Love is out of our control

It is for this reason that for years I have avoided defining it, or, at least have refused to see it within the commonly given personified contexts. I can no longer trust societal and human habits of conceptualizing surroundings, and existence, as we succumb to language and communication by the use of single words as… Continue reading Love is out of our control

Music versus Life

I remember very little of my childhood I can’t recall my parents ever touching meneither to caress, nor to punishI did not know anything about lovetenderness, contact, intimacy, warmthOnly through music did I have a chance to show my feelingsSometimes, when I lie awake at nightI wonder wether I have lived at allIs it the… Continue reading Music versus Life

A lesson on choosing lessons

The flower beauty of the catalpa tree is very short-lived. Shiny cherry-like, nut-like buds come to shine, just before the popcorn-like blossoms are popped, exposing within a couple of days the inner side of the previously inwardly folded petals. Once the flower opens up, one can clearly understand by the shape of the petals, why… Continue reading A lesson on choosing lessons

When observing life objectively, there is no urgency

Considering that a boy called Jesus was sent onto our species after a very long time — millions, is said — and two millennia proceeded his birth, already that the prophet Mohamed was revealed around the same timeand that millions of believers for thousands of years are still awaiting the MessiahWhat is the urgency, really?

Two sides of being vane

Dozens over dozens of postings appear around May and June every year, not because they are necessarily posted at this point but because hundreds over hundreds of individuals may be searching for guidance, as they embark on their first tries at making any of those macerated spirits containing green walnuts. And in all these postings,… Continue reading Two sides of being vane

Occurrences in the Self of an auto-portrait

One may utter a long list or a single point, when asked about the essence of the self, or about the naked self, or the projection of self. And, just like in singing and speaking one hears not what the room acoustically gives but rather how one owns body lets one hear, one may ask… Continue reading Occurrences in the Self of an auto-portrait