Breathing Curiosity
The common expression tends to name music. This inner pendulum is propelled slowly, steadily, strongly, with intensity. So much that I find the swing much stronger than what the I can account for. Being is a wonder. Especially in conversation. Let us converse The Love Series I —- Astonishment was my first love
Asking a friend with experience and knowledge on fields of investment, where would he suggest a person to focus who has never invested before, he quickly answered: “Invest in yourself” Weeks ago I heard from another friend: “There is no self” I am now left with the further expansion of being, allowing more to be… Continue reading Self
If love is an inherent draw towards All (as I am convinced it is), and a need of joy in belonging, far beyond physicalities may be conceived; if love is merely our inner compass for balance, while guiding us towards All, then it may be said that our duty within self, and towards All is… Continue reading In Conversation
Clubhouse Notes Room: “Which tools are missing in how we activate knowledge?”Moderators: Ni’coel Stark, Deborah ChiDate: June 19 2021 Understand the reason for acquiring knowledge — to be sharedBe creative in sharing knowledge effectivelyPut it on the table, play with it, visibly (e.g. in conversation)
Beauty & Confusion is the new club on Clubhouse — the place for global conversation. https://www.clubhouse.com/club/beauty-confusion
Some say: I do philosophy Some say: I make music Some say: I am music Some say: I am a musician And I am wondering, what does that say of each. Notes taken during the room “The thin line between philosophy and music”, in the club “Opera, Blood, and Tears”, on Clubhouse. May 11 2021
K.: I had a mob after my head S.: You have got a beautiful head
It is boiling within me; it is what sharpens my tongue, ears, memory, vision; it is what propels me to create — daily. Which is the mindset that carries us into deciding where to buy edibles, which to buy, how to prepare them, and how to eat them? Today I will be discussing these views… Continue reading Celebrate, do not Subside (an event on Clubhouse)
I have trust in you, so, touch me.
Born blind, Princess Iolanta lives protected from the outside world, while unaware of her impairment — until love reveals her limitations. Join Sila Blume to discuss incompleteness, and wisdom, based on Peter I. Tchaikovsky’s last opera, on Thursday, March 4 2021, at 4:30 pm EST, in Clubhouse. Please, go to https://www.joinclubhouse.com/event/MzapOQZp Tchaikovsky, Iolanta (Melodiya USSR… Continue reading Blindness, Incompletion, and Wisdom — Tchaikovsky’s Opera “Iolanta” [Event]
a conversation excerpt - 10.3.2020 Beauty aplenty! Everywhere, on every level inanimate and lively still and torrential light and heavy And I always have this urge to dissect and experiment with what I am, with what I witness around me — food, music, thoughts turned words, words turned thoughts Relaying, relating, relationships, conversations All make… Continue reading From Flower to Flower
If we were to chat on a playground, with the hunger of children, the empty swings would gently swing. If we sat on the beach, playfully building, the castle would be gardens. The waves would not dare!!!
Love does not have rules. Love is not rules. Love is Love. Only those who do not know love, define love — like dictionaries. With friendship it is the same. The soul is the soul. Love is love. Both are oblivious to boundaries.
Questions continue to arise, propellers being life, love, condition, spirit, digression, the refined material, the immaterial, the concept of perfection, of climax, no end. Is it not true that the tree, the animal, and man, all ought to be majuscules, like god?
Coffee and Cornbread breakfast, in preparation for a Parsifal day. That was the Richard Wagner week. The New York Metropolitan Opera streamed some of his masterpieces on a daily basis. Today I will be delighting in yesterday’s streaming of Parsifal. Knowing the schedule in advance, has allowed me to prepare each day accordingly, more or… Continue reading When a Day foretells itself in Absence
Silent, Darryl and I sat in front of Justin. At any cigar Lounge I have visited, we often sit in silence. Wherever individuals congregate, silence is crucial. The mind needs it. The soul needs it. But congregating, as well as the presence of inquisitive minds, is never truly about silence. As enjoyable and as needed… Continue reading In Conversation — Either Or
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