Thursday, December 2, 2010

Color test?!

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Monday, October 18, 2010

The heart before thoughts

Phenomena are preceded by the heart ruled by the heart, made of the heart. If you speak or act with a corrupted heart, then suffering follows you- as the wheel of the cart, the track of the ox that pulls it.

- Dhammapada, 1

Candy and Brownie

 
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Baby on the shelf.

 
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Brownie!

 
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Brownie on my laps.

 
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Happy on my laps.

 
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Monday, October 4, 2010

Meet life as it is

We practice to meet life exactly as it is and to notice whatever fear, anger, or doubt gets in the way of direct intimate contact with this moment, bringing attention to that as well. Rather than changing something or seeking to get somewhere we imagine we should be, practice is about seeing clearly exactly how things really are and how we relate to them. Practice thus becomes an increasing intimacy with life just as it is, and there is nothing—including the ideas that we should be getting something or somewhere—that is unworthy of the clear, nonjudgmental attention we call mindfulness.

Douglas Phillips

Saturday, October 2, 2010

A rather long talk for the FB wall

TwtKr isn't working well today? Feeling disconnected, but when I think of it, who would care that I am disconnected from Twitter world. Actually, none. I post things in a few blogs/FB/2 twitter accounts, but am I well socially-networked? I guess not. I just talk to the people who would like to listen to me while I am talking to myself, just to share what I think that very moment. Nothing else. I have nothing to advertise, I have nothing to go pro nor against. They are mere statements which randomly pop up in my mind. - I do enjoy writing them down, of course. And I even get some sort of excitement or feeling of achievement when I get feedbacks. - It's surely a great pleasure to be heard, to be noticed, to be acknowledged, and maybe even accepted. We are just but human-beings. We all want to be noticed and loved. :)

Thursday, September 9, 2010

When we speak about natural creativity and its expression, we are not talking about something separate from our own mind and experience. All that we call “existent phenomena” is experienced by mind. This awareness is primordial and omnipresent—is there ever a time when we don’t experience? Experience can be dull, we may be asleep, we may be ignorant or distracted, but we are always “awake” in one way or another—experiencing our thoughts, our emotions, our state of mind, experiencing our dullness, our distractedness or joy. There has never been a time when we have been inanimate, like a rock. This creative energy never leaves us, whether we turn toward ignorance or enlightenment; whether our intelligence is obstructed or not; whether we operate from the ego or from a bigger state of mind. It remains in its own naked state at all times.

- Dzigar Kongtrul Rinpoche, "Free Expression"

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Many people are doing shamata meditation. This is a kind of resting meditation, also called "calm abiding." This is good, but in Buddhist training you must go deeper than this. It is important to go deeper into emptiness—not nothingness, but into understanding emptiness as the nature of mind. This is where wisdom and compassion come from. And when you apply the method of this kind of meditation with nonjudgment, then lovingkindness and devotion and faith arise and work together to liberate one from suffering.

- Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche, "Trust Through Reason"

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Since the old days, it is said that "anger is the fire in one's mind that burns away all of one's virtuous deeds." Anger should be absolutely surrendered.

- Jae Woong Kim, "Polishing the Diamond"
Let Go of the the "Doer"

As we begin to practice mindfulness of breathing, we often see ourselves, initially, as the breather, apart and separate from the breath itself. The direction and development of the practice is eventually to bridge this separation until our attention is absorbed fully into the breath. The breath breathes itself, and we experience a place of deep calmness, concentration, and ease. When we breathe, we just breathe. As our practice develops, we learn to let go of much of the emotional and psychological baggage that surrounds so much of what we “do” in life. Essentially, we learn to let go of the “doer.” It is important to be patient with this process. Mindfulness of breathing is a practice of patient intimacy, learning to come closer and closer to the simple process of just breathing.

Meditation Q & A Christina Feldman (Summer 2003)

Friday, June 25, 2010

When it's time for a child to start walking, a mother needs to let her child walk. She needs to let the child lose his or her balance, fall down, and then find balance once again. Alone, the child needs to get up and stand on his or her own two feet. Although children need protection, we need to have confidence in their potential to flourish. We don’t want to hold them captive by our own fears and doubts—this creates the unhealthy dependence we have been talking about. Letting children immerse themselves in a challenging situation or obstacle for a while gives the child confidence. It gives the mother confidence, too. It’s one of the early steps a mother takes in letting the child become a citizen of the world.

- Dzigar Kongtrul
Guard against anger erupting in body; in body, be restrained. Having abandoned bodily misconduct, live conducting yourself well in body. Guard against anger erupting in speech; in speech, be restrained. Having abandoned verbal misconduct, live conducting yourself well in speech.

- Dhammapada 17

Monday, May 31, 2010

Simply by turning on the light, you can instantly destroy the darkness. Likewise, even a rather simple analysis of egoclinging and afflictive emotions can make them collapse. By suppression we may temporarily subdue our afflictive emotions, but only an investigation of their true nature will completely eradicate them.
Dilgo Kyentse Rinpoche

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Mind is unlimited. So therefore, you have many different conceptions and different phenomenas, because your mind's unlimited. The only limitation is in the way of thinking.

-Thinley Norbu Rinpoche

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

“There is no hope of joy except in human relations.” —Antoine de Saint-Exupery
“Optimism is essential to achievement and it is also the foundation of courage and true progress.” —Nicholas Murray Butler
"Hope is a waking dream.” —Aristotle
For a person of unsoddened mind, unassaulted awareness, abandoning merit and evil, wakeful, there is no danger no fear.

- Dhammapada, 39

Monday, May 24, 2010

Observe the world unburdened, unhindered by knowledge or by judgment!
While practicing generosity, we should always remember how very fortunate we are to have this opportunity.

- Gomo Tulku,
“This is the day which the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.” —Psalms 118:24
“Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love and something to hope for.” —Joseph Addison
“Remember, happiness doesn’t depend on who you are or what you have; it depends solely on what you think.” —Dale Carnegie
“It is not work that kills men; it is worry. Work is healthy; you can hardly put more upon a man than he can bear. Worry is rust upon the blade. It is not the revolution that destroys the machinery, but the friction. Fear secrets acids; but love and trust are sweet juices.” —Henry Ward Beecher
“The health of your body influences what you experience in your mind. There is no split. If you can engage your whole spirit in the pursuit of total fitness—not just your intellect, not just your emotions—but, instead, everything inside you that is truly you, you’ll discover what it is to be a whole person.” —David Patchell-Evans
To be free from being fearful one must break out of the world which is comfort-oriented.”
There’s a tremendous amount of fear in people’s lives. It’s based on not wanting to reveal oneself.
There’s a sacredness to everyone’s life.
The humble and realistic
prepare for possible appearances
of Karmic Debtees any time.

