fredag 31. mai 2013

.: My heart is silent as a look... There is a home be...

.: My heart is silent as a look... There is a home be...: The world is woven all of dream and error And but one sureness in our truth my lie... That when we hold to aught our thinking's mirro...

.: We are na fou, we're nae that fou, But just a drap...

.: We are na fou, we're nae that fou, But just a drap...: Fare-the-weel, thou first and fairest! Fare-the-weel, thou best and dearest! Thine be ilka, joy and treasure, Peace, enjoyment, Lowe and...

.: Vinden gufser og blåser så trær faller, strøm er b...

.: Vinden gufser og blåser så trær faller, strøm er b...: Dagen lir, solen glir bakom åsen. Åsen blir. Trærne står og ligger tyst og puster; Hus uten tak. Mennesker fortviler. allting puster...

.: Credo ut intellegam... In the heart you planned yo...

.: Credo ut intellegam... In the heart you planned yo...: The blizzard whirled the world. Again it snowed in crazy pellets. Or in fuzzy flakes. Fresh paths for light to reach the windows low. M...

.: Truth, like torch, the more it's shook it shines.....

.: Truth, like torch, the more it's shook it shines.....: When I was not yet born poetry and stars already existed. Poetry and astrology  will remain when I'm no longer ... It is in everyt...

torsdag 30. mai 2013

.: There is more felicity on the far side of baldness...

.: There is more felicity on the far side of baldness...: We shall generally find that the triangular person has got into the square hole, the oblong into the triangular, and a square person has ...

.: "Nothing comes of nothing. We are Nothing"

.: "Nothing comes of nothing. We are Nothing": Nothing comes of nothing. We are nothing Briefly in sun, in air, we postpone The unbreathable darkness that weighs us down And humble ear...

.: En kan dra hvor en vil, men en kan ikke dra fra se...

.: En kan dra hvor en vil, men en kan ikke dra fra se...: Grip sjansen ! En boks sild i dill og en boks makrell i tomat, Selges rimelig da boksenøklekene er bortkommet. Kun personlig fremmøte...

.: Democracy Means government by discussion, but it i...

.: Democracy Means government by discussion, but it i...: My I ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse  of the moment, or are the result of previous study ?... In such c...

.: Over alle tinder stille nå. I løv og linder kjenne...

.: Over alle tinder stille nå. I løv og linder kjenne...: Husk alle vil leve lenge, men ingen vil bli gamle... Ensomhet er ikke å være alene, Det er ikke å ha noen å lengte til... Hva som...

.: There was no need to do any housework at all. Afte...

.: There was no need to do any housework at all. Afte...: I know not, care not For I deem no shame to hold men, Flowers and trees and stars the same, Myself... As these, One atom in the wh...

There was no need to do any housework at all. After the first 5 years the dirt doesn't get any worse. So my design is to make what haste I can to be...!



I know not, care not
For I deem no shame to hold men,
Flowers and trees and stars the same,
Myself...
As these,
One atom in the whole.




I do not hunger for a well-stored mind,
I only wish to live my life,
And find my heart in unison with all mankind.

My life is like the single dewy star
That trembles on the horizon's primrose-bar,-
A microcosm where all things living are.

And if, among the noiseless grasses,
Death should come behind and take away my breath,
I should not rise as one who sorrower

For I should pass, but all the world would be
Full of desire and young delight and glee;
And why should men be sad through loss of...?
The light is flying; in the silver blue
The mowers are all gone, and so do the cleaners... 



.: Hasta cuando hablan los demás si ya hemos hablado ...

.: Hasta cuando hablan los demás si ya hemos hablado ...: Crótalo Crótalo Crótalo Crótalo Escarabajo sonoro. En la arana de la mano rizas el aire cálido y te ahogas en tu trino de pa...

Hasta cuando hablan los demás si ya hemos hablado nosotros ?


Crótalo

Crótalo
Crótalo
Crótalo
Escarabajo sonoro.

En la arana
de la mano
rizas el aire
cálido
y te ahogas en tu trino
de palo.

Crótalo
Crótalo
Crótalo
Escarabajo sonoro.







tirsdag 28. mai 2013

.: Kunst gibt nicht das Sichtbare weider, sondern mac...

.: Kunst gibt nicht das Sichtbare weider, sondern mac...: Eine aktive Linie, die sich frei ergeht, ein Spaziergang um seiner selbst willen, ohne Ziel. Das agens ist ein Punkt, der sich versch...

