Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

April 24, 2010

decisions

why do we find the hardest things in life to be decisions? why is it so hard to make up your mind? to choose. if we think about it, there are only, basically, two choices: right and wrong - as we are used to call them, but truly they just are good and bad - in any way you wanna measure them or according to whatever criterion you wish. good and bad - that's all there is, not only here but in the hole universe. everything that has life comes down to this two simple choices. everything refers to them and any creature or life form from this time and beyond comprehends and lives by those simple two notions. 
so, it all comes down to this: is it good for you or is it bad? and there is no selfishness in this, no egocentric thinking or something like that. don't forget: the only-one you are responsible for is undoubtedly yourself, so the questions asked earlier are true: is it good or not for you and you alone. don't be afraid to choose. if it's good for you then you cannot do a bad thing and everything around you will understand your action and more - everything will resonate to you. and don't think that if you'd like to do harm because it's fun for yourself, the universe will see it likewise. no, the right or wrong is so simple that you cannot cheat or lie or deceive, not even yourself deep down inside. so why the hell, excuse my... French, is it so damn hard to choose, to make a decision? why don't we listen to the first thought? why don't we listen beyond our interests and puny goals and take the right answer for us and everybody else directly from all around? - listen carefully for the first thing that pops in your mind; that one comes from your soul. and the soul... he knows just two measures: good and bad. and your soul can't do wrong. simply because he belong to you and all around in the same time... he really is you in the purest form since the beginning and till the end. he just knows good, life and love. sounds foolish, right? maybe that's why we are so scared to choose, to be or to love...because it's so simple and foolish at the first sight. 
be not afraid! you know how to live, just listen closely to yourself. 

April 22, 2010

ENOUGH!

enough
searching for love amidst the powder of money and the material!
enough
preaching all will be well but not believing in it for only one moment!
enough 
caving in so easily and not remembering what i have and can do!
enough
living lies or memories, waiting for the past to become present again!
enough
fooling myself because of the smalls in the world, forgetting to look beyond!
enough
keeping dreams as real living and leaving life aside!
enough
making so damn fun of myself only to smile that even my laugh gets tired!
enough
jerking around! there is so much beauty and so little time to disclose it.
enough
with lonely night and the asylum in my solitude!
enough
being mean just because kind is a step further too much!
enough
with the jokes that tear life apart! so fragile it is and so meant to be cherished.
enough
with the deaf! we speak therefore we might as well hear.
enough
with the blind! we still have eyes to see.
enough
with all that should have been enough till now!

enough
saying "enough" for so many times 
but not once with indisputable meaning!

help me God, 
Universe or 
All forth and inwards ,
this to be my final and last "enough"! 
so there it is:
ENOUGH!

April 7, 2010

stumbling in English

ion bitzan - sublime

my tongue 
is searching 
for some sort of language 
to be able to speak in.

wracked among words
of no specific culture,
belonging to no one
and all
at the same time
i do find myself.

nobody told me
when i first came here
the need to be assigned
could ruin
even speech. 

 why do i bother?
oh, the hell, why do i bother?
heaven and hell alike
need no confinements.
nor do i.

God
bears
different names
only because of us.
He's still the same
with no other otherness
than the names we named Him.

what art configuration
do i need to perform
so everyone
can hear me?

can you imagine
the titanic battle
that crams into my mouth?
can you hear my tongue breaking?
hoping to find the right words...
words... words... words...
my poor sweet Hamlet
how do i catch thy arduousness.

now is the time for our battles
the language to be broken
into so many pieces
there'll be no language left
no more!

all understanding all.
no boundaries left to cross
not even words.

and
then
i can rest my tongue.