- Stonepeace

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Hypothesen sind Gerüste, die man vor dem Gebäude aufführt, und die man abträgt, wenn das Gebäude fertig ist; sie sind dem Arbeiter unentbehrlich; nur muss er das Gerüste nicht für das Gebäude ansehn. - Goethe
Again And Again, However We Know The Landscape Of Love by Rainer Maria Rilke http://ping.fm/X7zc3

Monday, May 17, 2010

Life is too deep for words, so don’t try to describe it, just live it. -C.S. Lewis
One cannot properly let go of what
one did not properly hold in the first place.
As the truth is true
whether we realise it or not,
it is wiser to realise it than not.
True, life continuously tries to teach us; it often looks like an attack. Life never stops from teaching us. You just have to learn from those attacks one at a time. If we don't learn from one, it repeats attacking us until we learn. And yet that's not an end. It constantly comes back to us with new teachings. And we have to learn from it to go to the next step. When something happens to me, I say 'grace'. And try hard to think what is it the life tries to teach me this time. There is always something...
"It is the Law that any difficulties that can come to you at any time, no matter what they are, must be exactly what you need most at the moment, to enable you to take the next step forward by overcoming them. The only real misfortune, the only real tragedy, comes when we suffer without learning the lesson." -Emmet Fox
Lao-tsu, the author of the Tao Te Ching (The Book of the Way), said he had "just three things to teach: Simplicity, Patience, and Compassion"
When someone asks you a question, answer him or her sincerely, and when you are not asked, do not force your teaching upon others.

- Jae Woong Kim, "Polishing the Diamond"
Don't be afraid of doing good. It's another name for happiness, for all that is dear and delightful--this phrase "doing good." Whoever would live well, Long lasting, bringing bliss-- Let him be generous, be calm, And cultivate the doing of good. By practicing these three, These three bliss-bringing things, The wise one lives without regret His world infused with happiness.

- Itivuttaka Sutta

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

News Alert: Libyan plane crashes in Tripoli, child survives
05:22 AM EDT Wednesday, May 12, 2010
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A Libyan flight crashed on landing Wednesday with 104 people on board, the Associated Press reported. A search and rescue mission is underway, according to a statement posted on the Afriqiyah Airways Web site.

The head of the European Parliament says an 8-year old child has survived.
As life moves on, we feel ourselves locked in a circle of dreams and nightmares, things that really mattered no longer do. Things that we were once too busy for now matter greatly: a cold glass of milk, a locked door, a warm bed, and the smile we see in our dog's eyes as we come in the house. Rev. Harvey Daiho Hilbert-Roshi ; Roshi, I am at the point of being happy with a cold glass of milk, a locked door, a warm bed, and the smile we see in my dogs' eyes. I finally have four dogs.
The sword of Manjushri cuts three domains: Safety, Predictability, and Fairness. Rev. Harvey Daiho Hilbert-Roshi
It’s very true a traumatic experience alters life; we get separated from all that we love in a very deep way.
It's very true a traumatic experience alters life; we get seperated from all that we love in a very deep way.
Those with bones are hidden.... surely enjoying bones.
Green plants are happy with strong sunlights... Two bigger babies are happy with bones... And the little ones fell fast asleep... Sausages rolls are being made... Sounds heaven, isn't it?
As a single slab of rock won't budge in the wind, so the wise are not moved by praise, by blame. Like a deep lake, Clear, unruffled, & calm; So the wise become clear, Calm, On hearing words of the Dhamma.

- Dhammapada

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

True dharma practice is a revolutionary activity, and you can't do it in a comfortable way. You really have to challenge the whole identity of your life. But the strength that's asked for is not necessarily the strength of eliminating the impurities of body and mind, or fighting against the defilements of greed, hatred, and delusion, the inner corruptions, though this language is very common in Theravadin, Tibetan, and Zen Buddhism. The strength that's needed is the courage of heart to remain undefended and open, a willingness to touch the ten-thousand joys and the ten-thousand sorrows from our compassion, the deepest place of our being. This is a different kind of fearlessness, which requires as much or more passion and fire.

-Jack Kornfield
Who are we and what is real? See how things are interconnected through karma and causation. Look around you.... and you.
Realize reality!
Wake up from the illusion about ourselves and the world.
Karma means watching your body, watching your mouth, and watching your mind. Trying to keep these three doors as pure as possible is the practice of karma.

- Lama Thubten Yeshe
Alienation, isolation, anger, broken trust, fear, sadness, irrationality; I once was there.....

Friday, April 30, 2010

Start by being more aware.
When we leave judgment behind, we can live in the moment, taking what comes as neither good or bad, but simply what is. We can stop ruining our happiness with our thinking, and start living instead.
When we judge, we don’t seek to understand — we’ve already come to a conclusion. If we stop judging, we allow ourselves to try to understand, and then we can take a much smarter course of action, because we’re better informed by our understanding.
They’re just being who they are. Your expectations are at fault.
It happened. It served as a lesson.
Hamlet said, ‘There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.’
“When people see some things as beautiful,
other things become ugly.
When people see some things as good,
other things become bad.”
~Lao Tzu
It happened.
“Whatever the present moment contains, accept it as if you had chosen it.” ~Eckhart Tolle

Thursday, April 29, 2010

In its classical sense, mindfulness means the ability to hold one’s full, impartial attention from moment to moment on whatever one experiences in body and mind. Although this mental muscle is natural, its function is so vital to meditative learning that its constant care is the foundation of Buddhist practice. Mindfulness practice is crucial for freeing us from the instinctive bias that normally restricts our ability to see the world more objectively.

Joseph Loizzo, "Science of Enlightenment"

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Having read a tweet about coffee with coffee buns I made coffee buns. :D
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To be a buddha we must live in compassion for others, knowing there are no others, just the universal one arising as other. Touching the suffering of self and others is touching this essential core reality. - Harvey Daiho Hilbert
Order of Clear Mind Zen
“For unless detachment is based on compassion, it may lead to nirvana, but it does not lead to buddhahood” - Red Pine
Train yourself in this way: from higher to higher, from strength to strength we will strive, and we will come to realize unsurpassed freedom.

- Buddha

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

40歲的老鷹
然亞精舍義工團


主講:呂祀檀





老鷹是世界上壽命最長的鳥類
它一生的年齡可達70歲
要活那麼長的壽命

它在40歲時

必須做出困難

卻重要的決定





當老鷹活到40歲時

它的爪子開始老化

無法有效地抓住獵物
它的啄變得又長又彎

幾乎碰到胸膛
因為它的羽毛長得又濃又厚

使得飛翔十分吃力
它的翅膀變得十分沉重





它只有兩種選擇:
它必須很努力地飛到山頂。
150天漫長的操練。.
等死!
或經過一個十分痛苦的更新過程。
在懸崖上築巢。
停留在那裏。不得飛翔。





老鷹首先用它的喙擊打岩石,

直到完全脫落。
它會用新長出的喙把指甲

一根一根的拔出來。
然後靜靜地等候

新的喙長出來。





當新的指甲長出來後,

它們便把羽毛

一根一根的拔掉。
5個月以後,

新的羽毛長出來了。
老鷹開始飛翔。
重新得力再過30年的歲月!





在我們的生命中,

有時候我們必須做出困難的決定。

開始一個更新的過程。
我們必須把舊的習慣,舊的傳統拋棄,

使我們可以重新飛翔。





只要我們願意放下舊的包袱,

願意學習新的技能,

我們就能發揮我們的潛能,

創造新的未來。.
My call for a spiritual revolution is a call for a radical re-orientation away from our habitual preoccupation with self towards concern for the wider community of beings with whom we are connected, and for conduct which recognizes others' interests alongside our own. - His Holiness the Dalai Lama
Where is thought? It can never be seen or even apprehended. It is like a magical illusion, for with imagination it colors the world. Searching for thought, unable to see it, a person looks for its origin. And it seems to be that where there is an object thought arises. Thought does not arise without an object. Can thought look at thought? No. Just as the blade of a sword cannot cut itself, or a fingertip touch itself, so thought cannot see thought.

