The Rain Song , Jimmy Page & Robert Plant

Mussorgsky ,Night On Bald Mountain

each moment is bardo

each moment is bardo
light coming
out of darkness
and going in

each moment is bardo
walking through
time with you, with
joy and with pain

each moment is bardo
for the purified
soul and heart
it is useless to fight

each moment is bardo
with an embrace
of loss and richness
the circle unwinds

each moment is bardo
to accept means nothing,
it is blind arrogance:
there is no choice

each moment is bardo
we live
and we die
when you hold my hand

with you and all
in this flow, this
withholding of time:
each moment is bardo

weight

i was told yesterday i am traditional

and closed. a friend i told laughed

and giggled for minutes.

it felt as if she was taking a

weight off me.

i maybe impulsive and at times

childish: i will admit.

but this is a different matter.

the room of pain

a bird came in,
the window open,
it circled
hitting its head

all time the
window stayed open
the bird could not
find the way out

circling and falling
in the room of pain
until i took it
in a piece of cloth

and made it fly
outside, i let it go.
pain is loss
loss of freedom

pain is no way out,
pain is blindness,
in each room of pain
a window is open


..a hangover or a head hitting walls?
just all the same..

Marc Wittman, Felt Time

“Consciousness is tied to corporeality and temporality: I experience myself as existing with a body over time.”

"Presence means becoming aware of a physical and psychic self that is temporally extended. To be self-conscious is to recognize oneself as something that persists through time and is embodied."

"Through mindfulness and emotional control, the tempo of life that we experience can be reduced, and we can regain time for ourselves and others."

"On the phenomenal level, consciousness — and the self-consciousness deriving from it — is distinguished by spatial and temporal presence. Consciousness is tied to corporeality and temporality: I experience myself as existing with a body over time."

and of course, of course:

"Thus, impulsive people display greater temporal myopia."

and citing Henry Miller:

"On how one orients himself to the moment, depends the failure or fruitfulness of it.”

out of "Felt Time:The Psychology of how we perceive Time" by Marc Wittman.

link: Felt Time  (brainpickings.org)

This article reminds me very much of Israel Rosenfield: 

"The Stránge , Familiar and Forgotten; An Anatomy of Consciousness".

link: Israel Rosenfield (brainpickimgs.org)
i read the book several times...
quote:
"My memory emerges from the relation between my body (more specifically, my bodily sensation at a given moment) and my brain’s “image” of my body (an unconscious activity in which the brain creates a constantly changing generalized idea of the body by relating the changes in bodily sensations from moment to moment.) It is this relation that creates a sense of self; over time, my body’s relation to its surroundings becomes even more complex, and, with it, the nature of myself and of my memories of it deepen and widen, too. "

And the article on Felt Time shows me that i just am no good at any emotional intelligence.

i am more impulsive than patient. Though i THOUGHT i had never been 

so patient for so long. i loathe waiting, i hate being in a state like  a bird which 

gets disorientated in a room flying against windows and getting stuck in curtains.

It is painful to hit one's head and not see it coming...

Bob Dylan ,Sooner Or Later One Of Us Must Know

in this winter

in this winter
i carry darkness, tears,
pestilence, rats
and cockroaches

i carry war, despair,
all untold  fear,
blackened mirrors,
abscesses, an echo

terrorizing me
as i don't know
from where it comes
nor why

in this night
i carry all love,
all suffering,
the crucifix of the blind,

in this winter
i carry firewood
and coal
to the holy grail

offering my soul
to heaven
i carry senseless burden,
i ask my Lord, my Lady

to release me,
take my load
to the river
and give me ease

give me peace
i cannot give,
give me shelter
or let me die.

Pink Floyd , Another Brick In The Wall (HQ)

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Peter Gabriel, Shock The Monkey

what a shit song, but. as mentioned, why should i care

Patti Smith , Trampin'

The Rolling Stones - (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction (Official Lyric Video)

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The Rolling Stones - Paint It, Black (Official Lyric Video)

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to a lady i loved

you always knew
you cannot feel,
you wanted to be out,
not with me

you defined rules,
borders, conditions
and i will not
take them anymore

i see no future
in control nor
in obsession
with guilt

i see no sense
in not creating
and i see no sense
in creating

i see no sense
in flow
but i'd enjoy
if it was there

either i feel
or i don't,
feeling has
been undone.

patience is waiting
and waiting is
not a way to be,
and now i am.

as said, drunk and stoned...

The Rolling Stones ,You Can't Always Get What You Want (Live) - OFFICIAL

The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil (Live) - OFFICIAL

o i am not sorry, the devil in its true being means a part of ourselves

which is inside as much as outside and i still enjoy the taste

of this song, if it must be it is ok, i can embrace devils

and i can throw them out of paradise , not a problem,

i forgot paradise

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