terça-feira, 5 de fevereiro de 2013
Ants and Bees
I can feel my vibrating cells
Everytime I eat fresh juicy fruits
Sweetening me inside
Ants and bees we like the same things
Everytime I eat fresh juicy fruits
Sweetening me inside
Ants and bees we like the same things
a fall - crystal rocks from the sky
the skies are so in love with the earth
that it's asking her to marry him
with iced crystal falling down
thundering through it all
let it rain
that it's asking her to marry him
with iced crystal falling down
thundering through it all
let it rain
impression
Seeing poetry in nature
Seeing nature in people
My soul is fooling around
I have the feeling that I am always the one who fall in love
Seeing nature in people
My soul is fooling around
I have the feeling that I am always the one who fall in love
sábado, 2 de fevereiro de 2013
In trust I dissolve
Dissolver-se na confiança
A verdade revelada
Vestir o sentimento de dentro pra fora
I trust after all
And I fall upside down
Dissolve in confidence
The truth revealed
Dress the feeling from the inside out
I trust after all
And I fall upside down
In trust I dissolve
The trust dissolves me
A verdade revelada
Vestir o sentimento de dentro pra fora
I trust after all
And I fall upside down
Dissolve in confidence
The truth revealed
Dress the feeling from the inside out
I trust after all
And I fall upside down
In trust I dissolve
The trust dissolves me
tudo a seu tempo
punctuality
is how the cosmos
synchronizes
for the realization of dreams
and transforms the desires attuned to chance
pontualidade
é como o cosmos
se sincroniza
para a realização dos sonhos
e transforma os desejos
em sintonia do acaso
is how the cosmos
synchronizes
for the realization of dreams
and transforms the desires attuned to chance
pontualidade
é como o cosmos
se sincroniza
para a realização dos sonhos
e transforma os desejos
em sintonia do acaso
sexta-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2013
Thermodinamic
Thermodinamica
free particles
of pure energy
radiate
through
heat conductors
beings
in total entropy
exchanging electrons
one colide to each other
and the light that shines in the eyes
belongs to distant star
wich shines for so long
light wave heat energy eletricity
Antique Soul
partículas livres
de pura energia
irradiam
através
condutores de calor
seres
em entropia total
trocam elétrons
colidem mutuamente
e a luz que brilha nos olhos
e' uma estrela distante
que brilha a muito
energia térmica luz onda eletricidade
Alma Antiga
free particles
of pure energy
radiate
through
heat conductors
beings
in total entropy
exchanging electrons
one colide to each other
and the light that shines in the eyes
belongs to distant star
wich shines for so long
light wave heat energy eletricity
Antique Soul
partículas livres
de pura energia
irradiam
através
condutores de calor
seres
em entropia total
trocam elétrons
colidem mutuamente
e a luz que brilha nos olhos
e' uma estrela distante
que brilha a muito
energia térmica luz onda eletricidade
Alma Antiga
Compassion
When we understand that we are part of a whole, we will have more compassion. When we realize that nothing makes us different from another being, a man in a wheelchair is like a growing child, a man who sleeps on the floor of the streets of India is like a girl ribbons in her hair back from London school which is similar to an executive who rushed walks on Avenida Paulista which is also equal to a dog shelter that asks, we will be more generous. You're just like the one that you asked for help and also very similar to those who helped you. Why? Why are we equal in clothes and circumstances so different? Because at some point in all our lives we've had been in all these places, or we will. The existence is abundant and we switch roles all the time. Although we do not know. Although we can not remember.
Quando entendermos que somos parte de um todo, teremos mais compaixão. Quando percebermos que absolutamente nada nos torna diferente de outro ser; que um homem na cadeira de rodas é igual a uma criança que cresce; um senhor que dorme no chão das ruas da Índia é semelhante a uma menina de laços de fita no cabelo voltando da escola em Londres que é semelhante a um executivo que anda apressado na Avenida Paulista que também é igual a um cão que pede abrigo; seremos mais generosos. Que você é igual aquele que te pediu ajuda e também semelhante a quem muito te ajudou. Por que? Por que somos iguais em roupas e circunstâncias tão distintas? Porque em algum momento em toda nossa existência já tivemos em todos esses lugares, ou ainda estaremos. A existência é abundante e trocamos de papéis o tempo todo. Ainda que não saibamos. Ainda que a gente não consiga recordar.
