest hit,
To the wisdom of old.
But I'm always alone.
And my heart is like ice.
And it's crowded and cold
In my secret life.

- Leonard Cohen

The lesson of the trees

"We can learn a lot from trees: they're always grounded but never stop reaching heavenward."

- Everett Mamor

Eternity and a day

And then she said:

"I am a Queen. I am the Queen of my Kingdom.
And my Kingdom is full of joy and sorrow.
There is Sun and there is Rain.
There is the Wind and the Sea.
There are the birds singing in the Secret Garden,
and the Wisdom Flowers blooming in the Springtime.
And there is the white Winter silence and there is also the overwhelming burn of the Summer. There is Silence and there is Word.
There are Thoughts and Ideas.
Ther is the Smile...and also the Tear.

And if you wish to join me, for a Lifetime or just for a month, you will be welcomed, my King."

for Eternity...or for a Day

What Am I ?

I am neither Christian, nor Jew, nor Gabr, nor Moslem.
I am not of the East, nor of the West, nor of the land, nor of the sea;
I am not of Nature's mint, nor of the circling' heavens.
I am not of earth, nor of water, nor of air, nor of fire;
I am not of the spheres, nor of the dust, nor of existence, nor of entity.
I am not of India, nor of China, nor of Romania, nor of Arabia
I am not of the this world, nor of the next, nor of Paradise, nor of Hell
I am not of Adam, nor of Eve, nor of Eden and Rizwan.
My place is the Placeless, my trace is the Traceless ;
'Tis neither body nor soul, for I belong to the soul of the Beloved.

I have put duality away, I have seen that the two worlds are one;
One I seek, One I know, One I see, One I call.
He is the first, He is the last, He is the outward, He is the inward;
I know none other except 'Ya Hu' and 'Ya man Hu.'
I am intoxicated with Love's cup, the two worlds have passed out of my ken;
I have no business save carouse and revelry.
If once in my life I spent a moment without thee,
From that time and from that hour I repent of my life.
If once in this world I win a moment with thee,
I will trample on both worlds, I will dance in triumph for ever.
O Shamsi Tabriz, I am so drunken in this world,
That except of drunkenness and revelry I have no tale to tell."

- Rumi (Love is a Stranger; Divan-e)

Thursday, July 30, 2009

I wish...

...I could understand the language of the birds...


" We have to complete the circle on our own. We have to stabilize our channel with the universe. That takes time,but afterword we are never susceptible to this problem again and we can have a higher relationship. When we connect romantically with another whole person after that,we create a super-person...but it never pulls us from the path of our individual evolution.
We can avoid these encounters by resisting the 'love at first sight'feeling for a while, by learning to have platonic relationships with members of the opposite sex. But remember the process. You must have these relationships only with people who will reveal themselves totally, telling you how and why they are doing what they are doing--just as this would have happened with the opposite sexed parent during an ideal childhood. By understanding who these opposite-sexed friends really are on the inside, one breaks past one's own fantasy projection about that gender, and that releases us to connect again with the universe."

- The Celestine Prophecy

Romantic addiction

" The eighth insight also warns about the addiction to people and explains why power struggles arise in romantic relationships.
When love first happens, the two individuals are giving each other energy unconsciously and both people feel buoyant and elated.That's the incredible high we all call being 'in love'. Unfortunitly, once they expect this feeling to come from the other person,they cut themselves off from the energy in the universe and begin to rely even more on the energy from each other--only now there doesn't seem to be enough and so they stop giving each other energy and fall back into their dramas in an attempt to control eachother's energy their way. At this point the relationship degenerates into the usual power struggle.
The problem starts in our early family. Because of the energy competition there, none of us were able to complete an important psychological process. We weren't able to integrate our opposite sexual side.
The reason we can become addicted to someone of the opposite sex is that we've yet to access this opposite energy ourselves. The mystical energy that we can tap as an inner source is both male and female. We can eventually open up to it,but when we first begin to evolve we have to be careful. The integration process takes some time. If we connect prematurely with a human source for our female or male energy, we block the universal supply."

- The Celestine Prophecy

Control drama

"The sixth insight shows us that in order to stay connected to this unlimited source of energy we have to break a psychological cycle we develop in our childhood of how we manipulate others for energy.This is called a control drama.
The first step in the process of getting clear,for each of us,is to bring our particular control drama into full consciousness.Nothing can proceed until we really look at ourselves and discover what we are doing to manipulate for energy.

