It is difficult to communicate.
It is even with harder difficulty that a
communication occurs.
And then, in the end,
do you really know
if there was
an equal understanding.
It is even with harder difficulty that a
communication occurs.
And then, in the end,
do you really know
if there was
an equal understanding.
Very confusing
Too early to tell? What, wait until it is too late ?
Forfeit is never a solution.
Compromise leads to no where.
Silence is not a virtue nor golden.
Compromise leads to no where.
Silence is not a virtue nor golden.
My
in-tension
Is to influence
YOU
at least ruffle your feathers
into
conscious participation.
in-tension
Is to influence
YOU
at least ruffle your feathers
into
conscious participation.
YOU are invited to Speakeasy
If you do not speak no one will know.
If you do not see you will have nothing to say.
If you do not hear you will never know if anyone is listening.
If you do not see you will have nothing to say.
If you do not hear you will never know if anyone is listening.
WHY, what for am I an I and here?
Did you ever wander and wonder what if or why?
It could be about a moment at that moment or it could be your whole life and through out your whole life.
Sex, food, drugs , all these delights life offers and after you have consumed and gorged yourself, for whatever reason or circumstance you decide to ween yourself from the joy, desire, dependence on them.
And what do you find? What is left of life? What stuff are you still holding on to?
And you let go of whatever that you "own", even let go of any ties with whatever your family may be, your children and their life.
And what do you see? Who is looking at you? You looking at yourself?
Already you have passed through wanting to have an identity, a title, a 'position in life'.
Already you have searched, re-searched, immersed into the mental, philosophical, psychological, spiritual about the purpose of life and you in it.
WHO ARE YOU? and WHY?
So as I am writing this last nights thoughts this morning, I stop to make a tea. And pull out a tea bag, I like drinking the brand 'Yogi Tea' not only because I like the flavors, but also because the tea bags have little statements written on them. I guess for you to contemplate on. So what does my tea bag say to me this morning - Be proud of who you are.
What the hell does that mean, who am I?
It could be about a moment at that moment or it could be your whole life and through out your whole life.
Sex, food, drugs , all these delights life offers and after you have consumed and gorged yourself, for whatever reason or circumstance you decide to ween yourself from the joy, desire, dependence on them.
And what do you find? What is left of life? What stuff are you still holding on to?
And you let go of whatever that you "own", even let go of any ties with whatever your family may be, your children and their life.
And what do you see? Who is looking at you? You looking at yourself?
Already you have passed through wanting to have an identity, a title, a 'position in life'.
Already you have searched, re-searched, immersed into the mental, philosophical, psychological, spiritual about the purpose of life and you in it.
WHO ARE YOU? and WHY?
So as I am writing this last nights thoughts this morning, I stop to make a tea. And pull out a tea bag, I like drinking the brand 'Yogi Tea' not only because I like the flavors, but also because the tea bags have little statements written on them. I guess for you to contemplate on. So what does my tea bag say to me this morning - Be proud of who you are.
What the hell does that mean, who am I?