Mariana Coutinho.
Quando entendermos que somos parte de um todo, teremos mais compaixão. Quando percebermos que absolutamente nada nos torna diferente de outro ser; que um homem na cadeira de rodas é igual a uma criança que cresce; um senhor que dorme no chão das ruas da Índia é semelhante a uma menina de laços de fita no cabelo voltando da escola em Londres que é semelhante a um executivo que anda apressado na Avenida Paulista que também é igual a um cão que pede abrigo; seremos mais generosos. Que você é igual aquele que te pediu ajuda e também semelhante a quem muito te ajudou. Por que? Por que somos iguais em roupas e circunstâncias tão distintas? Porque em algum momento em toda nossa existência já tivemos em todos esses lugares, ou ainda estaremos. A existência é abundante e trocamos de papéis o tempo todo. Ainda que não saibamos. Ainda que a gente não consiga recordar.
Mariana Coutinho.
quinta-feira, 31 de janeiro de 2013
To the Ocean of yours
To the ocean of yours
with all your crashing waves that colides in my abroad coast
Here I came to the very edge
where nothing at all needs saying,
everything is absorbed through weather and the sea,
and the moon swam back,
its rays all silvered,
and time and again the darkness would be broken
by the crash of a wave,
and every day on the balcony of the sea,
wings open, fire is born,
and everything is blue again like morning
― Pablo Neruda
with all your crashing waves that colides in my abroad coast
Here I came to the very edge
where nothing at all needs saying,
everything is absorbed through weather and the sea,
and the moon swam back,
its rays all silvered,
and time and again the darkness would be broken
by the crash of a wave,
and every day on the balcony of the sea,
wings open, fire is born,
and everything is blue again like morning
― Pablo Neruda
Conscience
Conscience
Last night I dreamed you were calling me
I heard you voice clearly
I was sweating in this cold weather
And when I finally found you
You fell asleep
I was fondly awake
'sometimes i get up at dawn, and even my soul is wet.' Neruda
Last night I dreamed you were calling me
I heard you voice clearly
I was sweating in this cold weather
And when I finally found you
You fell asleep
I was fondly awake
'sometimes i get up at dawn, and even my soul is wet.' Neruda
Love Beauty Truth
Love is what you can not fully express or hide.
Beauty is what you can not own or resign.
Truth is that you can not avoid
Sri Sri Ravi Shankar
Beauty is what you can not own or resign.
Truth is that you can not avoid
Sri Sri Ravi Shankar
Truth and Dare
ela mudou como o desejo atua em minha estrutura
alterou a minha alma de uma forma incorrigivel
ela a soltou como o baloeiro que solta baloes de helio aos ceus colorindo a atmosfera
me fluiu
me transformou
liberou a essencia como quem interage com um elixir furta cor translucido
Alquimico
em todos os elementos da formula secreta que ela usa, ela sorri perolas
E esse novo eu que surgiu
Se renova a cada atitude
A cada sentimento verdadeiro
Esse ser que brinca de verdade ou consequencia
Porque sempre que a atitude se reservar vai vociferar as verdades mais quentes e sinceras
She changed how my desire operates in my structure
changed my soul in a way incorrigible
she released my soul like the baloonman loose helium balloons coloring the skie's atmosphere
I flowed
I turned
She released the essence as it interacts with a translucent color iridescent elixir
alchemic
in all elements of the secret formula that she uses, she smiles pearls
And this new version of myself was born
Is renewed with every single attitude
Every true feeling
This one who plays truth or dare
Because whenever my the attitude gets reserved I will roar hot and sincere truths
To the one's heart who awekens love in me
alterou a minha alma de uma forma incorrigivel
ela a soltou como o baloeiro que solta baloes de helio aos ceus colorindo a atmosfera
me fluiu
me transformou
liberou a essencia como quem interage com um elixir furta cor translucido
Alquimico
em todos os elementos da formula secreta que ela usa, ela sorri perolas
E esse novo eu que surgiu
Se renova a cada atitude
A cada sentimento verdadeiro
Esse ser que brinca de verdade ou consequencia
Porque sempre que a atitude se reservar vai vociferar as verdades mais quentes e sinceras
She changed how my desire operates in my structure
changed my soul in a way incorrigible
she released my soul like the baloonman loose helium balloons coloring the skie's atmosphere
I flowed
I turned
She released the essence as it interacts with a translucent color iridescent elixir
alchemic
in all elements of the secret formula that she uses, she smiles pearls
And this new version of myself was born
Is renewed with every single attitude
Every true feeling
This one who plays truth or dare
Because whenever my the attitude gets reserved I will roar hot and sincere truths
To the one's heart who awekens love in me
When she smiles
It's so charming
She punctuates all her sentences with smiles
Ela sorri o tempo todo
Pontua a frase com sorrisos
>> She changed how desires works in me
She punctuates all her sentences with smiles
Ela sorri o tempo todo
Pontua a frase com sorrisos
>> She changed how desires works in me
flame
Through the looking glass
I found poetry
A curious soul
Confident and burning in desire
All you have to do
Is laying down with the fire
I found poetry
A curious soul
Confident and burning in desire
All you have to do
Is laying down with the fire
Way
How many mistakes till
I get to you?