.: Hvorfor ? Por que ?

.: Hvorfor ? Por que ?: Hvorfor?                                                                          Por que? Hvorfor er verden så kald?                      ...

.: Barefoot over the earth!

.: Barefoot over the earth!: Shavings curl on the beach Which berry-smells fill. A cottage grows up On Sintras hill In half-an-hour`s walk From the village My ...

.: Oh Guitarra !

.: Oh Guitarra !: La Guitarra                                                    The Guitar Empieza el llanto                                   ...

.: Du vil reise ut og se litt i verdens sol, lille ve...

.: Du vil reise ut og se litt i verdens sol, lille ve...: Du skal gå ombord i flyet, ut i verden du vil fare ! Jeg skal være deg foruten, aldri vite hvor du drar ? Men jeg deg glemme aldri. ...

.: El gran espejo --- The Gigant Mirror...

.: El gran espejo --- The Gigant Mirror...: El gran espejo... Vivimos bajo el gran espejo. ;El hombre es azul ! ;Hosanna ! The Gigant Mirror We live beneat a gigant mirr...

.: Es verdad que las esperanzas deben regarse con roc...

.: Es verdad que las esperanzas deben regarse con roc...: Ah ! And we, under the indifferent, favourable shade, with a pitcher of wine beside us. And only intent on the gratuitous effort t...

.: Como le digo a la tortuga que yo le gano en lentit...

.: Como le digo a la tortuga que yo le gano en lentit...: Rasgos Aquel camino sin gente. Aquel camino. Aquel grillo sin hogar. Aquel grillo. Y esta esquila que se duerme. Esta esquila...

.: Blåklokker og prestekrager, blomster og blad i hus...

.: Blåklokker og prestekrager, blomster og blad i hus...: Noen ligger under dyner. Tør ikke møte dagen i dag. Noen puster under ving. Noen tør ikke puste. Noen har spisse tryner. Noen tør ikke...

.: Seagulls are flying close to the ground. They say ...

.: Seagulls are flying close to the ground. They say ...: Likewise, when there's happiness, They say sadness is on tis way. Perhaps, but so what ? If today Is full of happiness, where d...

mandag 27. mai 2013

.: Give peace in our time O, Lord...

.: Give peace in our time O, Lord...: From all evil and mischief; From sin, from the crafts and assaults of the devil; From thy wrath, and from everlasting damnation. Good ...

.: I don't always succeed in feeling what I know I sh...

.: I don't always succeed in feeling what I know I sh...: Even so, I'm somebody. I'm the Discoverer of Nature. I'm the Argonaut of true sensations. I bring a new Universe into the...

.: Es bildet ein Talent sich in der Stille, Sich ein ...

.: Es bildet ein Talent sich in der Stille, Sich ein ...: Talent develop in quiet places, character in the full current of human life...

.: De gamle, har gløttet på dørene. Nå velger de seg ...

.: De gamle, har gløttet på dørene. Nå velger de seg ...: Det blir nok vår igjen, men den vår som gikk kommer aldri tilbake. Når aprilsolen gløder sin refleks i en sølepytt er det lyset de...

.: I don't sing of night...

.: I don't sing of night...: I don't sing of night, since in my song The sun I sing of will end in night. I'm aware of all I forget. I sing to forget it....

.: Democracy Means government by discussion, but it i...

.: Democracy Means government by discussion, but it i...: My I ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse  of the moment, or are the result of previous study ?... In such c...

.: Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you an...

.: Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you an...: Who will write the story of  what he could have been ? That, if someone writes it, will perhaps be the true history of humanity. W...

.: I don't sing of night...

.: I don't sing of night...: I don't sing of night, since in my song The sun I sing of will end in night. I'm aware of all I forget. I sing to forget it....

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...: Solitaire  Over the pianissimo of gold... my lonely poplar. Without some harmonical bird. Over the pianissimo of gold... The...

.: Blåklokker og prestekrager, blomster og blad i hus...

.: Blåklokker og prestekrager, blomster og blad i hus...: Noen ligger under dyner. Tør ikke møte dagen i dag. Noen puster under ving. Noen tør ikke puste. Noen har spisse tryner. Noen tør ikke...

.: Life is like jest; and all thins show it, I though...

.: Life is like jest; and all thins show it, I though...: The naked boughs of the birch-trees Are hoary, as if in froth. The grove's like a herd of reindeer Huddling in the frost. The d...

