Animal Noble
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If there was (and is) a tree of knowledge, how vast is the nature of innocence, the realm of not knowing, and even the capacity of refusing knowledge?
Wedding after wedding we may watch brides marching, hearing the recognizable melody announcing their entrance. Decades ago I bought my first Lohengrin recording, and it hit me to learn that Richard Wagner created that melody for Elsa and her saviour. It continues to touch me, how I, and likely many thousands of humans rejoice in…
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Eyelashes, Wigs, Processed Food, Plastic Flowers — Life is a Simulation
One life topic discussed vibrantly these days, is the notion of life being a simulation rather than an experience of the real. Considering how artificial our life is being lived and displayed by many, how relevant is the consideration of life being merely a simulation? I wonder.
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She says she is really detaching herself from earthly pleasures for a bit.
Are earthly pleasures not the very thing which life provides us with so our souls may roam a world in our bodies with joy and curiosity? I wonder.
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I shall incessantly question
and more importantly I shall incessantly embrace
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A Beautiful Mind
I am currently admiring such one. It lives in a body that freezes frames of a simple life — taxidermy, family in the garden, cooking, gentle and subtle singing with guitar, yoga sessions — all simplicity. Such mind can share simple signs only because it is one of deep complexity. Beauty might just be what…
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Spice — of Life/for Life
As part of our evolution, a spice may have been a matter of flavor. Likewise it may have been a matter of health and hygiene. Today, the animal considers one or the other. The animal noble ought to consider both.
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A Philosophy Hour
That is the moment when peasants break bread with refined thinkers. They are all smiles, all hunger, all growing. An open table, buffet style — feasting that they are. All animals All noble
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Memories and the Forgotten
Memory and the inability to recall, both are there as a shield. They are a protection system. Yet, what is there to do when a memory brings sadness?
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If work is a myth
but I experience activities like tasting magnificent food, deep music, poetry, and I cook, compose music and poems, converse, and ask questions, and all this I absorb and express without seeing it as work but rather as life is this just a different myth?
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Love Beholding Hearts do not Break
An eye spots a flowerrecognizes beautyabsorbsheart and mind absorb free of expectations (Why ever expect anything, when the presence of beauty is a gift in itself)One deep lookand all the world is those petalsthe universe that flower Just the sameonce an eye recognizes beauty in a human flowerexpectations arrive deadThe absorption is deepPure joyThe same…
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The non-evolutionary mindset that dares stepping outside the box
When a mind looked to wonder outside of the box 30,000 years ago, and a mind looked to wonder outside of the box last Monday, the respective boxes where different. The realms outside the respective boxes were probably similarly a dare to each mind but with very different dangers at hand. The mind and spirit…
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What is Individual Life…
…what is existence, if one does not spend some moment every day, actively or innocently subconsciously, trying to digest or express something, somewhere, poetically and philosophical essential?
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Love is…
being deeply drawn to what one is — drawn to what surrounds the self.
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Unnoted Music — I
There is a spiritual space, physical space, mental space between the moment understood as the end of a music piece, and the moment in which no notes are left to be intonated. This moment usually bridges the music performance with the reaction of the audience, customarily known as applause. I question the conditions and conditioning…
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rethinking self
perhaps this “self” is a mere catalyst of what I perceive, of how I perceive, of the memories within me, and all that surrounds me It is not an I — rather the compilation second by second of what transpires through me and my relaying it to others and to myself.
Sila Blume 