Saturday, June 24, 2006
regardless of its validity, the concept of reincarnation is not difficult to comprehend when u consider the many endings n rebirths u have in a single lifetime.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
conversation
"why don't u check the stars n tell me." [sarcastically] "i know u don't move without them."
"not so much these days. i've lost some faith in them. for the past while the stars have been in disaccord with..."
"reality?"
"yes. with my reality. for 2 months now!"
"then maybe u should take a look at urself." [laughs] "maybe ur life is in disaccord with the stars."
"yes. i've considered that."
"not so much these days. i've lost some faith in them. for the past while the stars have been in disaccord with..."
"reality?"
"yes. with my reality. for 2 months now!"
"then maybe u should take a look at urself." [laughs] "maybe ur life is in disaccord with the stars."
"yes. i've considered that."
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
timetravel
if time should slow, so it would be
that i'll love u n u'll love me
for longer time than time can be
but if time should speed (n speed does he!)
then in ur arms i'll sooner be
where time, in time, will stop to see
that there time stops for u n me
that i'll love u n u'll love me
for longer time than time can be
but if time should speed (n speed does he!)
then in ur arms i'll sooner be
where time, in time, will stop to see
that there time stops for u n me
Monday, June 05, 2006
changingman
"the more i see the more i know
the more i know the less i understand"
paul weller
the changingman
the more i know the less i understand"
paul weller
the changingman
Saturday, June 03, 2006
canvas
colors mixing in n out
in different shades n hues
little they can do abt
a canvas dipped in blue
in different shades n hues
little they can do abt
a canvas dipped in blue
Friday, June 02, 2006
structure
when rebelling against a life of structure n little emotion, beware of adopting a life of emotion n little structure.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
message
there r no empty words. the absence of substance or emotion is still integral to the message.
Monday, May 29, 2006
the infinity bomb
infinite possibilities within a finite existence. he's definitely asking for trouble!
peace
"peace, though beloved of our lord, is a cardinal virtue only if your neighbours share your conscience."
david mitchell
cloud atlas
david mitchell
cloud atlas
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Sunday, May 21, 2006
too high
the price of drugs is far higher than their street value.
(n u don't know what it is till after u've paid it.)
(n u don't know what it is till after u've paid it.)
Saturday, May 20, 2006
obstacles
in line with the duality that is structural to god's work, he will place obstacles in ur life for 1 of 2 mutually exclusive reasons. they're there either for u to overcome, or to stop u from going somewhere u shouldn't.
i'm fucked if i can tell the difference.
i'm fucked if i can tell the difference.
Monday, May 15, 2006
maxim #83
"rubbama a3taka fa mana3ak, w rubbama mana3aka fa a3tak."
(sometimes he gives by depriving u, and sometimes he deprives u by giving.)
ibn 3atallah al iskandari
kitab al hikam (book of maxims)
maxim #83
(sometimes he gives by depriving u, and sometimes he deprives u by giving.)
ibn 3atallah al iskandari
kitab al hikam (book of maxims)
maxim #83
in ghandi's words...
fearlessness is the first attribute of spirituality.
cowards can never be moral.
cowards can never be moral.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
khalil gibran's the prophet
on work:
"you work that you may keep pace with the earth and the soul of the earth.
for to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life's procession that marches in majesty and proud submission towards the infinite."
on freedom:
"you shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief,
but rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound."
on pain:
"much of your pain is self-chosen.
it is the bitter poison by which the physician within you heals your sick self."
on self-knowledge:
"the soul walks not upon a line, neither does it grow like a reed.
the soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals."
on beauty:
"beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
but you are life and you are the veil.
beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
but you are eternity and you are the mirror."
"you work that you may keep pace with the earth and the soul of the earth.
for to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life's procession that marches in majesty and proud submission towards the infinite."
on freedom:
"you shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief,
but rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound."
on pain:
"much of your pain is self-chosen.
it is the bitter poison by which the physician within you heals your sick self."
on self-knowledge:
"the soul walks not upon a line, neither does it grow like a reed.
the soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals."
on beauty:
"beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
but you are life and you are the veil.
beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
but you are eternity and you are the mirror."
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Sunday, May 07, 2006
if u choose to regret...
regret not what u have done, for it has been done. but regret what u have not done, for it remains not done.