Life is like jest; and all thins show it, I thought so once; but now I know it.The thoughts of others were light and fleeting, of lovers meeting or luck or fame; and when trouble came life is like a jest.


The naked boughs of the birch-trees
Are hoary, as if in froth.
The grove's like a herd of reindeer
Huddling in the frost.

The day today is so splendid
That I've no words at all.
The shadows of aspen-wood fences
On the snow like a ladder fall.

Decked in their garments of sunshine,
Dear little darling birds,
Gray sparrows appear like finches,
Finer than any words.




søndag 26. mai 2013

.: In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wound...

.: In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wound...: At night, oh yes, at night there are many stars, all of them in a river like a ribbon at the windows of those houses harbouring the ...

In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wounded. Lost discoverer, in you everything sank !


At night, oh yes,
at night there are many stars,
all of them in a river
like a ribbon at the windows
of those houses harbouring the soul...


.: My soul is an empty carousel at sunset...

.: My soul is an empty carousel at sunset...: If God is in my verse... Dog of mine. If god is in my verse. I am God. If god is in your distressed eyes, you are God. No one ...

My soul is an empty carousel at sunset...



If God is in my verse...

Dog of mine.
If god is in my verse.
I am God.

If god is in your distressed eyes,
you are God.

No one exist in this immense world
of ours that might kneel before us two !

lørdag 25. mai 2013

.: What is everywhere, what is always, what is by all...

.: What is everywhere, what is always, what is by all...: Everywhere I gathered the honey that bears devour, the secret stirring of spring, the treasure of the elephants, and that I leave to...

What is everywhere, what is always, what is by all people believed...


Everywhere I gathered
the honey that bears devour,
the secret stirring of spring,
the treasure of the elephants,
and that I leave to my own ones,
the clear stream of my family.
The people defined me
and I never stopped being one of them.
I held in the palm of my hand
the world with its archipelago's
and since I can't be denied,
I never denied my heart,
or oysters, or stars.
From having been born so often
I have salty experience
like creatures of the sea
with a passion for stars
and an earthy destination...




.: Unable to sleep, I spend the whole night seeing he...

.: Unable to sleep, I spend the whole night seeing he...: And seeing it always in ways different from where I see her in person. I fashion thoughts from my memory  of how she is when she talk...

Unable to sleep, I spend the whole night seeing her all by itself...


And seeing it always in ways different
from where I see her in person.
I fashion thoughts from my memory 
of how she is when she talks to me 
on the phone.
and in each thought she's a variation 
on her likeness.
To love is to think.
and from thinking of her so much,
I almost forget to feel.
I don't really know what I want,
even from her,
and she's all I think of.
Do I ?
My distraction is as large as life.
when I feel like being with her,
not so often any more.
So as not to have to leave her afterwards.
And I prefer thinking about her, 
because I'm a little afraid of her as
she really is.
I don't really know what I want,
and I don't even want to know what I want.
All I want is to think, but can I think ?
I don't ask anything of anyone,
not even of her,
expect to let me think...


.: This thing... that can be understood and not expre...

.: This thing... that can be understood and not expre...: Hesitant, as if forgotten by me, the morning breeze caresses the field. And the sun begins to glimmer. Let us, Dear Friend, not wish...

This thing... that can be understood and not expressed, may take a neuter gender;--- and every child knows it.


Hesitant,
as if forgotten by me,
the morning breeze caresses the field.
And the sun begins to glimmer.
Let us, Dear Friend, not wish in this hour
for more sun than this or for a stronger breeze
than the one that is small and exists...


onsdag 22. mai 2013

.: Won't you come into the garden ? I would like my...

.: Won't you come into the garden ? I would like my...: Others are bound to have What we are bound to lose. Others are apt to find what in our discoveries Was found, or not found, In acco...

.: L'amour, tel qu'il existe dans la society, n'est q...

.: L'amour, tel qu'il existe dans la society, n'est q...: Love, in the form in which it exists in society, is nothing but the exchange of two fantasies and the superficial contact of two bodies.....

.: Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you an...

.: Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you an...: Who will write the story of  what he could have been ? That, if someone writes it, will perhaps be the true history of humanity. W...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...: Solitaire  Over the pianissimo of gold... my lonely poplar. Without some harmonical bird. Over the pianissimo of gold... The...

.: For many years ago your whole body holds a stemmed...

.: For many years ago your whole body holds a stemmed...: When I let my hand climb, in each place I find a dove that was looking for me as if my love, they had made you of clay for my very o...

For many years ago your whole body holds a stemmed glass or gentle sweetness destined for me.


