Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Sigma
Sigma
Sunday, September 26, 2010
surrounded by Spirit
surrounded by Spirit
don’t miss
don’t miss
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
imaginative perception
I missed the sunset,
One of the many of my life …
Trying to imagine that it was a fabulous one
With Radiations of Orange, Red and Purple …
How can I explain this imaginative perception to
A blind humanity which is running
On the other side of the Globe to taste
A usual sunset …
Sunsets are captured in books of poems
And you can find the most beautiful ones
In your own perspective:
It is your choice to browse as many poems
Till The One will enlighten your Soul.
imaginative perception
I missed the sunset,
One of the many of my life …
Trying to imagine that it was a fabulous one
With Radiations of Orange, Red and Purple …
How can I explain this imaginative perception to
A blind humanity which is running
On the other side of the Globe to taste
A usual sunset …
Sunsets are captured in books of poems
And you can find the most beautiful ones
In your own perspective:
It is your choice to browse as many poems
Till The One will enlighten your Soul.
Luminous star
Spirit of The Greats
Haunting us in a dreadful race:
What can be added
Without interfering with their consciousness?
A couple of centuries ago,
The spirit emerge as a luminous star
Over the shadows of that-presently time,
Like a glimpse on the dark-ness.
Trying to decipher now the senses
In those writings
Implies sacred (secret) codes
And deep questionings over the Person itself.
Translations … are doing the worst:
Instead of crystallizing the Original ideas -
Which indeed need a translation into contemporary,
But in a gentle (like as with museum artifacts) manner -
They baffle us with terms of intermediate meaning,
Which turns the Idea into a mere message to the reader.
One generation after another is keeping
The Secrets
To be unveiled by the Future sages.
Luminous star
Spirit of The Greats
Haunting us in a dreadful race:
What can be added
Without interfering with their consciousness?
A couple of centuries ago,
The spirit emerge as a luminous star
Over the shadows of that-presently time,
Like a glimpse on the dark-ness.
Trying to decipher now the senses
In those writings
Implies sacred (secret) codes
And deep questionings over the Person itself.
Translations … are doing the worst:
Instead of crystallizing the Original ideas -
Which indeed need a translation into contemporary,
But in a gentle (like as with museum artifacts) manner -
They baffle us with terms of intermediate meaning,
Which turns the Idea into a mere message to the reader.
One generation after another is keeping
The Secrets
To be unveiled by the Future sages.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Believe it
Faint again …
Will ever stop this struggle
Of me against my self?
A radiant cold sun
Is flooding my surroundings
With cruel appearances.
Since early days of my existence
I have to fight alone or
Sometimes aside with
Bad equipped teams
Against wicked congregates.
These bitter experiences
Influenced my character and, contrary
To all appearances, conducted
Into a better understanding and
A sense of Good of the Existence.
Believe or not!
Will ever stop this struggle
Of me against my self?
A radiant cold sun
Is flooding my surroundings
With cruel appearances.
Since early days of my existence
I have to fight alone or
Sometimes aside with
Bad equipped teams
Against wicked congregates.
These bitter experiences
Influenced my character and, contrary
To all appearances, conducted
Into a better understanding and
A sense of Good of the Existence.
Believe or not!
Believe it
Faint again …
Will ever stop this struggle
Of me against my self?
A radiant cold sun
Is flooding my surroundings
With cruel appearances.
Since early days of my existence
I have to fight alone or
Sometimes aside with
Bad equipped teams
Against wicked congregates.
These bitter experiences
Influenced my character and, contrary
To all appearances, conducted
Into a better understanding and
A sense of Good of the Existence.
Believe or not!
Will ever stop this struggle
Of me against my self?
A radiant cold sun
Is flooding my surroundings
With cruel appearances.
Since early days of my existence
I have to fight alone or
Sometimes aside with
Bad equipped teams
Against wicked congregates.
These bitter experiences
Influenced my character and, contrary
To all appearances, conducted
Into a better understanding and
A sense of Good of the Existence.
Believe or not!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
reward
I want to be in two places
At two different times
Simultaneously:
Dancing with you,
Embrace the joy of a sunrise
With you.
Traveling at sea,
And speaking with you
About all and about nothingness.
Giving you a rose,
Hoping no more
Than of a kissing reward ...
Yours
Sincere,
Merlin
At two different times
Simultaneously:
Dancing with you,
Embrace the joy of a sunrise
With you.
Traveling at sea,
And speaking with you
About all and about nothingness.
Giving you a rose,
Hoping no more
Than of a kissing reward ...
Yours
Sincere,
Merlin
reward
I want to be in two places
At two different times
Simultaneously:
Dancing with you,
Embrace the joy of a sunrise
With you.
Traveling at sea,
And speaking with you
About all and about nothingness.
Giving you a rose,
Hoping no more
Than of a kissing reward ...
Yours
Sincere,
Merlin
At two different times
Simultaneously:
Dancing with you,
Embrace the joy of a sunrise
With you.
Traveling at sea,
And speaking with you
About all and about nothingness.
Giving you a rose,
Hoping no more
Than of a kissing reward ...
Yours
Sincere,
Merlin
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Leaves
Leaves
Friday, September 10, 2010
Complex
Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind. (Kant)
The possible ranks higher than the actual. (Heidegger)
To him who looks upon the world rationally, the world in its turn presents a rational aspect. The relation is mutual. (Hegel)
No intelligent idea can gain general acceptance unless some stupidity is mixed in with it. (Pessoa)
Complex
Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind. (Kant)
The possible ranks higher than the actual. (Heidegger)
To him who looks upon the world rationally, the world in its turn presents a rational aspect. The relation is mutual. (Hegel)
No intelligent idea can gain general acceptance unless some stupidity is mixed in with it. (Pessoa)
Tuesday, September 07, 2010
Sunday, September 05, 2010
bits of my heart
bits of my heart
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