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Tag Archives: death
FREEDOM TO OR FREEDOM FROM?
Power aims at Freedom To; finds itself on a collision course with all the other Freedoms To that inhabit gods and men and beast; storm and drought and pestilence; sickness, old age and death. Wisdom aims for Freedom From discovers … Continue reading
ATLAS
It is not Atlas who carries on his shoulders the world with all its teeming life forms, its cities and citizens its poets and fools. It is the breath of life which fans the vital heat each time it cools. … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged Atlas, breath, cities, citizens, death, empty, fools, Gnomonic, Life, poets, vital heat, world
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THE NOTEBOOK AND THE PEN
Register the birth. Now register the death. All unfinished business ends with the breath. Ends. But then again begins as we all come back for more. Even though we long forgot what it is we come back for. Only while … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged birth, brain, breath, death, pain, stop, unfinished business
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FREEDOM TO OR FREEDOM FROM?
Power aims at Freedom To; finds itself on a collision course with all the other Freedoms To that inhabit gods and men and beast; storm and drought and pestilence; sickness, old age and death. Wisdom aims for Freedom From discovers … Continue reading
MINDFULNESS
Watching the flow of middle-earth as all things go from birth to birth. Here, one can know what it’s all worth. An empty tide of rise and fall. Nothing outside is mine at all; nothing inside nor large nor small. … Continue reading
YOGA
Mind moves with the breath which fuels this articulated doll from birth to death. What starts out as routine maintenance for a puppet with entangled strings develops to a share in the dance of the dragon that eternally sings. But, … Continue reading