When I let my hand climb,
in each place I find a dove
that was looking for me as if
my love, they had made you of clay
for my very own potter's hands.


Your knees, your breasts,
your waist,
are missing in me, like in the hollow
of a thirsting earth
where they relinquished
a form,
and togehter
we are complete like one single river,
like one single grain of sand.


.: Where do the noses go ? I always wondered where t...

.: Where do the noses go ? I always wondered where t...: Already over my vain brow the hair of that youth who died is greying. My eyes shine less today... My lips have lost their right to ...

Where do the noses go ? I always wondered where the noses would go. But did thee feel the earth move? I do not know.


Already over my vain brow the
hair of that youth who died is greying.

My eyes shine less today...

My lips have lost their right to kiss...

If you still love me, for love's sake
stop loving:
Don't cheat on me with me.


tirsdag 21. mai 2013

.: Teach me to feel another's woe; To hide the fault ...

.: Teach me to feel another's woe; To hide the fault ...: If souls that feel and act have knowledge only by recalling what they'd forgotten, our race lives because in us the memory of yo...

Teach me to feel another's woe; To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me...



If souls that feel and act have knowledge
only by recalling what they'd forgotten,
our race lives because in us the memory
of your instinct survived.


.: Won't you come into the garden ? I would like my...

.: Won't you come into the garden ? I would like my...: Others are bound to have What we are bound to lose. Others are apt to find what in our discoveries Was found, or not found, In acco...

Won't you come into the garden ? I would like my roses to see you...


Others are bound to have
What we are bound to lose.
Others are apt to find
what in our discoveries
Was found, or not found,
In accord with Destiny.


But what they cannot have
Is the Magic of the Faraway
Which makes it history.
For this reason their glory
Is a tempered brilliance, given
By a borrowed light.



.: To clean and tidy up Matter...

.: To clean and tidy up Matter...: To put back all the things people cluttered up Because they didn't understand what they were for... To straighten, like a diligent...

To clean and tidy up Matter...


To put back all the things people cluttered up
Because they didn't understand what they were for...
To straighten, like a diligent housekeeper...
To sweep the rooms of observation
And to dust off simple ideas...
That's my life,
Or ?


mandag 20. mai 2013

.: Ål er Ål, han er alltid sleip og holde--- Slik som...

.: Ål er Ål, han er alltid sleip og holde--- Slik som...: Ny Norsk baksmell i Åle-fiske ! Sportsjournalistene i den lokale avis, og som har hatt trøbbel med maven under deltagelse i årets åle-fi...

.: Democracy Means government by discussion, but it i...

.: Democracy Means government by discussion, but it i...: My I ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse  of the moment, or are the result of previous study ?... In such c...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...: Hva er det sanne bilde av hvordan fremtiden vil bli ? Cual es la representación del resultado venidero ?

.: L'amour, tel qu'il existe dans la society, n'est q...

.: L'amour, tel qu'il existe dans la society, n'est q...: Love, in the form in which it exists in society, is nothing but the exchange of two fantasies and the superficial contact of two bodies.....

.: You aren't asleep under the cypress trees, for in ...

.: You aren't asleep under the cypress trees, for in ...: Your body is the shadow of the clothes That conceal your deeper self. When night, which is death, arrives, The shadow ends without ...

You aren't asleep under the cypress trees, for in this world there is no asleep... Only gunfire.



Your body is the shadow of the clothes
That conceal your deeper self.

When night, which is death, arrives,
The shadow ends without having been.
And you go, unaware s, into the night
As the mere outline of yourself.

The Syrian disaster:


.: Hasta cuando hablan los demás si ya hemos hablado ...

.: Hasta cuando hablan los demás si ya hemos hablado ...: To clean and to tidy up Matter ... to put back all the things people cluttered up Because they didn't understand what they were f...

Hasta cuando hablan los demás si ya hemos hablado nosotros ?



To clean and to tidy up Matter ...
to put back all the things people cluttered up
Because they didn't understand what they were for...
To straighten, like a diligent housekeeper of Reality.
The curtains on the windows of Feeling.
And the mats before the doors of Perception ...
To sweep the rooms of observations
And to dust off simple ideas ...
That's my life, verse by verse.
Or...


.: Seagulls are flying close to the ground. They say ...

.: Seagulls are flying close to the ground. They say ...: Likewise, when there's happiness, They say sadness is on tis way. Perhaps, but so what ? If today Is full of happiness, where d...