Each of us must go back into our past,back into our early family life,and see how this habit was formed.Seeing its inception keeps our way of controlling in consciousness.Remember,most of our family members were operating in control dramas themselves,trying to pull energy out of us as children.This is why we had to form a control drama in the first place.We had to have a strategy to win our energy back.It is always in relation to our family members that we develop our particular dramas.However,once we recognize the energy dynamics in our families,we can go past these control strategies and see what is really happening.

Everyone manipulates for energy either aggressively,directly forcing people to pay attention to them,or passively,playing on people's sympathy or curiosity to gain attention.
A person threatening you would be pulling you into the most aggressive kind of drama,the 'intimidator'.
An interrogator is another kind of drama.People who use this means of gaining energy set up a drama of asking questions and probing into another persons world with the specific purpose of finding something wrong,then criticizing this aspect of the others life.
If,on the other hand,someone tells you all the horrible things that are already happening to them,implying perhaps that you are responsible,and that,if you refuse to help,these horrible things are going to continue,then this person is seeking to control at the most passive level,what's called a 'poor me' drama.
The last control drama is one of 'aloofness'.It is the act of withdrawing to look mysterious and secretive.You tell yourself that you're being cautious but what you're really doing is hoping someone will be pulled into this drama and will try to figure out what's going on with you,in the process,giving you energy."

- The Celestine Prophecy

Recycling energy

"...Everything around us is energy,but each has its own special kind.You have to be open,to connect,to use your sense of appreciation,as in seeing energy fields,but you take this one step further so that you get the sensation of being filled up,a feeling of love.It's not something you make happen,it's something you allow to happen.You have to let go in a sense and let your emotion fill up whatever you are giving energy to (appreciating) and in turn it gives energy back to you in what could be called a recycling of energy."

- The Celestine Prophecy

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Beauty tips

"For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.

For poise, walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.

People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anybody.

Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.

As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman whith passing years only grows!"

- Sam Levenson

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

She does not need you

She prefers the company of wolves and crows
She knows the world nose to nose
She is feral, fierce and unafraid of lightening
She wears a different disguise at every sighting
She can taste you at some distance on the breeze
And with one look release you from your dis-ease
She will shout at you to get you to breathe
For your own sake learn to breathe!

She does not need you x3

She can paint you into or out of your existence
What you call intelligence is merely resistance
She demands that you abandon your defenses
See the world through a brand new pair of lenses
She is warrior, healer, mystic, daughter, mother, lover, sister
She is the magical entrance to this world where we are visitors
She’ll break your heart open and you will howl with joy and wonder
She will then offer your spirit up to the thunder…

She does not need you x3

She would prefer it if you turned off all the lights
Make friends with your shadow in the gathering of twilight
Remove your shoes for the ground you walk on is holy
The ground is as Holy as it is muddy
She is not interested in your opinion
She will never submit to your dominion
But she does invite you to dance until you drop
The old routines that caused you to stop…

She does not need you x3:

We are running out of time
Move your body, change your mind
Plug yourself into the divine
And maybe she will give you a sign
Surrender to the force of her persuasion
Her wildness has a certain contagion
She dares you to cross the vital threshold
Do it now before you are too old

She does not need you x3

- Mark Shepard

Monday, July 27, 2009

I've come to take you with me

even if i must drag you along
but first must steal your heart
then settle you in my soul

i've come as a spring
to lay beside your blossoms
to feel the glory of happiness
and spread your flowers around

i've come to show you off
as the adornment in my house
and elevate you to the heavens
as the prayers of those in love

i've come to take back
the kiss you once stole
either return it with grace
or i must take it by force

you're my life
you're my soul
please be my last prayer
my heart must hold you forever

from the lowly earth
to the high human soul
there are a lot more
than a thousand stages

since i've taken you along
from town to town
no way will i abandon
you halfway down this road

though you're in my hands
though i can throw you around
like a child and a ball
i'll always need to chase after you

- Rumi


Why struggle with Life when It took me to a dance now ?
Yes, it's true, I don't know all the steps and this makes me feel a bit unsecure and afraid, but hey, i close my eyes and i follow the music in my heart...


What is that I am looking for....? What's Life in the end...?
How can I deny the Sorrow when it was so many times here with me ?
And again, how can I deny Happiness when it was in my heart...?

