few thoughts of G. I. Gurdjieff
One thing alone is certain, that man’s slavery grows and increases. Man is becoming a willing slave. He no longer needs chains. He begins to grow fond of his slavery, to be proud of it. And this is the most terrible thing that can happen to a man. * * * Laughter relieves us of…
G. I. Gurdjieff: The Last Hour of Life
Imagine, that you have only a few minutes, maybe an hour left to live; somehow you have discovered exactly when you will die. What would you do with this precious hour of your stay on Earth? Would you be able to complete all your things in this last hour, do you have a conscious idea…
T. S. Eliot – The Hollow Men/Die hohlen Männer/Wydrążeni ludzie
Mistah Kurtz-he dead A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats‘ feet over broken glass In our dry cellar Shape without…
Sakyong Mipham Rinpoche – Goodbye/Żegnaj
Goodbye. That’s my practice Morning, afternoon, evening. “Hello,” is what I say But in reality, I am saying goodbye. Life is a continuum, A practice of saying goodbye: Sometimes a little goodbye Sometimes a big goodbye Sometimes a casual, nonchalant goodbye. We’re always fooling ourselves, Covering up the goodbye with hello. Hello to my face…
from: Carlos Castaneda „The Art of dreaming”
To seek freedom is the only driving force I know. Freedom to fly off into that infinity out there. Freedom to dissolve; to lift off; to be like the flame of a candle, which, in spite of being up against the light of a billion stars, remains intact, because it never pretended to be more…
Khalil Gibran, „The Prophet”: On Children/Von den Kindern/O dzieciach
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may…
Don Juan: (…) Anything is one of a million paths (…)/(…) Jedes Ding ist eins von Millionen Wegen (…)/(…) Każda rzecz to jedna z miliona ścieżek (…). Carlos Castaneda “The Teachings of Don Juan”
(…) Anything is one of a million paths [un camino entre cantidades de caminos]. Therefore you must always keep in mind that a path is only a path; if you feel you should not follow it, you must not stay with it under any conditions. To have such clarity you must lead a disciplined life.…
席慕蓉 (Xi Murong) – 前缘 – Karma
人若能转世 世间若真有轮回 那么 我爱 我们前生曾经是什么 你若曾是江南采莲的女子 我必是你皓腕下错过的那一朵 你若曾是那个逃学的顽童 我必是从你袋中掉落的那颗崭新的弹珠 在路旁草丛里 目送你毫不知情地远去 你若曾是面壁的高僧 我必是殿前的那一炷香 焚烧着 陪伴过你一段静穆的时光 因此 今生相逢 总觉得有些前缘未尽 却又很恍惚 无法仔细地去分辨 无法一一地向你说出 wenn der Mensch wiedergeboren werden kann wenn es wirklich in der Welt die Seelenwanderung gibt dann ich liebe was wir schon vor dem Leben waren wenn du das Mädchen in Süden…
The Invitation – Oriah Mountain Dreamer
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for…
Juan Ramón Jiménez Mantecón – ¡No corras (…)/Don’t run (…)/Lauf‘ nicht (…)/Nie biegnij (…)
¡No corras, ve despacio, qué dónde tienes que ir es a ti solo! ¡Ve despacio, no corras, que el niño de tu yo, recién nacido eterno, no te puede seguir! Si vas deprisa, el tiempo volará ante ti, como una mariposilla esquiva. Si vas despacio, el tiempo irá detrás de ti, como un buey manso.…
Juan Ramón Jiménez Mantecón – Yo no soy yo (…)/Ich bin nicht ich (…)/I am not me (…)/Nie jestem mną (…)
Yo no soy yo. Soy este que va a mi lado sin yo verlo; que, a veces, voy a ver, y que, a veces, olvido. El que calla, sereno, cuando hablo, el que perdona, dulce, cuando odio, el que pasea por donde no estoy, el que quedará en pié cuando yo muera. Ich bin nicht…
寒山子 (Hanshan) – 欲 識 生 死 譬 (…)/Wenn du das Sinnbild zwischen Leben und Tod verstehen willst (…)/If you seek a parable between life and death (…)/Jeżeli szukasz analogii pomiędzy życiem i śmiercią (…)
欲 識 生 死 譬 且 將冰 水 比 水 結 即成 冰 冰 消 返 成 水 已 死 必 應 生 出 生 還 復 死 冰 水 不 相 傷 生 死 還 雙 美 Wenn du das Sinnbild zwischen Leben und Tod verstehen willst, dann nutze die Metapher von Eis und…
The Same Stream Of Life – Rabindranath Tagore
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. It is the same…
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