Seagulls are flying close to the ground. They say this means it's going to rain. But it's not raining yet. Right now (20/05-13) there are seagulls close to the ground Flying---that's all.



Likewise, when there's happiness,
They say sadness is on tis way.
Perhaps, but so what ? If today
Is full of happiness, where
does sadness fit in ?

it doesn't. It belongs to morrow.
When it comes, then I'll be sad.
today is pure and good. The future
Doesn't exist today. there's a wall
Between us and it.

Enjoy what you have, drunk on being !
Leave the future in its place.
Poems, wine, women, ideas---
Whatever you want, if it's what is,
Is for you to enjoy.

Tomorrow, tomorrow ...Be, tomorrow,
What tomorrow brings you, For now
Accept, be ignorant, and believe.
Keep close to the ground, but flying,
Like the seagull...


fredag 17. mai 2013

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...: Solitaire  Over the pianissimo of gold... my lonely poplar. Without some harmonical bird. Over the pianissimo of gold... The...

.: Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you an...

.: Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you an...: Who will write the story of  what he could have been ? That, if someone writes it, will perhaps be the true history of humanity. W...

.: Kunsten er blomstene på kunnskapens tre en 17. Mai...

.: Kunsten er blomstene på kunnskapens tre en 17. Mai...: La os si som Blix: Gud signe vårt dyre fedreland og lat det som hagen bløma ! Lat lysa din fred frå fjell til strand og vinter for ...

Kunsten er blomstene på kunnskapens tre en 17. Mai...


La os si som Blix:

Gud signe vårt dyre fedreland
og lat det som hagen bløma !
Lat lysa din fred frå fjell til strand
og vinter for vårsol røma !
Lat folket som brødre saman bu,
som kristene det kann seg søma !


torsdag 16. mai 2013

.: Lightly, lightly, very lightly a very light wind p...

.: Lightly, lightly, very lightly a very light wind p...: I'm a keeper of sheep. (Or humans ?) The sheep are my thoughts And each thought a sensation. I think with my eyes and my ears ...

.: L'amour, tel qu'il existe dans la society, n'est q...

.: L'amour, tel qu'il existe dans la society, n'est q...: Love, in the form in which it exists in society, is nothing but the exchange of two fantasies and the superficial contact of two bodies.....

.: Say not the struggle nought availeth. The labour a...

.: Say not the struggle nought availeth. The labour a...: If hopes were dupes, fears may be liar's; It may be, in yon smoke concealed, Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers, And, bu...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...: Hva er det sanne bilde av hvordan fremtiden vil bli ? Cual es la representación del resultado venidero ?

.: I want the flower you are, not the one you never g...

.: I want the flower you are, not the one you never g...: I don't want the presents which, Contrary to your intention, are the very denial of what you give. You give me what I'll lose...

I want the flower you are, not the one you never give.Why refuse me what I'm not asking you for ? You'll have time to refuse after you've given. Flower, be my flower ! If in this unyielding state the dire sphinx's hand should pluck you, you'll roam forever, an absurd shadow, seeking what you didn't give.


I don't want the presents which,
Contrary to your intention, are
the very denial of what you give.
You give me what I'll lose,
weeping its loss twice over,
as something of you and of me.


Promise it instead, without giving
me anything,
since then the loss will occur
in my hopes more than in my memory.


My only displeasure will be
the continual one of living,
since the days pass and what's 
hoped for still doesn't come,
and it's nothing...


tirsdag 14. mai 2013

.: I have often wished I had time to cultivate modest...

.: I have often wished I had time to cultivate modest...: Daisy and Lula, Lazy and silly, Walk by the shore of the wan grassy sea --- Talking once more `neath a swan-bosomed tree...

.: En kan dra hvor en vil, men en kan ikke dra fra se...

.: En kan dra hvor en vil, men en kan ikke dra fra se...: Grip sjansen ! En boks sild i dill og en boks makrell i tomat, Selges rimelig da boksenøklekene er bortkommet. Kun personlig fremmøte...

.: There is more felicity on the far side of baldness...

.: There is more felicity on the far side of baldness...: We shall generally find that the triangular person has got into the square hole, the oblong into the triangular, and a square person has ...

.: Democracy Means government by discussion, but it i...

.: Democracy Means government by discussion, but it i...: My I ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse  of the moment, or are the result of previous study ?... In such c...

.: Ål er Ål, han er alltid sleip og holde--- Slik som...