Darkness
Smoking air
Noise
Battles
Even a lost king in his castle
How many flowers in the way
Will it take?
I get to you?
Darkness
Smoking air
Noise
Battles
Even a lost king in his castle
How many flowers in the way
Will it take?
Lost and Found
And there I was
Searching for tales and proofs
Being sincere
I slept shouting you name
Through the darkness
Missing a part of mine that was not there
Searching for tales and proofs
Being sincere
I slept shouting you name
Through the darkness
Missing a part of mine that was not there
Empirismo
Na jornada da tentativa o ser adquire
experiência, seu sentimento se expandiu, e de alguma forma quando
retornar consigo reconstruído, será uma melhor versão de si. Ao se
reconectar tem ineditismos a acrescentar - para Mariana Junqueira
In the journey of trying the being gain experience, our feeling expanded, and somehow when I return reconstructed, I will be a better version of myself. When reconnected you may find some
inedited, premiere of new senses and feelings
In the journey of trying the being gain experience, our feeling expanded, and somehow when I return reconstructed, I will be a better version of myself. When reconnected you may find some
inedited, premiere of new senses and feelings
Van Gogh
When she opened her eyes
All the sunflowers in the field turn to her
She felt she was painted by Van Gogh
All the sunflowers in the field turn to her
She felt she was painted by Van Gogh
Amour
And these greedy nails, red
that look like strawberries lit
causing the heedless, maturing,
are only a few adult words
absurd, loving you
with fingers.
E estas unhas ávidas, vermelhas
que mais parecem morangos acesos
provocando os desatentos, amadurecendo,
são só algumas palavras adultas,
absurdas, te amando
com os dedos.
- Priscila Rode
that look like strawberries lit
causing the heedless, maturing,
are only a few adult words
absurd, loving you
with fingers.
E estas unhas ávidas, vermelhas
que mais parecem morangos acesos
provocando os desatentos, amadurecendo,
são só algumas palavras adultas,
absurdas, te amando
com os dedos.
- Priscila Rode
massage
Howver what is the point of putting the soul in the palm of my hand
If she does not even pay attention?
Mas do que adianta colocar a alma na palma da mão
Se ela nem sequer presta atenção?
If she does not even pay attention?
Mas do que adianta colocar a alma na palma da mão
Se ela nem sequer presta atenção?