- Sikshasamuccaya

Saturday, April 24, 2010

내가 아직 살아있는 동안에는 나로 하여금 헛되이 살지 않게 하라.
- 에머슨

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Jean Francois Maurice La Rencontre

Deux ans déjà…
Deauville n'a pas changé
Toi non plus, tu sais…

C'est drôle…
Toujours ce rendez-vous au dernier moment
Ils sont là, comme avant,
Les voiliers, les goélands.
J'ai ta veste sur mes épaules
Pour me protéger du vent
Mais tu ne m'as pas encore embrassée.

J'avais envie de te revoir.
Finalement, on ne s'est jamais quitté,
C'est la vie qui nous a séparés

C'est vrai, moi j'y pense encore,
À nos dîners en amoureux,
À ces bouquets de fleurs,
À tous ces télégrammes…
On dit que la passion, ça n'arrive qu'une fois.
Tu aimais l'amour dangereux, toi…

J'ai l'impression qu'il va pleuvoir
Deux ans déjà…
Deauville n'a pas changé
Moi non plus, tu sais…

C'est bien…
Je vais retourner à l'hôtel,
Tu vas rentrer sur Paris,
Et puis tu m'appelleras un jour, peut-être…
Tu me diras : viens, et je viendrai
Comme d'habitude, tu ne diras rien, pourquoi ?

Donne-moi encore une cigarette…
J'aurai des souvenirs, plein de souvenirs,
Et beaucoup de nostalgie…

C'est fou, moi aussi,
Ça fait du bien d'y penser,
Et j'ai du mal à oublier.
Tu vois, j'aurais voulu te dire je t'aime,
Là, maintenant, sur cette plage de Normandie
Mais… mais je crois qu'il est trop tard…

Oui, il est tard, il faut rentrer…


"Jean Francois Maurice La Rencontre" http://tumblr.com/xs28qfskb

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Einsam wandelt dein Freund im Fruhlingsgarten,
Mild vom lieblichen Zauberlicht umflossen,
Das durch wankende Bluthenzweige zittert,
Adelaide!
In der spiegelnden Fluth, im Schnee der Alpen,
In des sinkenden Tages Goldgewolken,
In Gefilde der Sterne strahlt dein Bildniss,
Adelaide!
Abendluftchen im zarten Laube flustern,
Silberglockchen des Mais im Grase sauseln,
Wellen rauschen und Nachtigallen floten,
Adelaide!
Einst, o Wunder! entbluht auf meinem Grabe,
Eine Blume der Asche meines Herzens
Deutlich schimmert auf jedem Purpurblattchen:
Adelaide!

Title: Adelaide
Music: Ludwig van Beethoven (1770–1827)
Text: Friedrich von Matthisson (1761-1831)

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Franz Schubert - Gute Nacht

Fremd bin ich eingezogen,
Fremd zieh' ich wieder aus.
Der Mai war mir gewogen
Mit manchem Blumenstrauß.
Das Mädchen sprach von Liebe,
Die Mutter gar von Eh', –
Nun ist die Welt so trübe,
Der Weg gehüllt in Schnee.

Ich kann zu meiner Reisen
Nicht wählen mit der Zeit,
Muß selbst den Weg mir weisen
In dieser Dunkelheit.
Es zieht ein Mondenschatten
Als mein Gefährte mit,
Und auf den weißen Matten
Such' ich des Wildes Tritt.

Was soll ich länger weilen,
Daß man mich trieb hinaus?
Laß irre Hunde heulen
Vor ihres Herren Haus;
Die Liebe liebt das Wandern –
Gott hat sie so gemacht –
Von einem zu dem andern.
Fein Liebchen, gute Nacht!

Will dich im Traum nicht stören,
Wär schad' um deine Ruh'.
Sollst meinen Tritt nicht hören –
Sacht, sacht die Türe zu!
Schreib im Vorübergehen
Ans Tor dir: Gute Nacht,
Damit du mögest sehen,
An dich hab' ich gedacht.

Words from Wilhelm Muller
Gute Nacht from Die Winterreise (Winter's Journey)

Hermann Prey "Gute Nacht""" ♫ http://blip.fm/~myde2

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Casta Diva, Norma's aria from Norma

Casta Diva, che inargenti
O pure Goddess, who silver

queste sacre antiche piante,
These sacred ancient plants,

a noi volgi il bel sembiante
Turn thy beautiful semblance on us

senza nube e senza vel...
Unclouded and unveiled...

Tempra, o Diva,
Temper, o Goddess,

tempra tu de’ cori ardenti
The brave zeal

tempra ancora lo zelo audace,
Of the ardent spirits,

spargi in terra quella pace
Scatter on the earth the peace

che regnar tu fai nel ciel...
Thou make reign in the sky...


Fine al rito : e il sacro bosco
Complete the rite : and the sacred wood

Sia disgombro dai profani.
Be clear of the laity.

Quando il Nume irato e fosco,
When the irate and gloomy God

Chiegga il sangue dei Romani,
Asks for the Roman’s blood

Dal Druidico delubro
My voice will thunder

La mia voce tuonerà.
From the Druidic temple.

Cadrà; punirlo io posso.
He will fall ; I can punish him

(Ma, punirlo, il cor non sa.
(But my heart is unable to do so).

Ah! bello a me ritorna
(Ah! Return to me beautiful

Del fido amor primiero;
In your first true love ;

E contro il mondo intiero...
I’ll protect you

Difesa a te sarò.
Against the entire world.

Ah! bello a me ritorna
Ah! Return to me beautiful

Del raggio tuo sereno;
With your serene ray;

E vita nel tuo seno,
I’ll have life, sky

E patria e cielo avrò.
And homeland in your heart.

Ah, riedi ancora qual eri allora,
Ah, return again as you were then,

Quando il cor ti diedi allora,
When I gave you my heart then,

Ah, riedi a me.)
Ah, come back to me.)


Casta Diva: Maria Callas Sings Live from Bellini's Norma ♫ http://blip.fm/~mi5gq

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Verklärte Nacht

Dehmel's powerful poem is about a man and a woman walking through a dark forest on a moonlit night, wherein the woman shares a dark secret with her new lover; she bears the child of a stranger. The mood of Dehmel's poem is reflected throughout the composition in five sections, beginning with the sadness of the woman's confession; a neutral interlude wherein the man reflects upon the confession; and a finale, the man's bright acceptance (and forgiveness) of the woman: O sieh, wie klar das Weltall schimmert! Es ist ein Glanz um Alles her (see how brightly the universe gleams! There is a radiance on everything).

