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Friday, December 25, 2009

Innocence

That,
which is *thinking* me,
is violent and (wo) man-made.
It longs for everything and always more.

That,
which is *breathing* me,
is peaceful and natural.
It longs for nothing, but just wants to be.


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___________Merry Christmas____________
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Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Inspired by Anna

This pic was inspired by Anna from the book *Mister God, This Is Anna*

Monday, December 14, 2009

I am looking for Mister God with his/her eyes.
So maybe I get a little bit closer to him/her by looking into some *other* eyes.

As soon as my *imagination* of the other comes in,
the original innocence of looking (without interpretation) is lost.


So, 
what do you *see* in medea 
as an early birdie?? ;-)

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Lovely words from Tianshi

 [quote Tianshi]

What you can see is not me
What you can feel is not me
What you can touch is not me

Can you see the invisible me?
Can you feel the formless me?
Can you touch the empty me?

[unquote Tianshi]

Her lovely words made me come to this:

Outside of YOUR *awareness* of me...
Beyond MY *awareness* of me...
I don't remain...
I AM.