Truth or Dare
Truth or Dare
I keep on playing
This game of mine
If you don't have attitude
Just tell the truth
I dare you to
Both of times
You must have courage
I keep on playing
This game of mine
If you don't have attitude
Just tell the truth
I dare you to
Both of times
You must have courage
Go with the flow
The only certainty is that everything is fluid and constantly changing
A única certeza é que tudo é fluido e está em constante mudança
A única certeza é que tudo é fluido e está em constante mudança
sexta-feira, 11 de janeiro de 2013
Twist
Decide for twists
unexpected solutions
Fun paths
Exchanging electrons from one place to another
Breaking all expectations of September in January
When comes the expectation I trick it and mistake it
And exchange it boldly for a new route
Boldly I unchoose a path and I create another novel invention
Creativity
Freedom of choice
I roll back twist and shout
Decidir por reviravoltas
Soluções inesperadas
Caminhos divertidos
Trocar os elétrons de lugar
Quebrar todas as expectativas de setembro em janeiro
Quando surge a expectativa eu a engano e mudo a rota corajosamente
Corajosamente eu desescolho um caminho e invento um outro inédito
Criatividade
Liberdade de escolha
Reviro e volto
unexpected solutions
Fun paths
Exchanging electrons from one place to another
Breaking all expectations of September in January
When comes the expectation I trick it and mistake it
And exchange it boldly for a new route
Boldly I unchoose a path and I create another novel invention
Creativity
Freedom of choice
I roll back twist and shout
Decidir por reviravoltas
Soluções inesperadas
Caminhos divertidos
Trocar os elétrons de lugar
Quebrar todas as expectativas de setembro em janeiro
Quando surge a expectativa eu a engano e mudo a rota corajosamente
Corajosamente eu desescolho um caminho e invento um outro inédito
Criatividade
Liberdade de escolha
Reviro e volto
Obvios
There comes a time that life will offer opportunities
You counterattacks and creates other
Counterattack in the right direction
Not that the obvios is not a good choice (it is definitely the best place to hide truths)
But it was given to us a bit of sharp creativity to be used from time to time
Imagination, use it
Work out the obvious
Simple is after all, what's more elaborate
Chega uma hora que a vida vai lhe oferecer oportunidades
Você contra-ataca e cria outras
Contra-atacar no bom sentido
Não que o obvio não seja uma boa escolha (ele é definitivamente o melhor lugar para se esconder verdades)
Porém lhe foi dado um tanto certo de criatividade para ser usada de tempos em tempos
Imaginação, use-a
Elabore o óbvio
O simples é afinal, o que há de mais elaborado
You counterattacks and creates other
Counterattack in the right direction
Not that the obvios is not a good choice (it is definitely the best place to hide truths)
But it was given to us a bit of sharp creativity to be used from time to time
Imagination, use it
Work out the obvious
Simple is after all, what's more elaborate
Chega uma hora que a vida vai lhe oferecer oportunidades
Você contra-ataca e cria outras
Contra-atacar no bom sentido
Não que o obvio não seja uma boa escolha (ele é definitivamente o melhor lugar para se esconder verdades)
Porém lhe foi dado um tanto certo de criatividade para ser usada de tempos em tempos
Imaginação, use-a
Elabore o óbvio
O simples é afinal, o que há de mais elaborado
Neruda's morning
I don't know who it is who lives or dies
who rests or wakes
but it is your heart that distributes all the graces of the daybreak in my breast.
Pablo Neruda
who rests or wakes
but it is your heart that distributes all the graces of the daybreak in my breast.
Pablo Neruda
segunda-feira, 7 de janeiro de 2013
Ode to a Naked Beauty
With chaste heart, and pure
eyes
I celebrate you, my beauty,
restraining my blood
so that the line
surges and follows
your contour,
and you bed yourself in my verse,
as in woodland, or wave-spume:
earth's perfume,
sea's music.
Nakedly beautiful,
whether it is your feet, arching
at a primal touch
of sound or breeze,
or your ears,
tiny spiral shells
from the splendour of America's oceans.
Your breasts also,
of equal fullness, overflowing
with the living light
and, yes,
winged
your eyelids of silken corn
that disclose
or enclose
the deep twin landscapes of your eyes.
The line of your back
separating you
falls away into paler regions
then surges
to the smooth hemispheres
of an apple,
and goes splitting
your loveliness
into two pillars
of burnt gold, pure alabaster,
to be lost in the twin clusters of your feet,
from which, once more, lifts and takes fire
the double tree of your symmetry:
flower of fire, open circle of candles,
swollen fruit raised
over the meeting of earth and ocean.
Your body - from what substances
agate, quartz, ears of wheat,
did it flow, was it gathered,
rising like bread
in the warmth,
and signalling hills
silvered,
valleys of a single petal, sweetnesses
of velvet depth,
until the pure, fine, form of woman
thickened
and rested there?
It is not so much light that falls
over the world
extended by your body
its suffocating snow,
as brightness, pouring itself out of you,
as if you were
burning inside.