The poem:

Two people are walking through a bare, cold wood;
the moon keeps pace with them and draws their gaze.
The moon moves along above tall oak trees,
there is no wisp of cloud to obscure the radiance
to which the black, jagged tips reach up.
A woman's voice speaks:

"I am carrying a child, and not by you.
I am walking here with you in a state of sin.
I have offended grievously against myself.
I despaired of happiness,
and yet I still felt a grievous longing
for life's fullness, for a mother's joys
and duties; and so I sinned,
and so I yielded, shuddering, my sex
to the embrace of a stranger,
and even thought myself blessed.
Now life has taken its revenge,
and I have met you, met you."

She walks on, stumbling.
She looks up; the moon keeps pace.
Her dark gaze drowns in light.
A man's voice speaks:

"Do not let the child you have conceived
be a burden on your soul.
Look, how brightly the universe shines!
Splendour falls on everything around,
you are voyaging with me on a cold sea,
but there is the glow of an inner warmth
from you in me, from me in you.
That warmth will transfigure the stranger's child,
and you bear it me, begot by me.
You have transfused me with splendour,
you have made a child of me."

He puts an arm about her strong hips.
Their breath embraces in the air.
Two people walk on through the high, bright night.
(Translation: Mary Whittall)


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2. ♫ http://blip.fm/~lwecd
3. ♫ http://blip.fm/~lwemk
4. ♫ http://blip.fm/~lweo6

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Danaë



Danaë by Gustav Klimt




http://www.gustav-klimt.com/Danae.jsp


Danaë
In Greek legend, the daughter of Acrisius, king of Argos. After an oracle warned her father that she would bear a son by whom he would be slain, he confined Danaë in a tower. Zeus visited her in the form of a shower of gold, and she gave birth to Perseus. Mother and child were then placed in a wooden box and cast into the sea, and they drifted ashore on the island of Seriphus. Perseus grew up there, and when the island's king, Polydectes, desired Danaë, he sent the young hero off in pursuit of the Medusa. Perseus later rescued his mother and took her to Argos.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Let us acknowledge the differences we have

Some people feel the pulse of life in the hustle bustles , so they start off to see the crowd in the market or in the streets. On the other hand I feel the pulse of life in little living things trying to survive in between the bricks of the pavement or in the flows of clouds and winds, so I start off to walk just to notice those little things of the world.

Every individual is different. We are born to be different. And we are born in the different social and cultural environments. We have to learn to accept these differences. Isn't it beautiful to see the variety in this otherwise monotonous life?

We don't have to be even patient once we acknowledge these differences. We become to be able to enjoy the differences. Whenever we encounter the differences, warm smiles will be given out around our lips.

One of my usual #passingthoughts after the visit to the New Year market.

11/02/2010

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Calm Abiding

We should practice shamatha (calm abiding) to be natural to not be so swayed by circumstances. Most of the time we are not in control of ourselves; our mind is always attracted to, or distracted by, something our enemies, our lovers, our friends, hope, fear, jealousy, pride, attachment, aggression. In other words, all these objects and these phenomena control our mind. Maybe we can control it for a split second, but when we are in an extreme emotional state, we lose it.

I had a very disturbing dream last night; it woke me up at around 3am. I couldn't sleep. The horrifying scene from my dream was so vivid, yet I couldn't grasp any meaning at all from it. I came out to the living room and started listening to some music.

What is a dream? What did this dream mean? I fell into a bottomless pit trying to find the answer.

What is a dream? It's just a dream. - That is the answer to this question. It's just a dream. I am in control, not you, not a dream.

Just one of those #passingthoughts

Thursday, Februday 11. 2010

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

All these other things are trivial.

Studying Zen, learning the way, is originally for the sake of birth and death, no other thing. What do I mean by other things? Arousing the mind and stirring thoughts right now; having contrivance and artificiality; having grasping and rejecting; having practice and realization; having purity and defilement; having sacred and profane; having Buddhas and sentient beings; writing verses and songs, composing poems and odes; discoursing on Zen and the way; discoursing on right and wrong; discoursing on past and present. These various activities are not relevant to the issue of birth and death; they are all other things.

- Chien-ju



Do you realize that all these are defined as trivial things? All these things we think important?........ What is important in our lives? Breathing, without breathing we aren't alive. Do you breathe? Are you aware of your own breathing each moment? Be aware.

Love, Aejin

Monday, January 25, 2010

Elizabeth's English Literature Essay

Midsummer’s Night Dream
Notes: After much experimenting, I decided that all references should simply be typed in bold font, to avoid confusion.
Several assumptions should be made. References are made to the entirety of the play, and not merely the lines before the breaking off into an alternate universe, as the characters’ temperament are only revealed in the later lines and character research is essential for authencity.
A latter chart is made for relatively easier note reading, as frequent scattering of notations on the essay text is aesthetically displeasing.
Situation:
Puck is ranting in a clearing. Helena enters and hides until a certain moment- when she realizes that this strange faerie is responsible for the bizarre affection she received from Lysander. Her upset gets the better of her, and the debate begins.


Puck:








Helena:







Puck:





















Helena:





Puck:















Helena:









Puck:




Helena:

























Puck





Helena:








Puck:

Helena:



Puck:
Helena:



Puck:
(flies into another grove and continues his soliloquy)
Lord what fools these mortals be,

Their love and lives are all too swift to sunder
Tis plain that all their love be in their eyne,
And that a newer love will act as thunder
To whom their will and reason act as hyne


(enters)
Methinks that this be no mortal youth here,
I avow his head be in eldritch birth,
So should one as immortal fae appear,
If not damned ghost shackled to this earth.

(Helena steps behind the brakes, Puck continues)

Their lovers lost they promptly lose their wits,
In verse full to Calliope unseat.
As o’er all their sport dark Eris sits,
Their fickle love translates- and new loves meet.

Hark these mortal follies, cast stranger sort!
That their vaunted passions, sacred lusts
I might with single flower singly thwart
And all their vows, troth-plighted trusts

Make fruitless, held naught but vexing dreams,
The oaths afore, the vows sworn undying
Now change owners. ’Tis clear that love beteems
Brief moments only, and no defying


May salvage briefer mortal lives from death.
So all their quaint passion and their lust,
Their amorous sport be consigned to Lethe,
The ruddy cheeks and lips from dust to dust.


To love, dark stranger, thou art forspoken.
Make acknown, pray, if thou wilt thy fee-grief,
That driv’st thou to rail against troth broken,
For I am amazed at thy manner so unlief.


(mocking)
Hark at woodhind feigning manner meek-
For the sake of spotted inconstancy,
The callous Demetrius whomst thou seek-
Hast thou not abandoned virtue, modesty?

He gave thou gauds and nosegays sweet,
And now Hermia he woos with ardour.
His former love he now views as vile surfeit,
And treats contemptuously with reddour.

Feckless Lysander, who oft vaunts his love
Within the halls of Eros speaks treason.
By seeking to one maid his false love prove,
He spurns true love to uphold false reason

Dusky Hermia is more fair than I,
So love’s endarkened view did’st shift its choice;
Better Hermia, beheld by his eye
Sweet; whilst I made lesser to Echo’s voice,

Will as to follow hard heart willingly.
For reason holds she is the better maid.
So with lingering sighs, still in amity
As sisters, our bond yet not unmade.

Yet mortals hold their love dear, verily
Beyond all Hades’ vast and jeweled wealth.
So they price the passing- sweet rarity!
That does not long linger, beseeming health.

