Posted in God, Hermeticism, Life, Literature, Love, Philosophy, Poetry, Words, tagged approach, one, symbolism, symbols on May 15, 2008 | 3 Comments »
The air I’m breathing is something else
The ground I’m walking on is something else
The time I’m going through is something else
The love I feel is something else
All of these are forms, all an approach to one
– Niebla ( © 2008 )
Written for Totally Optional Prompts, Symbolic Poetry.
Posted in Blabla, Hermeticism, Life, Literature, Philosophy, Poetry, Syncretism, World, tagged identity, individual, numberless, timeless on January 26, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Ours
is
yours and
mine, and we
are numberless and
individual and timeless.
– Niebla (© 200
Posted in Blabla, Life, Philosophy on June 1, 2007 | 1 Comment »
I often let myself be influenced too much by others’ moods.
My spouse feels hopeless and achy today – I follow suit and start feeling absolutely listless and numb.
At least not desperate. Not yet.
But what’s in store?
WHAT WE PUT IN STORE.
Posted in Humor, Life, Paradise, Philosophy on May 24, 2007 | No Comments »
I will give you good wisdom and good nirvana.
– Nivedita B.
Posted in Life, Literature, Mysticism, Philosophy, Poetry, World on April 22, 2007 | 1 Comment »
What
is
my share
in this world?
What can I give it,
and how am I engrained in it?
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2007)
The author writes about this:
“I carried this thought along on my walk this morning, forgot about it at the bakery while talking to the Ukrainian owner, then picked up on it again on my way home, arranging lines [...]
Posted in Art, Life, Literature, Mysticism, Nature, Philosophy, Poetry on March 12, 2007 | No Comments »
(Caspar David Friedrich, Lonely Tree, 1822)
Some people are given flatlands
with their wide visibility all around,
their peacefully meandering
rivers
And some have to live with
hills and valleys
Some with towering cliffs
like Himalayas
and gaping chasms,
narrow gorges
through which shoots
the water of life
– Niebla (copyright 2007)
Posted in God, Kabir, Life, Literature, Mysticism, Philosophy, Poetry, Religion, Syncretism, tagged intolerance, Kabir, mystic, Mysticism, Rabindranath Tagore, songs, tolerance on March 8, 2007 | No Comments »
I do not know what manner of God is mine.
The Mullah cries aloud to Him: and why? Is your Lord deaf?
The subtle anklets that ring on the feet of an insect when it moves are heard of Him.
Tell your beads, paint your forehead with the mark of your God, and wear matted locks
long and showy: [...]
Posted in Hermeticism, Literature, Music, Philosophy, Poetry, Syncretism, Words on March 8, 2007 | No Comments »
Whatever we do,
whether we sing,
write, dance, plant,
slice vegetables,
bake, cook,
it is all one.
There is no need
to kneel on a
carpet, no need
to enter a church
or temple.
It is all one.
But it needs
to be lived
fully and
completely.
– St. Nieves
Posted in Blabla, Philosophy, Scardanelli, Words on March 6, 2007 | No Comments »
What should come from the heart
(and what if the heart happens to have nothing to say?),
what from thinking deliberation
to ensure fair treatment of others?
Says Scardanelli, your dutiful friend
Posted in Blabla, Language, Literature, Philosophy, Poetry, Scardanelli, Words on March 3, 2007 | No Comments »
When I name something, it becomes secondary literature:
The heartbreaking conclusion
I can also try to create it, to make it grow out of itself:
This was it – something that tore into her heart with a ripping sound, that was final
One is telling or commanding, the other theater, setting the stage
Secondary vs. primary
Canned vs. genuine
Says Scardanelli, your [...]
