Life
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Celebration Day — twenty-eight
Each something is a celebration of the nothing that supports it. John Cage (1912-1992), US-American Composer
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of god
I read flight inducing novelsreferences from her story and historyconverse with creative scientistswith devoted believerspartake of fruit juices released by treesof juices of flyers, walkers, swimmersI have struckheld backsmiled and criedhave learnedhave forgottenhave recalledhave lived aplenty, and lives aplentyOneness is all grandmajuscule grand, minuscule grandWill god ever take place?
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You have to believe in yourself…
You have to believe in yourself. If not, change profession. Rodion Shchedrin (*1932) in conversation with Martha Argerich in 2011, during a rehearsal of “Romantic Offering” — double concerto for piano, violoncello, and orchestra — with Argerich (piano), and Mischa Maisky (cello).
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Celebration Day — twenty-seven
Celebration and gratitude have different faces, and a celebration is based on gratitudes. This spontaneous Celebration Day Series idea arose as the mere fruit of finding more and more reasons and results in celebrating the joys of life — that which has been, is, and will somehow perpetuate for as long as it inhabits and…
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Celebration Day — twenty-four
We struggle, and glide in epistemological flights — intellectuals, scientists, creators, muses. Others may choose comfortable hammocks.
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Celebration Day — twenty-three
Today is handwriting day.
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Joy from the Past
When an experience occurs through the palate, a unique physical and spiritual state will arise. It will sensitize memories into references of the present, and transport one back to the past. Subsequently, some otherwise unreachable memories may leave oblivion. After all, what is the organic and biological sense of memory storage, if there are no…
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‘unconditional love’ is a curious term, proclaimed and conceptualized in counseling sessions by many
I simply wonder, can ‘it’ be called love if it is conditional?
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Celebration Day — twenty-one
The Genesis of my peripheral attention is unknown to me. The term has been a familiar one since my childhood but at some point, perhaps through a self inflicted period of auto investigation, after two decades trusting a higher power, I look deeper and wider, breathe deeper and wider, my taste penetrates clearer and wider.…
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Celebration Day — nineteen
Joy. That is, perhaps, the true beginning of hedonism, as Aristippos intended it — a state which is truly there to elevate the spirit. Joy has deep roots, and long, bushy branches. Joy encompasses smiles and tears alike. On a given Wednesday, my daughter crossed the Atlantic to be with my father. He had tears…
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Celebration Day — eighteen
The most common day, the least anticipated moment, the most traveled path, the most reliable space, the very essence of a recurring motion, any security in being, all will likely become a new birth, if experienced with the intention to celebrate. A birthdate may otherwise be a mere compensation for the previous three hundred and…
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peripherally awake
the periphery is ever presenta point of focus can not consume itan intrinsic persuasion to focus, though equally ever presentwill ease the effort to see what we wish to seebut the periphery is ever presentever relevantthe periphery includes the point of focuswhen does focus include the periphery?
Sila Blume 