Saturday, July 30, 2011

Beyond the wheel

"Time does not free you of karma.
That is a misperception, that if you only spend enough time, eventually you can become free of karma.
Karma renews itself and repeats itself.
The only thing that can free you of karma is the arising of Presence.
At any point in the wheel of karma, Presence can come in.
It can happen to a criminal in prison, condemned to death.
It can happen to somebody who’s never heard of anything spiritual.
It can happen to somebody who’s been meditating for thirty years."

- Eckhart Tolle

Sunday, July 24, 2011

The Fire and the Rose are ONE

" And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
When the tongues of flame are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one. "

- T.S. Eliot

Saturday, July 23, 2011

On my way

For many years i had the feeling that "i'm like a bird, i don't know where my home is..." and tried to make the whole earth "my home"
But today i realized that "my home is my heart"
Indeed, i have been living in my mind for so long time...Time to go back home!

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Magic

Yesterday, I had the longest ever dream,
That the world was endless with possibilities.
It had me thinking, one should never forget
That there are wonders, we haven’t seen yet.

Seize a chance, follow a dream.
Be yourself, don’t plan and scheme.
For what we do, won’t matter that much.
Puzzles and wonders, mysteries and such.


So calculate and analyze.
My head is spinning from all of those lies.
It had me fooled, a logical mess.
In a time of facts, figures and distress.

Seize a chance, follow a dream.
Be yourself, don’t plan and scheme.
For what we do, won’t matter that much.
Puzzles and wonders, mysteries and such.

W.O.R.L.D. is full of M.A.G.I.C.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Here it is

Here is your crown
And your seal and rings;
And here is your love
For all things.

Here is your cart,
And your cardboard and piss;
And here is your love
For all of this.

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And my love, Goodbye.

Here is your wine,
And your drunken fall;
And here is your love.
Your love for it all.

Here is your sickness.
Your bed and your pan;
And here is your love
For the woman, the man.

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And, my love, Goodbye.

And here is the night,
The night has begun;
And here is your death
In the heart of your son.

And here is the dawn,
(Until death do us part);
And here is your death,
In your daughter’s heart.

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And, my love, Goodbye.

And here you are hurried,
And here you are gone;
And here is the love,
That it’s all built upon.

Here is your cross,
Your nails and your hill;
And here is your love,
That lists where it will

May everyone live,
And may everyone die.
Hello, my love,
And my love, Goodbye.



(Leonard Cohen)

Don't think of me

so you're with her
not with me
I hope she's sweet
and so pretty
I hear she cooks delightfully
a little angel beside you

so you're with her
not with me
oh how lucky
one man can be
I hear your house is smart and clean
oh how lovely with your homecoming queen
oh how lovely it must be

when you see her sweet smile baby
don't think of me
and when she lays in your warm arms
don't think of me

so you're with her
not with me
I know she spreads sweet honey
in fact your best friend I heard he spent
last night with her
now how do you feel, how do you feel?

when you see her sweet smile baby
don't think of me
and when she lays in your warm arms
don't think of me
and it's too late
and it's too bad
don't think of me
and it's too late
and it's too bad
don't think of me

does it bother you now all the mess I made
does it bother you now, the clothes you told me not to wear
does it bother you now all the angry games we played
does it bother you now when im not the-re

when you see her sweet smile baby
don't think of me
and when she lays in your warm arms
don't think of me
and it's too late
and it's too bad
don't think of me
and it's too late
and it's too bad
don't think of me...

(Dido)

See you when you're 40

I've driven round in circles for three hours
It was bound to happen that I'd end up at your
I temporarily forgot there's better days to come
I thought that I would give it just one more chance

Cos' I want, tonight, what I've been waiting for
But I found, tonight, what I'd been warned about

You think that you are complicated, deep mystery to all
Well it's taken me a while to see, you're not so special
All energy no meaning, with a lot of words
So paper thin that one real feeling, could knock you down

And I've seen, tonight, what I'd been warned about
I'm gonna leave, tonight, before I change my mind

So see me when your 40, lost and all alone
being comforted by strangers you'll never need to know
not sad because you lost me
but sad because you thought it was cool to be sad

You think misery will make you stand apart from the crowd
well if you had walked past me today I wouldn't have picked you out
I wouldn't have picked you out

now I've seen, tonight, how I could waste my time
and I'll be on my way, and I won't be back
cos I've seen, tonight, what I've been warned about
your just a boy, not a man, and I'm not coming back

(Dido)

Waiting for a miracle

Baby, I've been waiting,
I've been waiting night and day.
I didn't see the time,
I waited half my life away.
There were lots of invitations
and I know you sent me some,
but I was waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.
I know you really loved me.
but, you see, my hands were tied.
I know it must have hurt you,
it must have hurt your pride
to have to stand beneath my window
with your bugle and your drum,
and me I'm up there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Ah I don't believe you'd like it,
You wouldn't like it here.
There ain't no entertainment
and the judgements are severe.
The Maestro says it's Mozart
but it sounds like bubble gum
when you're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do.
I haven't been this happy
since the end of World War II.

Nothing left to do
when you know that you've been taken.
Nothing left to do
when you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
when you've got to go on waiting
waiting for the miracle to come.

I dreamed about you, baby.
It was just the other night.
Most of you was naked
Ah but some of you was light.
The sands of time were falling
from your fingers and your thumb,
and you were waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come

Ah baby, let's get married,
we've been alone too long.
Let's be alone together.
Let's see if we're that strong.
Yeah let's do something crazy,
something absolutely wrong
while we're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Nothing left to do ...

When you've fallen on the highway
and you're lying in the rain,
and they ask you how you're doing
of course you'll say you can't complain --
If you're squeezed for information,
that's when you've got to play it dumb:
You just say you're out there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

It's only fear

Pretty, pretty on the fence,
In your pretty moment of innocence,
You do not see that I see inside,
The quiet heart you're trying to hide.

Don't hold your head too high,
Don't be afraid to cry,
Because you know my dear, it's only fear, it's only fear,
Yes my dear,
Do you hear,
It's only fear, only fear, it's only fear,
Yes it's only fear, only fear, it's only fear,
Keeps you locked in here.


Now you may believe you are so bright,
And you may not see how they confine your sight,
And maybe you wake up late at night,
Wondering why you feel so tired,
Well my dear, let me tell you now,
Do you hear,
It's only fear, only fear, it's only fear,
Yes it's only fear, only fear, it's only fear,
Yes it's only fear, only fear, it's only fear,
That keeps you locked in here.

If you understand life

You need a reality check.

- Paulo Coelho

My angel says

"start moving, so I can start blessing".


- Paulo Coelho