to look into the movement of water, it
is to see the deep core of impermanence and at the same time to feel the continuity of change and flow. it makes me dizzy at times..
a witness.
today, cemetery, Porto
Friday, August 21, 2015
Thursday, August 20, 2015
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Diário de serenidade
it doesn't matter what i do as long as i don't want to do something.
i could sleep now...
Cuidado: buying no trousers
i tried to buy trousers here in El Corte Inglés.
no. minimum length all 34, i don't like to walk on but in them. need 32.
orange juice, stopped thinking, no plans now.
i see various people walking across.
fat women carrying their belly proudly in front of them, walking upright with a smile. i see a slim one, bent over, no strength left, her head wobbling towards her chest with each step. i see men with a gait as if they would use nappies, tight arsed and vane.
i notice i am still very tired.
so, i have written enough.
next to me a portuguese chat between friends, coffees on the table.
it is still relaxing to understand only few singled out words. no stories. i am resting.
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