Thou art faerie, thy life a strand
Made adamant strong, confounding the Fates.
Beyond their severance and Plutos’ hand
Thine measure, which no lengthy span abates.

Yet Charon’s vessel, thought of those Tartarus-grasped-
For immortal fae they rob no pleasure.
Yet mortal men, we by Atropos clasped
And broken, hold our lives in scanty measure.

Encandled flame made brief, we brighter burn,
In the final moments enflamed, still
Leap the higher, ere wick to ashes burn,
To be immortal through valorous will.

So passion burns, th' animating spark,
That driv'st the will past the graven bounds
Of chastecast duty, as mariners mark
Bright Aurora's cast. Thus are barrowmounds

Deprived, forsooth, of all their richer worth.
As loves entwined, made brief by earthly haste
Are still giv'n sorrow, made to mirth,
By the resounding ages made full fast.


What of blind Lysander, that sightless lob
Who to Hermia vowed hearts’ constancy?
Not content with her, your heart too must he rob,
And confess all his promised love as heresy.


Methought Lysander was in thralldom held,
So his eyne both latched with enchanted juice-
Mad’st love translate, and all his reason felled
By Eros’ tincture his love like tethers loose,
Didst latch on unfortunate Helena.
Against fey charm made to o’er love prevail-
Twould be to match that headed hypsiglena,
Its venom’d strength with mortal arms and mail.

So done to purge all grossness fondly held,
So’st both youths madly dote on all parts thine.
Yet long he was to Hermia enspelled.
Though now returned to me, he is not mine.

Now thou mayst witly pluck their puppet strings,
To see who shalt jump for thee, and who shalt kneel.
I cannot conceive such fanciful things:
My lover wilt to single blissful seal,

And evermore my love return to me?
Fond mortal, though it be that you have crept,
From yonder brakes, abide this charmed decree,
To return thence, with no remembrance kept.


(Exeunt all, play resumes without interruption)

Footnotes:
Eyne

Thunder



Hyne








Head

Fae
Damned ghost




fickle love translates




cast-

vaunted passions-


sacred lusts



single flower



troth-plighted

vexing dreams







sworn undying
change owners.










quaint passion (NOT ESSAY PART, JUST FOR YOUR PERSONAL INFORMATION)
amorous sport


Lethe,









forspoken.
Acknown
fee-grief,
unlief.

woodhind









feigning





spotted inconstancy,
callous








abandoned virtue, modesty













gauds and nosegays






woos







vile surfeit-

treats contemptuously with reddour.




vaunts


treason.




false love prove
false reason (with above)







Dusky Hermia is more fair













love’s endarkened view





Echo
hard heart



reason holds she is the better maid






our bond


hold their love dear







Hades


strand
Fates.
Severance



Plutos
Charon

Tartarus

immortal fae
Atropos

chastecast duty





barrowmounds
earthly haste




giv'n sorrow, made to mirth,




full fast








blind






sightless (lob)
hearts’ constancy

confess all his promised love as heresy.





latched

translate







reason felled







headed hypsiglena




venom’d strength

mortal arms and mail.







grossness fondly held






madly dote on all parts thine

to Hermia enspelled



Though now returned to me, he is not mine



puppet strings


shalt jump for thee… shalt kneel.


single blissful seal,






Evermore my love return to me



Fond
A reference to the eye motif in the play. Of particular note is Lysander.
An indirect reference to the supernatural/divine intervention that is throughout this play, as thunder is within the domain of Zeus, Father God.
An archaic word meaning servant. This is to explicate Lysander’s reason being totally overcome by the love potion, to the point that he is subject to Helena’s speech, going so far as to be in perfect rhyme and rhythm with her.
Act II: And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake
Is the line in question, as it perfectly rhymes with ‘awake’ and shows how Lysander’s will is overpowered by the love potion to be dominated by love for Helena.
Meaning fountainhead or source. In this case, the root of Puck’s lineage is clearly fey in nature.
Adj., meaning fae, fey, faerie and fairy
To further emphasize Puck is not an evil spirit (Shakespeare refers in MND to them as ‘ghosts’) and hence why Helena is not overly afraid to talk to Puck.
Puck here is speaking on the lovers’ foolishness, as they boast of their inconstant love (which they claim is undying). It’s this paradox that Puck finds foolish, as their claims are swiftly disproved by love-in-idleness.
Means moulded from. Puck is saying how strange mortals are.
Refers to both Lysander and Demetrius, who melodramatically proclaim their love for Hermia and Helena in varying combinations.
Marriage- See how eager Theseus is to consummate the marriage in the final Act, as he immediately calls for bed as the mechanicals’ play is over.
Love-in-idleness- Puck deliberately emphasizes how a small and frail flower can totally change Lysander and Demetrius’ affections to further his point.
Married, or at least vows implying romantic love and a bond of unity.
In reference to Oberon (Act IV):
And think no more of this night's accidents
But as the fierce vexation of a dream
Implying both the frivolity of love in Puck’s eyes (as these dreams of love are swiftly passing and illusions) and also the connection between dreams, illusion and love as seen in this play, as the lovers believe their encounters are but dreams.
Lysander in particular vaunts his love (i.e. speaks of it in a bragging manner), as he protests his love for Helena to be true (holding his tears as a ‘badge of faith’ Act III). Yet he also claims the same to Hermia- ‘Two bosoms interchained with an oath;
So then two bosoms and a single troth.’ (Act II)- this is also the reference I make whenever I use the word troth in the essay, as the lovers frequently refer to troths, plighted or otherwise. Puck points out that these promises, sworn eternal, are broken easily as soon as Lysander wakes.
Both this and the below are in reference to Marvell’s To My Coy Mistress, which inspired Prufrock. I pay my homage. Though you would be interested



The river of forgetfulness in Hades. Refers to how the vows promised to former lovers are so easily forgotten by Lysander and Demetrius, and also how mortal lives are swiftly deprived of love- how foolish it is that mortals prize love so highly. My basis for this is that the fairies do not- Oberon is willing to expose his wife to an unusually well-endowed monster (Bottom- asses are known for their large phalluses) in order to achieve petty revenge.
Speak against
Let it be acknowledged
Grievance or feud
Lief is to be in willing manner (i.e. pleasant)- unlief is that Puck is obviously vexed.
Both reference to Shakespeare’s pun: And here am I, and wood within this wood (Demetrius, Act II), Puck mocking Helena as mad/insane/FOOLISH (very important, as this is the meaning I use to strengthen the connection between this stanze and the point Puck makes of mortal foolishness, and also a reference to Helena’s character as a demure maiden, as she refers to herself as a gentle female deer- ‘the mild hind/ Makes speed to catch the tiger’ (Act II).
In reference to Helena’s maidenly soft voice, and also the fact Puck thinks she’s deceiving him here, as Shakespeare also uses this double meaning for Lysander- this is to emphasize Lysander’s previous love to Hermia, and how his love is changeful.
‘Upon this spotted and inconstant man’ (Act I)
Although used to refer to Demetrius, this is also applicable to Lysander, as they are both guilty of ill-treating their former lovers, Helena and Hermia respectively, with verbal abuse and loathing them. Demetrius says in Act II that he is sick when he sees Helena, while Lysander says his love for Hermia is transformed to ‘deepest loathing’, as though it were a ‘surfeit’ of ‘the sweetest things’.
This is a mocking reference to Helena’s foolishness in being alone in the woods at night with Demetrius; an untenable situation for her as she is a virginal maiden. In ancient times this would be more than enough reason for her father to press marriage. Demetrius himself makes this point:
You do impeach your modesty too much,
To leave the city and commit yourself
Into the hands of one that loves you not;
To trust the opportunity of night
And the ill counsel of a desert place
With the rich worth of your virginity.

