Life
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Deliciousness makes us human
Once upon a time we ate raw, then we cooked. Later on we began adding herbs, spices, parts of flowers, seeds, and other tiny parts of nature to our food. Our palate and our knowledge expanded as a result. It is this expansion and refinement on basic products that made us the demanding and complex…
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Life as Concept (a Clubhouse event)
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There is a very thin line between music and philosophy
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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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The meaning of Life
The meaning of life might well be, increasingly to understand, while ever appreciating it as mystery.
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on beING
delight in the suneat carefullyavoid fatigue and worry
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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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Questions
— one of the greatest abilities in human life. The urge to question is a profound gift.
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Personal Lexicon: Hunger
Wikipedia says: State in which a person, for a sustained period, is unable to eat sufficient food to meet basic nutritional needs I say it is a smile that gently surfaces when one contemplates life, and feels inspired to maintain it, not for survival but for inner and outer beauty.
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to bow
humbly magnificent
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I have been told of Life, Love, Soul, Death
Which of them is driving the passion that shakes me repeatedly?
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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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Killing the Conditional
Why call it real?Why real leatherReal FlowersReal LifeLoveFriendshipBeautyWhy the thought of the unconditional, at all?I am dissecting my personal lexiconKeep sortingEscapingIgnoring perfection tonalities, hence imperfect ones
