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

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

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 ?

Smile

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 :))"

q.e.d.

Impreuna...

..pana cand moartea ne va desparti.

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 metrii...nu 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.

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