Tokens of affection and little trinkets- readers will realize the parallels between these actions of Demetrius (based on the fact that he wooed her, according to Lysander in Act I, and wooing as Lysander did includes lovegifts, as per Greek custom) and those of Demetrius- as they both wooed, won and changed their affections.
To elaborate on earlier points of Demetrius also vaunting his love, see Act III: ‘O, why rebuke you him that loves you so?’ and this (same Act):
‘Yet you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear,
As yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere.’- he also partakes in melodrama, by comparing the target of his affections to the goddess of love, and hence he is also mocked roundly by Puck.
See reference to Lysander in callous
Equally applicable as the above, as Lysander reddour means violence. Lysander physically restrains Hermia from clawing out Helena’s eyes, while Demetrius nearly kicks Helena with his foot- ‘The more you beat me, I will fawn on you’ (Act II)- clearly shows that Helena is used to Demetrius being violent towards her.
To boast or brag. Puck is referring to Lysander’s oaths of love, which are many and varied (referenced throughout, e.g. false love prove)
It is treason to Eros, the god of love, as he has already promised devotion to Hermia and is now reneging on his vows by claiming love for Hermia.

In particular his reasoning that his tears are proof of his new devotion, which is a masterpiece of Shakespean dramatic irony, as his love is only due to artificial means (not real)- the love potion. As Oberon puts it, it is not now that his reason has become true, but rather ‘Some true love turn'd and not a false turn'd true.’ (Act III) Hence, his reasoning is actually flawed due to his senses being hindered by enchantment.
To refer to the play, this heightens the contrast-
Hermia short and dark, Helena tall and fair, as well as Helena’s feelings of inferiority. ‘What wicked and dissembling glass of mine
Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne?’ (Act II) especially shows how she feels herself uglier that Hermia, who Demetrius loves (at that moment). She truly believes that she is not worthy of Demetrius as Hermia is, so it is not foolish that Demetrius is inconstant. She is alone when she says this, so it is not a bid to win the youths’ sympathy. Perhaps there is an element of self-pathos, but that is hardly to be wondered at in her despair as a maiden to be alone in a wood.
Cupid was usually depicted blind, as seen in Act I ‘Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind/ And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind’ Which echoes the eye motif, as the play concentrates on blindness caused by magical mischief, and infatuation.
A nymph, who gave her name to echoes.
Referring to Helena, Act II: ‘You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant’ and how she foolishly chases after a man even she realizes is hard-hearted and uncaring towards her.
Helena truly believes it at that moment, as seen in
Dusky Hermia is more fair, but this is also a mocking echo of Lysander- Helena is right in saying that his love was true, as his love was turned not by an defect of inconstancy on his part, but by magical means. Lysander, then being enchanted, had no idea that his love was untrue- hence his statement was incorrect.
As Helena puts it, she are Hermia are close friends, like a ‘double cherry’. This is the bond of platonic friendship and sisterly love as referred.
Hermia, for example, values her love shared with Lysander above her father’s wishes by eloping with him. Helena values her love for Demetrius beyond her personal safety and reputation by following him into the woods at night, and above the bond of friendship she shares with Hermia, by telling her love the secret of Hermia’s planned elopement (Act I).
Hades is the Greek ruler of the underworld, and also the god of wealth, as gold and gems are mined from the earth that is his domain.
See Fates.
The Moirae were ‘sisters three’ (Act V)- Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos. They measured mortals’ fate and lives, spun them and cut them. Atropos was the one who severed lives.
see Fates
Roman name for Hades, ruler of the underworld.
He who rowed the river Styx, ferrying souls to Hades.
When evil mortals died, their souls went here to be creatively and cruelly punished for eternity.
Helena is emphasizing their different lineage, and hence the different ways mortals and faeries view love.
A reference to the moulding Theseus said Hermia was of her father, as it was Hermia’s duty to her father to abide by him and marry Demetrius. It is a chastecast duty, as her only other legal option under Athenian law is to become a virgin priestess (Act I).
Burial mounds, where the noble dead lie in state.
A reference to Lysander’s speech in Act I, as he’s dwells upon the briefness of love. Helena points out that the briefness of love is due to the short span of mortal life, and that it is held more precious due to its short span.
Helena here is referring to plays upon which the subject of romance is key- such as Midsummer’ Night Dream. She is also, unknowingly referring to the mechanicals’ farce of Pyramus and Thisbe, as it is a tragic-comedy- or rather a tragedy comically played.
Helena also argues that the romantic ballads, plays and songs (examples in Midsummer’s Night Dream include the play itself and the play-with-the-play Pyramus and Thisbe) serve to immortalize love, and the lovers, although brief, have become famous through the ages due to their passion. Hence love is not foolish as it is the only vehicle, to her, that can serve to overcome mortals’ inevitable death.
Referring to the recurrent eye motif- Lysander’s eyes are daubed with juice, so his judgment is unsound- he is ‘blinded’, and thus he is both sightless physically (due to enchanted juice, his interpretation of vision is physically altered so that Helena is enhanced in his eyes), and blind in reason.
See blind.
Contrasting to the present inconstancy displayed by both male lovers, especially in their vows.
Direct reference to the insubstantiality of Lysander’s vows, as in Act II when right before he sleeps he says to Hermia, vowing his love ‘And then end life when I end loyalty!’ but he wakes he instantly denounces his love for Hermia in favor of Helena, calling his former beloved ‘So thou, my surfeit and my heresy’.
Using the more common meaning here of fastened, secured.
Transformed- also indicates the abruptness of chance, which Helena argues is proof that it’s unnaturally fast. And hence Lysander’s inconstancy cannot be proof of the lovers’ foolishness in love, as his foolishness was caused by the faeries in the first place and that his love for Hermia did not stem from a character flaw, and that it did not shift by itself.
His reason was no longer present according to Helena, as it was overcome by the love potion. Evidence can be seen in Oberon’s speech of its properties, as it is so strong it can cause its victim to become a zoophile- ‘Will make or man or woman madly dote/ Upon the next live creature that it sees.’- In short, the potion is so strong, necrophilia is the only barrier.
Hypsiglena- night snake. Helena is comparing this destroyer of true love to a venomous snake, in this case that of the nine-headed hydra, which ties into the snake motif symbolizing betrayal of love in the Act II (Hermia’s nightmare of a snake eating her heart).
See headed hypsiglena
Helena’s case is that as a mortal, it is futile to think Lysander is immune to it- in fact, she is right, as even Titania, a regal faerie queen of ‘no common rate’ fell in love with an ass-headed commoner due to the potion. The hydra was only slew by Heracles, who was a demi-god fathered by Zeus and highly favored by him. Heracles was also granted immortality in several tales.
Puck is referring to the infatuation held by Demetrius which was unsound, as it was only due to physical appearance (Hermia’s eyes, as stated by Act II) and was only infatuation. Hence, the infatuation which is ‘false’ is termed ‘grossness’, and ‘fondly’ indicates both Demetrius’ affection and the foolishness of his feelings.
Bluntly, that Lysander and Demetrius are both madly in love with Helena, such that even her upraised hand is termed a ‘seal of bliss’ (Act III).
Not to be taken literally- a way of saying he was infatuated with her such that it was like a spell, as his feelings were unreasonable as he only loved her for superficial reasons (her attractiveness).
Although she will happily lay claim to Demetrius’ love, she cannot truly believe, after being so abused by him, that he truly loves her, as Puck has undone the imperfection of his eyes- the groundless infatuation Demetrius had for Hermia.
Puck is referring to the influence of the love potion, by which she dominates the Athenian youths’ wills.
A reference to how the two youths are willing to fight for her- as Lysander wishes to be Helena’s knight (Act II) and the oaths of fealty are tken while kneeling.
An indirect reference to Demetrius’ change of heart, as instead of spurning her he now views even her hand as ‘a seal of bliss’ (Act III), and how her lips are tempting cherries, when previously he loathed the sight of her. Helena is thinking of marriage, as indicated by the words to mean lasting unity.
This line shows Helena wishing that he will return her feelings. This line shows her hopefulness and her disbelief that his love will last ‘evermore’, as she thinks this is but a fancy of her mind. And that her love will be returned- i.e. reciprocated.
Affectionate (towards Demetrius) and foolish (for valuing this inconstant and somewhat violent man so highly)