Maybe what i am looking for is the very (in)tangible balance between the two.
Maybe it's like the Rainbow: it cannot be without the Sun nor without the Rain...a Smile and a Tear...

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Say I am You

I am dust particles in sunlight.
I am the round sun.

To the bits of dust I say, Stay.
To the sun, Keep moving.

I am morning mist,
And the breathing of evening.
I am wind in the top of a grove,
And surf on the cliff.

Mast, rudder, helmsman, and keel,
I am also the coral reef they founder on.

I am a tree with a trained parrot in its branches.
Silence, thought, and voice.

The musical air coming through a flute,
A spark of stone, a flickering in metal.
Both candle and the moth crazy around it.
Rose, and the nightingale lost in the fragrance.

I am all orders of being, the circling galaxy,
The evolutionary intelligence, the lift, and the falling away.

What is, and what isn't.

You who know, Jelaluddin,
You the one in all, say who I am.
Say I am you.

- Rumi

Friday, July 17, 2009

Gone to the Unseen

At last you have departed and gone to the Unseen.
What marvelous route did you take from this world?

Beating your wings and feathers,
you broke free from this cage.
Rising up to the sky
you attained the world of the soul.
You were a prized falcon trapped by an Old Woman.
Then you heard the drummer's call
and flew beyond space and time.

As a lovesick nightingale, you flew among the owls.
Then came the scent of the rosegarden
and you flew off to meet the Rose.

The wine of this fleeting world
caused your head to ache.
Finally you joined the tavern of Eternity.
Like an arrow, you sped from the bow
and went straight for the bull's eye of bliss.

This phantom world gave you false signs
But you turned from the illusion
and journeyed to the land of truth.

You are now the Sun -
what need have you for a crown?
You have vanished from this world -
what need have you to tie your robe?

I've heard that you can barely see your soul.
But why look at all? -
yours is now the Soul of Souls!

O heart, what a wonderful bird you are.
Seeking divine heights,
Flapping your wings,
you smashed the pointed spears of your enemy.

The flowers flee from Autumn, but not you -
You are the fearless rose
that grows amidst the freezing wind.

Pouring down like the rain of heaven
you fell upon the rooftop of this world.
Then you ran in every direction
and escaped through the drain spout . . .

Now the words are over
and the pain they bring is gone.
Now you have gone to rest
in the arms of the Beloved.

- Rumi

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Daca as fi

Leapsha asta e la mine acum :))

Deci, daca as fi...

- o lună, as fi luna aprilie.
- un moment al zilei, as fi rasarit.
- un animal, as fi o pisica.
- o directie, as fi inainte.
- o virtute, as fi sinceritate.
- o planeta, as fi Marte.
- un lichid as fi apa.
- o piatra, as fi ochi-de-tigru.
- o persoana istorica, as fi Ioana d'Arc.
- o pasare as fi un vultur.
- o insectă as fi un fluture.
- o floare, as fi mac.
- un tip de vreme, as fi calda.
- un element al vremii, as fi ploaie cu soare .
- o creatură mitologica, as fi dragon.
- o emotie, as fi entuziasm.
- un instrument muzical, as fi pian.
- un sunet, as fi tors de pisica.
- un caracter, as fi '!'.
- un gust, as fi de caramel.
- un miros, as fi a scortisoara.
- o culoare, as fi alb.
- o materie, as fi fizica.
- un desen animat, as fi Pantera Roz.
- o forma, as fi cerc.
- un numar, as fi 9.
- un mijloc de transport, as fi avion.
- un cantec, as fi o doina.
- un film, as fi Fight Club.
- un serial as fi Millenium.
- o carte, as fi Profetul.
- un fel de mancare, as fi paste cu sos pesto.
- un loc, as fi o poiana.
- un oras, as fi Brasov.
- un mod de a merge, as fi ushor.
- un element de imbracaminte, as fi o lenjerie intima.
- un dans, as fi tango.
- un element, as fi Carbon.
- o parte a corpului as fi ochii.
- un motiv, as fi ‘fiindca asa simt’.
- un cuvant as fi ‘idealism’.
- un zgomot, as fi tunet.

Tu ce ai fi ?


and the Universe will smile back to you.

