I simplify
Simplify
Simplify.
I take off
Clothes
Thoughts
Skins
Muscles
Bones
…
Only the heart
Is left.
I take it
To pieces
And see
Nothing
But you,
Love.
@ 2007-06-30 – 19:19:24
I simplify
Simplify
Simplify.
I take off
Clothes
Thoughts
@ 2007-06-30 – 18:24:46
I was tagged by Ozzzy.
7 facts about me:
RULES:
In blog.....
Write 7 random facts about self
Tag 7 others and list their names
Tell tagged they're tagged & to read your blog
Write rules of game
@ 2007-06-29 – 14:43:19
This morning my soul wanted
To fly away as a naughty bird
Higher and higher and higher.
I got scared
That she will leave my body
Lifeless
On the road
And I did my best to stop her.
If I knew how to call her back …
I would sit comfortably somewhere
And send it to you.
Still, to be in your thoughts
Is enough.
@ 2007-06-29 – 06:33:18
I am greedy,
Very greedy.
I want more and more -
More of your eyes
More of your hands@ 2007-06-28 – 17:23:03
Yesterday I watched 20 years old movie based on Charles Bukowski book and you may say … life - Barfly. - http://imdb.com/title/tt0092618/plotsummary
Nice movie, but it made me ask myself again the question “why people drink”? Wasn’t there another way at that time? Is there another way now? Or now people don’t drink so much? No, in my country people do drink much. Some say that there is nothing more interesting to do in town. Other say something else … as Bukowski himself:
The suicide kid
went to the worst of bars
hoping to get
killed.
but all I could do was to
get drunk
again.
worse, the bar patrons even
ended up
liking me.
there I was trying to get
pushed over the dark
edge
and I ended up with
free drinks
while somewhere else
some poor
son-of-a-bitch was in a hospital
bed,
tubes sticking out all over
him
as he fought like hell
to live.
nobody would help me
die as
the drinks kept
coming,
as the next day
waited for me
with its steel clamps,
its stinking
anonymity,
its incogitant
attitude.
death doesn't always
come running
when you call
it,
not even if you
call it
from a shining
castle
or from an ocean liner
or from the best bar
on earth (or the
worst).
such impertinence
only makes the gods
hesitate and
delay.
ask me: I'm
72.
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16975
There is another interesting there - so you want to be a writer?:
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16549
@ 2007-06-27 – 15:46:20
It's from a poem of one of my favourite poets - Rabindranath Tagore.
I have a book in English with a collection of prose translations made by the author from the original bengali. The book is called:'"Gitanjali""
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My song has put off her adornments. She has no pride of dress and decoration. Ornaments would mar our union; they would come between thee and me; their jingling would drown thy whispers.
My poet’s vanity dies in shame before thy sight. O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.
@ 2007-06-27 – 10:24:56
I want to be small, small, and so small -
To be able to fit in the iris blossom
To step barefooted on the petals
To enter the temple where
His hearth is …
So our both hearts will beat in rhythm
I will feel dizzy from the scent
And I will stay there
Forever and ever,
or ….
At least till the moment
Of the flower fade. ![]()
Just a few words about me – I am not going to write long texts here as English is not my native language and I am afraid I will sound silly. The sentences I am posting up to now /I don’t call them poems/ are just sentences came into my mind from …. nowhere and I just like to write them down. I have had a blog in my native language for al least a year and I wrote a lot there. At the moment I am a bit pissed off it and some posts still may appear here, … I just don’t know yet. For now I think to translate in English my favorite sentences-poems and that’s it. May be they will speak for me better than pages and pages of words and words and words
@ 2007-06-26 – 09:47:12
The Guide for the Beginner Meditators
10. Once in the middle of nightly Malavi Lake one guy said to African old men:
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7. Don’t be afraid to stay alone with yourself, you don’t bite. 48. The Path leads to nowhere. Just don’t go astray. 49. As a rule, meditators love to teach each other the meaning of life. 50. Next time you should be pickier when choosing your birth nationality. 51. You cannot save anyone. You can save yourself. 52. a Sage said, in food there is truth. 53. Prepare carefully for your meeting with Belly-God. Many found enlightenment this way. 54. If you cannot follow this guide, don’t. 55. After you wake up, don’t rush to get out of bed. There is nowhere to go. 56. a seeker asked, «Can I reach nirvana by reciting mantras and fasting?» «You can, but it won’t speed up reaching nirvana,» said the Sage. 57. When a seeker is sitting in a solemn meditation position, the seeker is usually pretending. 58. To fight one’s thoughts is to act like the fool who decided to stop pooping for the sake of neatness and hygiene. He didn’t poop for a day, for two days. Then naturally he couldn’t hold it any more, but he kept telling everyone that he doesn’t poop. 59. You are allowed to do only what you want to do. Not wanting to do anything is a true sign of deepened awareness of the world. 60. Fear the meditators who want to hang their problems on you. There are no problems. Problems are illusions. Don’t fear. 61. While listening carefully to other seekers’ advice, never spend your energy on following through. 62. No one knows anything, except for those who know, but those who know don’t even want to know.63. Singing and dancing are good for a meditator. You don’t have to know how to sing and dance. 64. The only thing that I can offer you is to be free. 65. If the meditation position is bothering the meditator, why the hell is he calling this a meditation? 66. If you want to quarrel with another spiritual seeker, lend him money. 67. a disciple wanted to approach the Master and ask him, «What should I do?» But he felt lazy and
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/there are more to be translated/
@ 2007-06-26 – 07:16:33
I feel sleepy.
I will go to the horizon
Will cover in clouds
And let the sun
Keep an eye on my sleep.
The stars will wake me up
And take me to visit
Their friends
At the other side of the Space.
Heavens music will play
And we will dance,
Me and my star-friends,
At the other side of the Space.
I will come back … temporarily
In order to tell you
For the star-dance there
At the other side of the Space.
@ 2007-06-25 – 14:19:18
Imagine that
Every day is
A pure white sheet for you
And every day is
A pure white sheet for him.
Imagine that
Every time you meet
You draw a picture
Together.
Imagine both your hands
Holding the brush
Doesn’t twitch
Even for a moment
In hesitation
Where to go.
Imagine.
@ 2007-06-25 – 02:16:01
I will build a temple
Of our love.
We will tiptoe in
Naked,
But we will leave
The caresses out.
We will look only
Into our eyes,
The three eyes,
And we will listen to
The songs
Of the heavens spheres.
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