More references:
http://www.william-shakespeare.info
Bullfinch’s Mythology
A Guide to The Gods by Richard Carlyon
Gods and Heroes of Ancient Greece by Gustav Schwab
Elizabethan England
The New Cambridge Shakespeare
The England of Elizabeth- A.L. Rowse
A History of Everyday Things in England- Marjorie & C.H.B. Quennell

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Non, Je ne regrette rien

Non Je Ne Regrette Rien lyrics

Paroles : Michel VAUCAIRE
Musique : Charles DUMONT
(c) 1961 -ditions Eddie Barclay
droits trasnfÚrÚs aux -ditions SEMI.

R1 Non ! Rien de rien...
Non ! Je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait
Ni le mal, tout ?a m'est bien Úgal !
Non ! Rien de rien...
Non ! Je ne regrette rien
J'ai payÚ, balayÚ, oubliÚ
Je me fous du passÚ !

1 Avec mes souvenirs
J'ai allumÚ le feu
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs
Je n'ai plus besoin d'eux !
BalayÚs mes amours
Et tous leurs trÚmolos
BalayÚs pour toujours
Je repars Ó zÚro...

R2 Non ! Rien de rien...
Non ! Je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait
Ni le mal, tout ?a m'est bien Úgal !
Non ! Rien de rien...
Non ! Je ne regrette rien...
Car ma vie, car mes joies
Aujourd'hui, ?a commence avec toi !



Edith Piaf – Non, Je ne regrette rien ♫ http://blip.fm/~jmci4

Sempre libera from La Traviata

http://blog.naver.com/undeuxtrois/120100136103

[Violetta:]

Sempre libera degg´io
folleggiare di gioia in gioia,
vo´che scorra il viver mio
pei sentieri del piacer.
Nasca il giorno, o il giorno muoia,
sempre lieta ne´ ritrovi,
a diletti sempre nuovi
dee volare il mio pensier

[Alfredo:]

Amor e palpito
dell´universo intero,
misterioso, altero,
croce e delizia al cor.

[Violetta:]

Oh!
Oh! Amore!
Follie!
Gioir!

Sempre libera degg´io, ecc...


English Translation
[Violetta:]
Free and aimless I frolic
From joy to joy,
Flowing along the surface
of life's path as I please.
As the day is born,
Or as the day dies,
Happily I turn to the new delights
That make my spirit soar.

[Alfredo:]
Love is a heartbeat throughout the universe,
mysterious, altering,
the torment and delight of my heart.

[Violetta:]
Oh! Oh! Love!
Madness! Euphoria!



Link: Sempre Libera – Traviata Contest - Ileana Cotrubas ♫ http://blip.fm/~jlyih

Monday, January 11, 2010

"Ich Liebe Dich" by Ludwig van Beethoven

Ich liebe dich, so wie du mich,
Am Abend und am Morgen
Noch war kein Tag, wo du und ich
Nicht teilten unsre Sorgen

Auch waren sie für dich und mich
Geteilt leicht zu ertragen;
Du tröstetest im Kummer mich
Ich weint’ in deine Klagen,
In deine Klagen.

Drum Gottes Segen über dir,
Du meines lebens Freude;
Gott schütze dich, erhalt dich mir,
Schütz und erhalt uns beide.

Gott schütze dich, erhalt dich mir,
Schütz und erhalt uns beide.
Schütz und erhalt uns beide.
Schütz und erhalt uns beide.


Beethoven "Ich liebe dich" (Wunderlich) ♫ http://blip.fm/~j0dtt

Patricia Kaas : Je voudrais la connaître

Je Voudrais La Connaître lyrics

(Jean-Jacques Goldman)
Je voudrais la connaître
Savoir comment elle est
Est-elle ou non bien faite
Est-elle jolie, je voudrais
Oh, je voudrais la voir
Longtemps la regarder
Connaître son histoire
Et son décor et son passé
C'est étrange peut-être
Cette curiosité
Voir enfin pour admettre
Et pour ne plus imaginer
Oh je voudrais comprendre
Même si ça me casse
Puisqu'elle a su te prendre
Puisqu'elle a pris ma place
J'sais déjà son parfum
Aussi son écriture
Ce mot doux chiffonné
Oublié dans notre voiture
J'veux voir aussi l'hôtel
Si t'y a mis le prix
Si la chambre était belle
Et si c'était un grand lit
C'est peut-être pas normal
C'est fou comme ça m'attire
Cette envie d'avoir mal
Oh jusqu'au bout, jusqu'à mourir
Oh j'voudrais tout savoir
Et son âge et sa peau
Tout ce qui nous sépare
Et nous ressemble, c'est idiot
Et te surprendre avec elle
Quand t'es drôle, quand t'es doux
T'écouter lui promettre
Et quand tu lui parle de nous
Je veux te voir encore
T'observer dans la glace
Et quand tu l'embrasses
Rentrer ton ventre, oh matador
Je veux vos corps à corps
Tous ces gestes oubliés
Te retrouver encore
Telle que je t'avais tant aimé
Dans ce froid dans ces cendres
Je voudrais rester là
Juste voir et comprendre
Tout ce que je ne suis pas
oh, ce que je ne suis pas


Patricia Kaas – Sexe Fort Tour : Je voudrais la connaître ♫ http://blip.fm/~izwaq

Friday, January 8, 2010

Do you want to evolve or devolve?

We try to compare with one another in everything we do, but I would say it's a delusion. How can you compare you with others. We don't start at the same starting point. Whatever people say, we aren't the same. We have different qualities. We look at different things. We see differently. We think different things. We think in different ways. We listen different things. We hear differently. We want different things. We take things differently. We like different things. We love different things. We are simply different. Some people start much ahead of others, it's because we were born differently. I don't know the reason why. It can be explained by karmic reasons. I can't say it definitely, because it's an assumption.

