Jaimeo Brown Transcendence , For Mama Lucy (Official video)

Jaimeo Brown Transcendence , Be So Glad (Official video)

more nice noise....finding all this music today i feel walking through
it...

I Dormienti , Brian Eno

Billy Joel ,Just The Way You Are

tracy chapman ,give me one reason (lyrics)

John Zorn ,Shaolin Spirit

On Giving, Khalil Gibran

On Giving
 Kahlil Gibran

You give but little when you give of your possessions.
It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
For what are your possessions but things you keep and guard for fear you may need them tomorrow?
And tomorrow, what shall tomorrow bring to the overprudent dog burying bones in the trackless sand as he follows the pilgrims to the holy city?
And what is fear of need but need itself?
Is not dread of thirst when your well is full, the thirst that is unquenchable?

There are those who give little of the much which they have--and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire makes their gifts unwholesome.
And there are those who have little and give it all.
These are the believers in life and the bounty of life, and their coffer is never empty.
There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward.
And there are those who give with pain, and that pain is their baptism.
And there are those who give and know not pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue;
They give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into space.
Through the hands of such as these God speaks, and from behind their eyes He smiles upon the earth.

It is well to give when asked, but it is better to give unasked, through understanding;
And to the open-handed the search for one who shall receive is joy greater than giving.
And is there aught you would withhold?
All you have shall some day be given;
Therefore give now, that the season of giving may be yours and not your inheritors'.

You often say, "I would give, but only to the deserving."
The trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pasture.
They give that they may live, for to withhold is to perish.
Surely he who is worthy to receive his days and his nights, is worthy of all else from you.
And he who has deserved to drink from the ocean of life deserves to fill his cup from your little stream.
And what desert greater shall there be, than that which lies in the courage and the confidence, nay the charity, of receiving?
And who are you that men should rend their bosom and unveil their pride, that you may see their worth naked and their pride unabashed?
See first that you yourself deserve to be a giver, and an instrument of giving.
For in truth it is life that gives unto life while you, who deem yourself a giver, are but a witness.

And you receivers... and you are all receivers... assume no weight of gratitude, lest you lay a yoke upon yourself and upon him who gives.
Rather rise together with the giver on his gifts as on wings;
For to be overmindful of your debt, is to doubt his generosity who has the freehearted earth for mother, and God for father.

On Time, Khalil Gibran

On Time

      And an astronomer said, "Master, what of Time?" 

      And he answered: 
      You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable. 
      You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons. 
      Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing. 
      Yet the timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness, 
      And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream. 
      And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space. 
      Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless? 
      And yet who does not feel that very love, though boundless, encompassed within the centre of his being, and moving not form love thought to love thought, nor from love deeds to other love deeds? 
      And is not time even as love is, undivided and placeless? 
      But if in you thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons, 
      And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing. 

Alice, we are breathing, July 2016

July 2016, breathing


with each breath in
i breathe you
and you me.
we breathe

we breathe the scent
of Genghis' steppes,
her ashes ,1431,
Jeanne d'Arc,

sand from the deserts,
thousands of years,
we breathe all
who died

and we breath
all alive,
we breathe dust
of long dead stars

we are a link
in a long chain,
we recycle
all beings

and all
recycle us
dead or alive
in this together

aware of
molecules of you
through the noise
of mind and past:

i talk to you-
please
breathe in my ear
and sleep

tonight.
tomorrow
we will walk,
be silent and talk.

I Am a Rock, Paul Simon

of course...no one is a rock..




A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

self-protection, quotes rom lionsroar

quotes from: http://www.lionsroar.com/the-4-noble-truths-of-emotional-suffering/?utm_source=Lion%27s+Roar+Newsletter&utm_campaign=21e4659219-LR_Weekend_Read_July_21_20167_21_2016&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_1988ee44b2-21e4659219-22284457&goal=0_1988ee44b2-21e4659219-22284457&mc_cid=21e4659219&mc_eid=83cbb78504

"Many of us recognize that our emotions are out of control—or in control of us. We long for close, intimate relationships with others, but our feelings are often so overpowering that we can’t find the way to open up to others and relate to their experience.

Because we are so focused on how we feel, we may become self-protective and defensive, constantly worried that others will hurt or take advantage of us. These feelings of self-protection can be part of an ongoing emotional cycle, feeding even stronger emotional reactions that cause chaos in our minds and in our interpersonal relationships."

...

"We suffer because we continually choose to identify with and focus on how we feel. But identifying with our emotions is like throwing fuel on a fire. "
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emotions speak through the body, thoughts speak in words.
we cannot live without emotions, body, thought and probably not
without words forever.

in a love relationship with myself or with for me a woman,
to see me and to see her i need to take a distance to my feeling and emotions 
in between.
it is not about control nor about negation, it is about the 
transformation and opening of self, about giving way to life
and space.

we can love another one only when we are ready to love ourselves
and when we are open to be loved, to let love happen and flow freely.

this is all.
and somehow so often so very much difficult.

i walk through my days in good and in bad.
i persist as much as i can in my own way,
a way in which i try to find and give the heart
of life as pure as i can.

i am a western educated man with an identity 
which is a different one as when i would have had my
childhood in Tibet. 

for my consciousness i had to stand against concepts
foreign to the soul, follow rules  which i wanted to break and broke,
question and analyze and deconstruct everything i heard, saw and read,
all what was "put" into me.
it formed and forms along the experience of life in this society, of my body,
my emotions, longing and frustration. it changed and changes
with continuous narration and invention of a self and even lies to myself,
it is nothing fixed nor is it transparent. 
and it babbles a lot, often it is hard to see through the noise.

i learned to follow true feeling and see it as right,
and i see it also as right to relax and  change perspective.

i cannot deny my needs forever and i can.
i cannot deny that i have a child in me
who wants to be loved, looks for protection, warmth
and welcome and embrace-and i can.
i cannot deny that i am a man in love and i can.
i can: for love or more so because of it.

so, these are two 'matters'.
one is to take a distance to self to see the other.
one is that without love all looks pale and meaningless.

Yannis Varveris ,Una vela

e.e. cummings, quote, "to be nobody but yourself"

To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.

not forbidden fruit

the handbag

when a woman

enters with a flush

on her throat

and a sore chin

maybe

she was intimate

with a hedgehog

or maybe she

had some liquor

or just

cosmetic treatment.

the face too

is private parts,

we shouldn’t ask

but can smile

when she pulls

a hedgehog

out of her

uncompromising

handbag

Genesis ,The Musical Box

circle of days

The River ,Brian Eno & John Cale (The Wrong Way Up)

John Cale & Brian Eno , Lay My Love

Adrift ,Lisa Gerrard

MIriam Makeba ,Ask the Rising Sun

Beethoven: Symphony 9, Op. 125 (Clockwork Orange)

light and space

as there is no beyond
but all is through
and through
true

as there is no later
but all is now
and now
one

as a rainbow
is a rainbow
and not
a word

there is light
without words,
and thought
is shadow

and space
is born
with the inside
of the heart.

life, death
and love
follow
no concept

for a naked
eye
all is
essence

and no song
nor dream
will translate
a kiss.