Monday, March 21, 2011

Supermoon

I've experienced the most tidal last few days that I will happily attribute to the effect of moon being too close to planet earth and me being a water sign was much more adversely affected than any other sign (air, fire, soil). I do feel the calmless of it all now and am grateful to be back to my best state. It felt as if I was accumulating all of the conversations in myself and my head was exploding to the point of no return. All I needed was some friends to explode my anger to and some poor ears to hear my shouts...thank god for friends!

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Values

Freedom of thought is not free
It is infact very costly

Friday, March 18, 2011

Paradigm shift in language

I am catching myself having a different relationship with language
My ears are hearing other things in the old conversations and my words are relating other meanings in old dialogues. This has come about in not having an ear who listens to me like before. There has been changes in the dynamics of my being and I am realizing how ears affect who you are, how you talk, and what you do, as if some blindspots have been removed from my sight, filters removed from ears and mouth.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

"That we should win this war and shoot nobody"

"So say I," Anselmo said. "That we should win the war."

"And afterwards shoot the anarchists and the Communists and all this _canalla_ except the good Republicans," Agustín said.

"That we should win this war and shoot nobody," Anselmo said. "That we should govern justly and that all should participate in the benefits according as they have striven for them. And that those who have fought against us should be educated to see their error."

"We will have to shoot many," Agustín said. "Many, many, many."

He thumped his closed right fist against the palm of his left hand.

"That we should shoot none. Not even the leaders. That they should be reformed by work."



For Whom the Bell Tolls, Ernest Hemingway; Chapter 23

Monday, March 14, 2011

Filter

99% of your thoughts aren't yours
99% of your thoughts aren't thoughts
They are only opinions

Exoskeleton protects Endoskeleton

There exists a linger
In the distant antsy feelings
For the webs of a spiderman

I crack myself up

When to make a woman yours?
When she is in distress

Methinks...

We are connected together at peace with the most fragile straw
Be ware

In love with a view

History should be a confession at its best