.: Ål er Ål, han er alltid sleip og holde--- Slik som...: Ny Norsk baksmell i Åle-fiske ! Sportsjournalistene i den lokale avis, og som har hatt trøbbel med maven under deltagelse i årets åle-fi...

mandag 13. mai 2013

.: I don't sing of night, since in my song the sun I ...

.: I don't sing of night, since in my song the sun I ...: Each man fulfils the destiny he must fulfil and desires the destiny he desires; He neither fulfils what he desires nor desires what h...

I don't sing of night, since in my song the sun I sing of will end in night. I'm aware of all I forget. I sing to forget it. Could I only stop, even if in a dream, the course of Apollo and know myself, even if mad, as the twin of an imperishable hour !


Each man fulfils the destiny he must fulfil
and desires the destiny he desires;
He neither fulfils what he desires
nor desires what he fulfils.
Like stones that border flower beds
we are arranged by Fate, and there remain,
our lot having placed us
where we had to be pleased.
Let's have no better knowledge of what
was our due than that it was our due.
Let's fulfil what we are.
Nothing more are we given.




.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...: Hva er det sanne bilde av hvordan fremtiden vil bli ? Cual es la representación del resultado venidero ?

Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvido ? --- Og hva betyr jeg ved glemslens domstol ?


Hva er det sanne bilde
av hvordan fremtiden vil bli ?

Cual es la representación
del resultado venidero ?

lørdag 11. mai 2013

.: Vi tynges i støvet av syndenes skrud, men fuglen i...

.: Vi tynges i støvet av syndenes skrud, men fuglen i...: Vilt er livet... men vilvin er villere... For alle gode tanker de kan slett ikke dø... For ennå bedre tanker er spiret av deres frø... ...

.: Der ewige Freide ist ein Traum, und nicht einmal e...

.: Der ewige Freide ist ein Traum, und nicht einmal e...: Everlasting peace is a dream,  and not even a pleasant one;  Say some... do they think ? Look at Africa... Very bad, how can be summar...

.: Once again I see you, But, I see myself also... D...

.: Once again I see you, But, I see myself also... D...: Rise up, rise up, And, as the trumpet blowing Chases the dreams of men, As the dawn glowing The stars that left unlit The land and wat...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...

.: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...: Solitaire  Over the pianissimo of gold... my lonely poplar. Without some harmonical bird. Over the pianissimo of gold... The...

.: Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you an...

.: Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you an...: Who will write the story of  what he could have been ? That, if someone writes it, will perhaps be the true history of humanity. W...

torsdag 9. mai 2013

.: Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you an...

.: Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you an...: Who will write the story of  what he could have been ? That, if someone writes it, will perhaps be the true history of humanity. W...

.: Kunsten er epleblomstene på kunnskapens tre.

.: Kunsten er epleblomstene på kunnskapens tre.: Hvorfor eksisterer blomsten ? For frøets skyld. Hvorfor eksisterer frøet ? For blomstens skyld. En evig krets ! avl ! Kjenn duf...

Kunsten er epleblomstene på kunnskapens tre.



Hvorfor eksisterer blomsten ?
For frøets skyld.

Hvorfor eksisterer frøet ?
For blomstens skyld.

En evig krets ! avl !

Kjenn duftene,
hør vinden,
alt dirrer av vekst.

Så vet du,
det er likevel mer
enn en sirkel.


.: Et høyt utviklet og kultivert menneske er ikke ute...

.: Et høyt utviklet og kultivert menneske er ikke ute...: --- Legg di hand i mi hand så er vi sterke saman så er vi svake saman så er vi saman.

Et høyt utviklet og kultivert menneske er ikke uten respekt for det som for andre er dyrt og hellig. (Falkberget)


--- Legg di hand i mi hand
så er vi sterke saman
så er vi svake saman
så er vi saman.

.: Tårene som ikke ennå er grått venter de i små inns...

.: Tårene som ikke ennå er grått venter de i små inns...: What matters is to know how to see. To know how to see without thinking. To know how to see when seeing. and not think when seeing. ...

Tårene som ikke ennå er grått venter de i små innsjøer ??? / / Las lagrimas que no se lloran esperan en pequeños lagos ???


What matters is to know how to see.
To know how to see without thinking.
To know how to see when seeing.
and not think when seeing.
Nor see when thinking.



To feel everything in every way.
To live everything from all sides.
To be the same thing in all ways 
possible at the same time.
To realize in oneself all humanity
at all moments.
In one scattered,
extravagant,
complete and aloof moment.