Sunday, February 16, 2020

Wednesday, February 12, 2020

WILLIAM BLAKE

Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine,
Under every grief and pine,
Runs a joy with silken twine.
It is right it should be so,
We were made for joy and woe,
And when this we rightly know,
Through the world we safely go.

~ by William Blake

Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Vajrasattva Mantra



OM BENZAR SATO SA MA YA MA NU PA LA YA
BENZAR SATO TE NO PA TISHTHA DRI DHO ME BHA WA

SU TO KA YO ME BHA WA
SU PO KA YO ME BHA WA
ANU RAKTO ME BHA WA SARVA SIDDHI ME PRA YATSA

SARVA KARMA SU TSA ME TSITTAM SHRE YAM KU RU HUNG
HA HA HA HA HO BHA GA WAN SARVA TA THA GA TA BENZRA MA ME MUNTSA BENZRI BHA

MA HA SA MA YA SATO




A symbol of the mind’s inherent purity



Vajrasattva’s name (Tib. dorje sempa) means “diamond being.” He represents the innate purity of the mind.



You can imagine your mind as being like a sky through which clouds pass. The clouds come and they go, but the sky remains untouched. The sky is inherently blue and clear, and although its blueness and clarity can be obscured it can never be destroyed. The clouds are like the greed, hatred, and delusion that pollute the mind. Because of the transient nature of these mental states, they cannot be said to be an inherent part of the mind. They may obscure the mind’s inherent awareness and compassion, but those qualities are never absent.

Monday, February 10, 2020

Nouvelle Vague - Dance With Me [Bande à Part - Anna Karina]




Let's dance little stranger,
show me secret sins!
Love can be like bondage,
seduce me once again..

Burning like an angel,
Who has heaven in reprieve?
Burning like the voodoo man
with devil is on his sleeve..

Won't you dance with me?
In my world of fantasy!
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility..

Like an apparition,
you don't seem real at all,
like a premonition
of curse is on my soul..

The way I want to love you..
well, it could be against the law!
I've seen you in a thousand minds,
you've made the angels fall..

Won't you dance with me?
In my world of fantasy!
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility..

Come on little stranger,
there's only one last dance,
soon the music is over,
let's give it one more chance..

Won't you dance with me?
In my world of fantasy!
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility..

Take a chance with me,
in my world of fantasy..
Won't you dance with me?

Thursday, February 6, 2020

Wednesday, February 5, 2020

ARIZONA




   Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road...Jack Kerouac

Tuesday, February 4, 2020

BASEL




Esett. Megint kisütött. Szanaszét
tócsák ragyogtak. Mint mély szakadék,
nyílt elém egy-egy tükrös pocsolya,
a fekete Föld egy-egy ablaka,
s az Ég beléjük oly mélyre esett,
hogy szédítette a rémült szemet,
s egy pillantásra elhitette, hogy
lent valahol egy másik ég ragyog,
igen, egy másik: az amelyik a
talpunk alatt szikrázik: Számoa
vagy hogy is hívják azt a szigetet,
mely valahol épp alattunk lehet:
annak az ege tátongott felém,
vagy majdnem az, olyan iszonyu fény,
oly gyönyörű, gyémántkék áradás
rohant meg lentről, olyan ragyogás
csapott elő, és olyan hirtelen,
hogy azt hittem, mindjárt beleesem,
és csak kápráztam és szédültem és
oly jó volt e gyönyörű tévedés,
hogy sokáig eljátszottam vele,
s szerettem volna mutogatni…De
aztán, mégis, nem szóltam senkinek:
kinevettek volna az emberek,
míg most, versben, elhiszik a csodát,
a valóságot: hogy a pocsolyák
tükrös fényükkel a tavaszi napban

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