amongst the loveliest people i´ve ever met...
i will admit, i made an absolute fool of myself... but the embarrassment was well worth it knowing she´s accompanied me into a land of despair, joy (trite, i know) and beautifulness...
but most of all beautifulness.
leslie, you deserve every good thing that´s waiting for you, and so but so much more.
next time, which i doubt there will be, i hope i can manage to act cooler.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
sound
surreal is what this week (year) could be described as. "if only i could make people as happy as i´m feeling right this instant" is what i thought to myself while arcade fire was in the middle of rebellion.
i guess as we grow, we start making up an almanac of memories filled with melodies, scents, songs, temperatures the wind has rolled against your skin, the type of light the sun gave off on certain days, special spots, streets, texts, tastes... this week was all about opening the almanac.
arcade fire, bachelorette party, airwaves, foals, interpol, and pixies later, sunday came and as i left my apartment to take a walk; the walk, the sky, the cold air, felt so familiar that it all made me smile.
we all have specific songs that produce a certain type of chemistry, somehow they become intertwined in our brain, or in our heart, or somewhere we can´t even name. all of a sudden you´re floating in the middle of a sea of people singing to the same song, same letters, different sounds, different feelings, but essentially same page in that invisible recollection of a place without time or space.
this week was rebellion, spanish sahara, la la love, and caribou.
i have to mention that i touched yannis philippakis shoulder as he was finishing the concert, all this happened after falling in love with his voice, his beard, and his ability to climb metal towers. i know, i´m embarrassing, it´s like a phenomenon, going to a concert or going to a festival, being collectivly anonymous, something coming alive that either transforms people into what they really are or what they would like to be.
this entry is a tribute to some of those songs and bands i´ve had the inmense priveledge to stand in front of.
la la love and caribou are tied.
i guess as we grow, we start making up an almanac of memories filled with melodies, scents, songs, temperatures the wind has rolled against your skin, the type of light the sun gave off on certain days, special spots, streets, texts, tastes... this week was all about opening the almanac.
arcade fire, bachelorette party, airwaves, foals, interpol, and pixies later, sunday came and as i left my apartment to take a walk; the walk, the sky, the cold air, felt so familiar that it all made me smile.
we all have specific songs that produce a certain type of chemistry, somehow they become intertwined in our brain, or in our heart, or somewhere we can´t even name. all of a sudden you´re floating in the middle of a sea of people singing to the same song, same letters, different sounds, different feelings, but essentially same page in that invisible recollection of a place without time or space.
this week was rebellion, spanish sahara, la la love, and caribou.
i have to mention that i touched yannis philippakis shoulder as he was finishing the concert, all this happened after falling in love with his voice, his beard, and his ability to climb metal towers. i know, i´m embarrassing, it´s like a phenomenon, going to a concert or going to a festival, being collectivly anonymous, something coming alive that either transforms people into what they really are or what they would like to be.
this entry is a tribute to some of those songs and bands i´ve had the inmense priveledge to stand in front of.
la la love and caribou are tied.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
amor
love is the only phenomenon that destroys space, distance, and time.
love´s chemistry is waiting to be comprehended. physicists are occupied with space and time, and yet they still haven´t understood that there´s more to existence, where space and time disappear.
maybe science won´t be able to understand it. maybe it´s beyond sciences´ scope. but it isn´t far away from poetry or spirituality. it isn´t far away from meditation. it isn´t far away from each individual who is willing to dissolve itself in it.
science continues to be a distant eco, while love turns into the only reality.
one cannot prove love, one can only experiment it.
osho.
love´s chemistry is waiting to be comprehended. physicists are occupied with space and time, and yet they still haven´t understood that there´s more to existence, where space and time disappear.
maybe science won´t be able to understand it. maybe it´s beyond sciences´ scope. but it isn´t far away from poetry or spirituality. it isn´t far away from meditation. it isn´t far away from each individual who is willing to dissolve itself in it.
science continues to be a distant eco, while love turns into the only reality.
one cannot prove love, one can only experiment it.
osho.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
observing ones mind
one: place your focus on the intervals.
second technique: before desire and before knowledge, how can i say "i am"?
consider it.
melt into beauty.
before desire and before knowledge how can i say "i am".
desire surges: with this desire, the sensation of "i am" arrises.
thought arrises: with each thought the sensation of "i am" comes forth...
before desire and before knowledge, there is no ego.
sit in silence.
a thought surges: you can identify yourself with this thought.
desire surges: you can identify with this desire.
during the process of identity, you become your ego.
so think, in these intervals, there is neither desire, nor knowledge, nor thought, suddenly identity turns into nihilism.
ego can´t surface.
buda used this technique and asked his followers to do one thing: when a thought arrises, perceive it. buda used to say that when thoughts come to our mind, we should just observe the awakening and process of this thought.
book of secrets num. 83
osho.
so of course there´s desire, and of course there´re millons of thoughts that pass every single millisecond through our head, all this means is that "ideas and thoughts are like clouds passing through the sky", and the spaces between the clouds are what should be real, or better said, what is real:
the substance that remains when we take the hazy mist away.
we are what we are, neither our matter nor our being was constructed by what we think, but what we will become.
second technique: before desire and before knowledge, how can i say "i am"?
consider it.
melt into beauty.
before desire and before knowledge how can i say "i am".
desire surges: with this desire, the sensation of "i am" arrises.
thought arrises: with each thought the sensation of "i am" comes forth...
before desire and before knowledge, there is no ego.
sit in silence.
a thought surges: you can identify yourself with this thought.
desire surges: you can identify with this desire.
during the process of identity, you become your ego.
so think, in these intervals, there is neither desire, nor knowledge, nor thought, suddenly identity turns into nihilism.
ego can´t surface.
buda used this technique and asked his followers to do one thing: when a thought arrises, perceive it. buda used to say that when thoughts come to our mind, we should just observe the awakening and process of this thought.
book of secrets num. 83
osho.
so of course there´s desire, and of course there´re millons of thoughts that pass every single millisecond through our head, all this means is that "ideas and thoughts are like clouds passing through the sky", and the spaces between the clouds are what should be real, or better said, what is real:
the substance that remains when we take the hazy mist away.
we are what we are, neither our matter nor our being was constructed by what we think, but what we will become.
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