Friday, April 28, 2006
Thursday, April 27, 2006
moon at noon
a hot sun deceivingly cooled by a playful breeze - the same breeze caressing baby waves onto the shore. a beautiful clear day with remains of winter whiteness surrounding the mountains across. a cloudless sky with a wizardly half moon in mid day. a moon at noon. like my love for u. defies sense. n appears magically by its own will.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
al 3amal
al 3amal hoa al fi3l bi wojoud al niya. fal fi3l al mojarrad, doun al intiqas mimma feeh min 7awlen wa quoa, taqaton mahdoura, tastadillu masaraha bi wojoud al niya. wal niya al mojarrada, doun al intiqas min qeematiha al wojdaniya, ghayaaton mo3allaqa, tata7aqqaqu bi tamam al fi3l. al niya masdaruha al irada, wal fi3l masdaruhu al 3azeema. w khayru al 3amal ma atat niyatuhu min iradati allah, w qamat bi fi3lih 3azimatu 3obbadeh.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
life the ever changing
life the ever changing. what in it remains the same but the light of his face, only shining brighter as we move closer to him.
the last word
the authority of the last word, though highly gratifying, does not come at a low price. for it weighs its bearer with finality. and haunts him with never-ending what ifs.
elements
though water n earth r the most fertile of associations, imbalances abound that render their association a possible curse. the first may drown the second, depriving of its purpose. n the second may stay the first till it is dry, robbing it of its essence. or, a situation may be, where both r strong, n they spend lifetimes in ever-failing attempts at mutual domination. the cliff of rock, though chipped, remains mighty n high, n the crashing waves, though unrelenting, can only slip back in tired fascination. but absorbed in their never-ending game, they fail to see that indeed it is this, their association that emphasises their natures, drawing passionate waves out of runaway water, n giving an otherwise raw rock softness, purpose, n the wisdom of age.
the rock & the ocean
and the rock said "but if u love me, then why do ur waves keep crashing onto me?" and the ocean replied "because it is the only thing i know to do abt u. u r high n unwavering, expressionless but for your might. u neither bend towards me nor shy back from my advances. u stop me in my course, yet u do not block me from going around u. i know not what else to do with my love for u. i know no other way to illicit ur attention than for my waves to crash onto u, that i may feel my love resonate in u."
"but do u not see that u already affect me?" the rock said. "though the force of ur love chips at my being and eats at my flesh i bear it. because i love u. because i know that i am all the more beautiful because of it, radiant under the sun, my might softened by the halo of ur rainbows. n i love u for it. why do u think i do not move in spite of the force of ur tide? do u not see that i love u? why can't we enjoy our love not in contrast but entwined?"
and the waves softened their rythm and the ocean spoke somberly, with a quieter tone, as if with a sigh, "but u r not that earth n i am not that water. for we r not sea and shore, eternally bound at our edges in a playful embrace of passion. nor, better still, r we river n bank, subtle in our love, green in its effect. this is our nature n this is the nature of our love. it cannot dwell in docility without effect. for love is only that which is of effect. and i know not what else to do with my love for u."
then the ocean offered the rock a choice, for her either to stay him, bearing the force of their love, or to bid him on his course, never to see him again. and though the rock chose, she knew she would never be happy.
"but do u not see that u already affect me?" the rock said. "though the force of ur love chips at my being and eats at my flesh i bear it. because i love u. because i know that i am all the more beautiful because of it, radiant under the sun, my might softened by the halo of ur rainbows. n i love u for it. why do u think i do not move in spite of the force of ur tide? do u not see that i love u? why can't we enjoy our love not in contrast but entwined?"
and the waves softened their rythm and the ocean spoke somberly, with a quieter tone, as if with a sigh, "but u r not that earth n i am not that water. for we r not sea and shore, eternally bound at our edges in a playful embrace of passion. nor, better still, r we river n bank, subtle in our love, green in its effect. this is our nature n this is the nature of our love. it cannot dwell in docility without effect. for love is only that which is of effect. and i know not what else to do with my love for u."
then the ocean offered the rock a choice, for her either to stay him, bearing the force of their love, or to bid him on his course, never to see him again. and though the rock chose, she knew she would never be happy.