We compete with others; but to me it's absurd and I think it's only a manifestation of an inferiority complex. We feel inferior, that's why we like to compare with others. Do I look better? Do people think I am better? Am I smarter? Why do we need to reassure ourselves? It's because we don't feel secure. Why don't we feel secure? It's because we feel inferior. Why do we feel inferior? It's part of our inborn nature, I think. What do we do with it? Well, get rid of it. How?

Try to compare yourself today with yourself yesterday. Where are you going? Are you on the right track? This, I would like to call absolute competition. Compete by placing yourself today against yourself yesterday. By doing so, you are improved. You are advanced. You are evolved. Do you want to evolve? Or do you want to devolve?

Just a thought while doing gym this morning.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

No'goh'dan



읍내에서 마을로 돌아 오는 길.
느닷없이 우뚝한 노고단을 만나면
가슴이 철렁한 경우가 있다.
그것은 언제나 새롭고 경이롭다.
김광석에게.

A letter from Jirisan.com

On the way back from the town,
All of a sudden the towering No'goh'dan appears to me.
I then get a sudden sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Always New, Always Extraordinary.
To KwangSuk Kim

*No'goh'dan is the name of one of the peaks in Mt Jiri, Korea

Translated by Aejin

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Haydn – The Seven Last Words

I.
And they took Jesus, and led him away. And, bearing his cross, he went to a place called the place of skulls, which in Hebrew is called Golgotha, where they crucified him / and the criminals, one on the right hand, and one on the left. Then Jesus said: “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.”

(John, 19: 17, 18, 23, 33, 34)


II.
One of the criminals who were hanged railed at him, saying, “Are you not the Christ? Save yourself and us!” But the other rebuked him, saying, “Do you not fear God, seeing you are under the same sentence of condemnation? And we indeed justly, for we are receiving the due reward of our deeds, but this man has done nothing wrong.” And Jesus said to him, “Verily; I say unto you today you will be with me in paradise.”

(Luke, 23: 39-43)


III.
But standing by the cross of Jesus were his mother, and his mother’s sister, Mary, the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus saw his mother, and the disciple whom he loved standing near, he said to his mother, “Woman, behold your son!”

(John, 19: 25-27)


IV.
Now, from the sixth hour there was darkness over all the land until the ninth hour. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, “My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?”

(Matthew, 27: 45, 46)


V.
After this, Jesus, knowing that all ws now finished, said, in fulfillment of the scripture, “I thirst.”

(John, 19: 28)


VI.
A bowl full of vinegar stood there; so they put a sponge full of the vinegar on hyssop and held it to his mouth. When Jesus had received the vinegar, he said, “It is finished.”

(John, 19: 29, 30)


VII.
And there was darkness over the whole land, and the sun’s light failed. The scurtain of the temple was torn in two, and Jesus, crying with a loud voice, said, “Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit!”

(Luke, 23: 44-46)

The karmic attachment

I expected... I let myself trapped into the illusion. Why did I do that? After suffering for a few days I started thinking how did it start? Why this unbearable suffering had to start?

Yes, I expected. I had an illusion which is totally against the fact, the reality. But why? Is it a karmic attachment? If so, or even so, should I let myself attached to the karma? Should I let myself suffer from the karmic attachment?

It was really easier said than engaged myself into the theory. I had a illusion. It just was an illusion. I hung onto the illusion. And when the illusion burst, I got crashed. I became helpless and went straight to the downhill.

It was all ME doing all this. The whole cycle started by me. It then should be ended by me. I have to let it happen. I have to let the cycle stop. I should get out of this hamster wheel. It's only I who can do it.

It's good. Let me breathe. It's all good.

Monday, January 4, 2010

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"Der Abschied" from Mahler's Das Lied von der Erde

"Der Abschied" combines poems by Mong Hao-Ran and Wang Wei, plus several additional lines by Mahler himself.

Der Abschied
The final movement, "The Farewell", is nearly as long as the previous five movements combined. Its text is drawn from two different poems, both involving the theme of leave-taking.
"The sun sinks beyond the hills, evening descends into the valleys with its cooling shade. See, like a silver boat the moon sails up into the lake of the sky. I sense a soft wind blowing beyond the dark fir-trees. The brook sings melodiously through the dark. The flowers grow pale in the twilight. The earth breathes a deep draught of rest and sleep. All longing now will dream: tired people go homewards, so that they can learn forgotten joy and youth again in sleep! Birds sit motionless on their branches. The world is slumbering! It grows cool in the shade of my fir-trees. I stand and await my friend, I wait for him for our last farewell. O friend, I long to share the beauty of this evening at your side. Where do you linger? Long you leave me alone! I wander here and there with my lyre on soft grassy paths. O Beauty! O endless love-life-drunken world!
He dismounted from the horse and handed to him the drink of farewell. He asked him where he was bound and why it must be so. He spoke, and his voice was muffled: 'You, my friend, Fortune was not kind to me in this world! Where do I go? I am departing, I wander in the mountains. I am seeking rest for my lonely heart. I am making my way to my home, my abode. I shall never stray far away. My heart is still and awaits its moment.'
The beloved Earth blooms forth everywhere in Spring, and becomes green anew! Everywhere and endlessly blue shines the horizon! Endless... endless..."

Kathleen Ferrier 'Der Abschied' (Part 1) from Gustav Mahler's 'Das Lied von der Erde' ♫ http://blip.fm/~iorkp

Kathleen Ferrier 'Der Abschied' (Part 2) from Gustav Mahler's 'Das Lied von der Erde' ♫ http://blip.fm/~iorqw

Kathleen Ferrier 'Der Abschied' (Part 3) from Gustav Mahler's 'Das Lied von der Erde' ♫ http://blip.fm/~iorx4

Friday, January 1, 2010

Le Petit Prince/The Little Prince

Chapter II
J'aurais dû la juger sur les actes et non sur les mots.
I ought to have judged by deeds and not by words.

Chapter VIII
Il est bien plus difficile de se juger soi-même que de juger autrui. Si tu réussis à bien te juger, c'est que tu es un véritable sage.
It is much more difficult to judge oneself than to judge others. If you succeed in judging yourself rightly, then you are indeed a man of true wisdom

Chapter XXI
Le langage est source de malentendus.
Language is the source of misunderstandings.

Tu deviens responsable pour toujours de ce que tu as apprivoisé.
You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.

On ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur.
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly.

L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.
What is essential is invisible to the eye.

On n'est jamais content là où l'on est.
No one is ever satisfied where he is

Chapter XXIV
Ce que je vois là n'est qu'une écorce. Le plus important est invisible...
What I see here is nothing but a shell. What is most important is invisible

Il faut bien protéger les lampes: un coup de vent peut les éteindre.
The lamps should be well protected as a little breeze can extinguish the flame.

Chapter XXV
Mais les yeux sont aveugles. Il faut chercher avec le coeur.
But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart.

Chapter XXVI
Ce qui est important, ça ne se voit pas.
The thing that is important is the thing that is not seen.