|20 Apr 2003 @ 21:02|
I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortune's child to judge another's crimes
Or wear this pilgrim's cloak, or be a common thief
I've kept this single faith, I have but one belief More >
|30 Mar 2003 @ 14:48|
"A strange security results when death is so close a companion. It can be felt while crunching along a beach, a skeleton walking on skeletons with the time machine turning in step, wavefalls and footfalls. A gleeful levity at being so brief, at feeling so exempt."
---James Hamilton Paterson, Sea Burial
"Life is the laugh of the actual in the face of nothing. There is so much to sense, think, and emote about, so much life to endure, such fullness of good and bad---and all of it, suddenly, nothing. Only laughter fits the gap. And he laughs luminously with the great swell of being nothing."
---A.A.Attanasio, Solis More >
|13 Mar 2003 @ 00:51|
Francisco de Goya: "The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters"
( 1799. From the series Los Caprichos, plate 43. Etching and aquatint. 21.6 x 15.2 cm.)
Manifesto for Preemptive Peace
61 years old
Lifetime educator--teacher, administrator, fund raiser. Blessed in marriage for 37 years, with a son, a daughter, and 3 grandchildren.
Cede not your rights for the sake of security.
Resist all trespass on your soul.
Practice truth, with forgiveness.
Refute death and start all over.
Outwit the dead-end; manifest a miracle. More >
|11 Mar 2003 @ 22:39|
Francisco de Goya: "El sueño de la razon produce monstruos"
( 1779, Aguafuerte y aquatint. 21.6 x 15.2 cm)
PAZ ...VERDE PAZ....!!!!
Ivan Portela (Irlanda-Mexico) es un poeta que escribe exclusivamente acerca de temas irlandeses. Él ame la paz com la amaron Yeats y Kavanagh.
Este poema pertenece al libro "Cantos de Tirnanogue"
EN EL NOMBRE DE TODAS LAS DEIDADES
QUE AMARON LAS ENTRAÑAS DEL BEN BULBEN.
EN EL NOMBRE AZULADO DE LOS ASTROS
ESCULPIDOS AL BORDE DE LOS DÓLMENES....
EN EL NOMBRE DE NIÑOS Y GIGANTES,
DE LEPERCAUNS Y SIDHES QUE SOÑARON
LOS CABELLOS DE DAERDRA EN LAS MAÑANAS
DONDE CANTAN LOS PÁJAROS DEL SHANNON.... More >
|7 Mar 2003 @ 19:45|
We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them.
THE WORLD AS I SEE IT, Albert Einstein (1934)
The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion that stands at the cradle of true art and true science. He who knows it not and can no longer wonder, no longer marvel, is as good as dead, and his eyes are dimmed.
|26 Jul 2002 @ 17:06|
"There is a dream dreaming us."
---A KALAHARI BUSHMAN
The child next door has a wreath on her hat;
her afternoon frock sticks out like that,
All soft and frilly;
She doesn't believe in faeries at all
(She told me over the garden wall)---
She thinks they're silly.
---Rose Fuleman, "The Child Next Door"
When sometimes one find oneself lost or somewhat disoriented---as if enchanted into a trancelike state---we say that one has been "pixy led." Many accounts can be found of pixies leaving gift or helping out, yet it cannot be denied that first and foremost they are pranksters and tricksters. Most of all they like to blow out lamps and kiss pretty lasses under cover of darkness. Won't you come along and take a pick, then? Oh c'mon, come along, and follow me into that curious world in which we round up all those strange ideas that occur in the small hours when all decent people ought to be sleeping but CHANGELING players are up and gaming... More >
|14 Jul 2002 @ 22:59|
"Being set on the idea
Of getting to Atlantis,
have discovered of course
Only the Ship of Fools is
Making the voyage this
The variety of inventive ideas---and ideologies---that people can come up with never ceases to amaze me... More >