Ma tot intrebam in ultima vreme din ce in ce mai des 'de ce fac vrabiutzele baie in praf?'.
Si imi imaginam tot felul de explicatii care mai de care mai stiintifice, gen, 'pai, in praf, normal, ca au un fel de grasime pe pene si praful actioneaza ca un fel de pudra de talc (sau un fel de shampon uscat, pt cine a auzit de asa ceva) si deci praful absoarbe grasimea aia si ele se curatza si apoi sunt ca noi, scoase din cutie.'

Mda, dar venea si mirarea: 'cum adica, vrabiutzele sunt atat de grase incat le iese grasimea prin pene ??!! wow, asta chiar nu observasem !!!'

Ha ha

Deci, da. Singura explicatie universal valabila si irevocabila ar fi asta: 'vrabiutzele fac baitza in praf pt. ca stiu ca asta ma face sa zambesc :))"


Sunday, July 12, 2009

Advertising death

S-a nascut un nou concept de advertising: pui banner cu mortu' pe bloc. Adica vreau sa zic, pui pe bloc banner cu mortu' (ca si cum ar fi blocu' lu' ma-ta, dar, ma rog, ce nu pot cumpara banii in ziua de azi, nu ???)

Mda, interesant pana unde pot merge ideile astea de publicitate...Dar pun pariu ca nici o minte creativa de la vreo mare agentie nu ar fi fost in stare sa scoata o astfel de propunere. In schimb bunii nostrii co-nationali rromi (sau sa le zic de-acum Indirromi ???) s-au gandit. Si nu numai ca s-au gandit, ba chiar au si pus stralucita idee in aplicare. Mai precis, pe un bloc de pe soseaua Iancului, saptamana trecuta. Au pus un mare banner de vreo 3 pe 4 cu decedata si cu mesajul 'nu te vom uita niciodata' (nici noi, astia care am avut 'sansa' sa vedem kestia asta). Si au bocit-o trei zile si trei nopti. Au bocit-o fara sa vrea si toti locatarii din zona pe o distanta de cateva sute bune de de alta dar la cat de tare era muzica bocitoarelor si la cata puzderie de rude si amici se stranserea la pomana nu era alta cale decat sa iti plangi si tie de mila ca nu poti dormi...
Si pomanageala s-a desfasurat in fata blocului - pai, cum altfel, direct sub banner, normal !!! - pe trotuarul propietate personala a lu' ma-sa si ta-su, bineinteles. Mda. Am trait sa o vad si p-asta.

Si eu care pana acum traisem cu iluzia ca soseaua Iancului e unul din locurile cele mai decente din capitala.
In ce bezna am putut sa traiesc !!!!

Noroc ca m-am luminat acum.

Friday, July 3, 2009

Miau :))

Am descoperit un site cu citate 'pisicesti'.
Mai jos sunt cateva dintre ele; cele care mi-au placut mie cel mai mult :)

"There are two means of refuge from the misery of life - music and cats." - Albert Schweitzer

"As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat." - Ellen Perry Berkeley

"I have noticed that what cats most appreciate in a human being is not the ability to produce food which they take for granted--but his or her entertainment value." - Geoffrey Household

"When I play with my cat, how do I know that she is not passing time with me rather than I with her?" - Montaigne

"A dog will flatter you but you have to flatter the cat." - George Mikes

"Cats always know whether people like or dislike them. They do not always care enough to do anything about it." - Winifred Carriere

"The mathematical probability of a common cat doing exactly as it pleases is the one scientific absolute in the world. - Lynn M. Osband

" Cats know how to obtain food without labor, shelter without confinement, and love without penalties." - W. L. George

"A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not." - Ernest Hemingway

"Of all animals, the cat alone attains to the comtemplative life. She regards the wheel of existence from without, like the Buddha." - Andrew Lang

"I put down my book, The Meaning of Zen, and see the cat smiling into her fur as she delicately combs it with her rough pink tongue. Cat, I would lend you this book to study but it appears you have already read it. She looks up and gives me her full gaze. Don't be ridiculous, she purrs, I wrote it. - from "Miao" by Dilys Laing

"The phrase "domestic cat" is an oxymoron." - George F. Will

"The cat is domestic only as far as suits its own ends..." - Saki (H. H. Munro)

"Her function is to sit and be admired." - Georgina Strickland Gates

"I believe cats to be spirits come to earth. A cat, I am sure, could walk on a cloud without coming through." - Jules Verne

"You can not look at a sleeping cat and feel tense." - Jane Pauley