sab kuch aacha hai

What happens between us
has happened for centuries
we know it from literature

still it happens

there are books that describe all this
and yet they are useless

You walk into the woods behind a house
there in that country
you find a temple
built eighteen hundred years ago
you enter without knowing
what it is you enter

so it is with us

no one knows what may happen
though the books tell everything

burn the texts said Artaud

— Adrienne Rich

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‘We are too unobservant or too self-centred to fathom one another. Anyone who has seen masks at a ball, dancing amicably together, and holding hands without recognizing one another, only to part a moment later, and neither to meet again nor miss one another, can form a conception of the world at large.’

— Luc de Clapiers de Vauvenargues, ‘Reflections and Maxims’

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will you open your chest wide open for me?

the devil lived
but never loved
which is lonely
L one only
as are all
self I-s-O-lations

R.Buckminster Fuller

“It is a woman who hides. She believes that she can hide, which is foolishness; nobody can hide anything. And secondly, nobody would present herself naked the way she does. You have to be high to do this. This woman is obviously nice-looking, but she does not realize the effect she has on us. She does not know that she is half naked, and she does not know that she is trying to hide. That is to say, she is totally self-defeating, because she shows herself at the very moment that she thinks she is hiding.” -Louise Bourgeois

E.D.: Is there a philosophy behind your work?

J.T.: I think philosophy is not the right word. If anything, there is more discipline than philosophy behind my work. Philosophy is a rational study and my work is not always so rational. But it is in search of some kind of truth, albeit unattainable. There is certainly a lot of thoughts behind my work. But there is no conclusion, it asks more questions than it answers. Everything That Happens is my most rational work to date, where the ideas were carried out in a somewhat logical way, but I tried to also leave the work open, leaving room for interpretation.

via:egodesign

they say: There is a recipe for a good life:
Do what your heart calls you to do, and do it with all your heart. Then follow your inspiration and your joy in pursuing that calling, and try not to be shy!

i have an idea of who i wish i were, and that obscures my understanding of who i actually am. sometimes i pretend even to

via:note to self

In jealousy there is more self-love than love-François de La Rochefoucauld

Happiness is not a goal; it is a by-product. ~Eleanor Roosevelt

some pursue happiness others create it

i hate just looking, i always try to grab-D.H. Mondfleur

yesterday i did one thing that made myself feel happy. i was at the gym shaking my butts in a room packed of peeps. a great fun in a long time!

Leonard: What do you think it will take to make a real, substantive change?

Gehry: Creativity and a will to do it. And a lot of it is common sense.

via:treehugger

"Truth is not a reward for good behaviour, nor a prize for passing some tests. It cannot be brought about. It is the primary, the unborn, the ancient source of all that is. You are eligible because you are. You need not merit truth. It is your own. Just stop running away by running after. Stand still, be quiet."

"A quiet mind is all you need. All else will happen rightly, once your mind is quiet. As the sun on rising makes the world active, so does self-awareness affect changes in the mind. In the light of calm and steady self-awareness inner energies wake up and work miracles without effort on your part."

"When you demand nothing of the world, nor of God, when you want nothing, seek nothing, expect nothing, then the Supreme State will come to you uninvited and unexpected."

"The Real Does Not Die, The Unreal Never Lived"

- Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj

"Truth is not a reward for good behaviour, nor a prize for passing some tests. It cannot be brought about. It is the primary, the unborn, the ancient source of all that is. You are eligible because you are. You need not merit truth. It is your own. Just stop running away by running after. Stand still, be quiet."

"A quiet mind is all you need. All else will happen rightly, once your mind is quiet. As the sun on rising makes the world active, so does self-awareness affect changes in the mind. In... (read more)

Even “lovers,” he advises, “should guard their strangeness” (CW3: 82) –R. W. Emerson
but to live happy i must be contented with obscurity
-girl_onthe_les

"My Body Is A Cage"

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

I'm standing on a stage
Of fear and self-doubt
It's a hollow play
But they'll clap anyway

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You're standing next to me
My mind holds the key

I'm living in an age
That calls darkness light
Though my language is dead
Still the shapes fill my head

I'm living in an age
Whose name I don't know
Though the fear keeps me moving
Still my heart beats so slow

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You're standing next to me
My mind holds the key
My body is a

My body is a cage
We take what we're given
Just because you've forgotten
That don't mean you're forgiven

I'm living in an age
That screams my name at night
But when I get to the doorway
There's no one in sight

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You're standing next to me
My mind holds the key

Set my spirit free
Set my spirit free
Set my body free
-The Arcade Fire

i am thinking of you
you are walking in your street, its wintertime, you've turned up your foxfur collar, you are smiling and remote {species of spaces/georges perec}

Perec - Practical Exercises

Observe the street, from time to time, with some concern for system perhaps.
Apply yourself. Take your Time.
Note down the place: the terrace of a cafe near the junction of the Rue de Bac and the Boulevard Saint Germain
the time: seven o' clock in the evening
the date: 15 May 1973
the weather: set fair
Note down what you can see. Anything worthy of note going on. Do you know how to see what's worthy of note? Is there anything that strikes you?
Nothing strikes you. You don't know how to see.

You must set about it more slowly, almost stupidly. Force yourself to write down what is of no interest, what is most obvious, most common, most colourless.

Georges Perec, Species of Spaces, 1997:50

how do we know Jesus was Jewish?
.he was thirty, unmarried, and still living with his mother
.he went into his father's business
.he thought his mother was a virgin
.and his mother though the was God
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"

-continued to live-that is, repeat a habit formed to get necessaries

-cautiously unfolds, emerges what i am -best society 

days-

what are days for?

days are where we live.

they come, they wake us

time and time over.

they are to be happy in:

where can we live but days?

ah, solving that question

brings the priest and the doctor

in their long coats

running over the fields "

to put one brick upon another,

add a third and then a fourth,

leaves no time to wonder whether

what you do has any worth.

but to sit with bricks around you

while the winds of heaven bawl

weighing what you should or can do

leaves no doubt of it at all

{Pphilip}

born yesterday-

tightly folded bud, 

i have wished you something

none of the usual stuff

about being beautiful 

or running off a spring

of innocence and love

they will all wish you that

and should it prove possible 

well you are a lucky girl. 

but if it shouldn't, then

'may you be ordinary; 

have like other women, 

an average of talents:

not ugly, not good looking

nothing uncustomary 

to pull you off your balance,

that, unworkable itself,

stops all the rest from working.

in fact, may you be dull

if that is what a skilled, 

vigilant, flexible,

unemphasised, enthralled

catching of happiness is called.

{20 January 1954 TLD}