Under your skin the moon is alive.
#Neruda
eyes
I celebrate you, my beauty,
restraining my blood
so that the line
surges and follows
your contour,
and you bed yourself in my verse,
as in woodland, or wave-spume:
earth's perfume,
sea's music.
Nakedly beautiful,
whether it is your feet, arching
at a primal touch
of sound or breeze,
or your ears,
tiny spiral shells
from the splendour of America's oceans.
Your breasts also,
of equal fullness, overflowing
with the living light
and, yes,
winged
your eyelids of silken corn
that disclose
or enclose
the deep twin landscapes of your eyes.
The line of your back
separating you
falls away into paler regions
then surges
to the smooth hemispheres
of an apple,
and goes splitting
your loveliness
into two pillars
of burnt gold, pure alabaster,
to be lost in the twin clusters of your feet,
from which, once more, lifts and takes fire
the double tree of your symmetry:
flower of fire, open circle of candles,
swollen fruit raised
over the meeting of earth and ocean.
Your body - from what substances
agate, quartz, ears of wheat,
did it flow, was it gathered,
rising like bread
in the warmth,
and signalling hills
silvered,
valleys of a single petal, sweetnesses
of velvet depth,
until the pure, fine, form of woman
thickened
and rested there?
It is not so much light that falls
over the world
extended by your body
its suffocating snow,
as brightness, pouring itself out of you,
as if you were
burning inside.
Under your skin the moon is alive.
#Neruda
It rains
it is a secret told from cloud to cloud
written on water with drops
everybody got their tips from above
are you open?
dripping from the skies
all the answers and medicine
*it rains because the water must come up to the skies to come back to the land more divine - Goethe
written on water with drops
everybody got their tips from above
are you open?
dripping from the skies
all the answers and medicine
*it rains because the water must come up to the skies to come back to the land more divine - Goethe
sábado, 5 de janeiro de 2013
Neruda
Rough love, violet crowned with thorns ...
Bush raised passions among many,
Launches of pain, anger crown,
By what ways and how you addressed my soul?
Why your fire precipitaste painful
Suddenly, between the cold sheets of my way?
Who taught you the steps that led you to me?
That flower, stone, showed that smoke my house?
The truth is that shivered the night terrifying,
The aurora filled with all your wine glasses
And the sun has set his heavenly presence,
While love surrounding me relentlessly cruel,
Until suffering me with swords and thorns
He opened my heart a burning path.
Áspero amor, violeta coroada de espinhos...
Arbusto entre tantas paixões erguidas,
Lança das dores, coroa da ira,
Por quais caminhos e como te dirigiu a minha alma?
Por que precipitaste teu fogo doloroso,
Repentinamente, entre as folhas frias do meu caminho?
Quem te ensinou os passos que te levaram a mim?
Que flor, que pedra, que fumaça mostraram minha casa?
A verdade é que tremeu a noite apavorante,
A aurora encheu todas as taças com seu vinho
E o sol estabeleceu sua presença celeste,
Enquanto o amor cruel me cercava sem trégua,
Até que padecendo-me com espadas e espinhos,
Abriu meu coração um caminho ardente.
sábado, 29 de dezembro de 2012
segunda-feira, 24 de dezembro de 2012
A Jogadora de Xadrez - The Chess Player
Essa ideia a roçou como um vestido noturno de seda a deslizar por um ombro nu dançando sob a luz cintilante dos lustres. - A Jogadora de Xadrez
This brushed up the idea as a silk evening dress by sliding a shoulder dancing naked under the twinkling light of the chandeliers. - The Chess Player
This brushed up the idea as a silk evening dress by sliding a shoulder dancing naked under the twinkling light of the chandeliers. - The Chess Player
sábado, 22 de dezembro de 2012
Five types of FIRE - Patanjali
The five types of fire!
1. The physical fire that keeps us warm
2. The fire of hunger
3. The fire of desire
4. The fire of criticism
5. The fire of love and knowledge
A new perspective to fire you would have never know - a briliant read for a curious mind
Fire sustains life. There are five types of fire. One is Bhutagni. Bhutagni means the fire with which you heat your home, to keep warmth in yourself. It sustains life. The physical fire. This is very obvious. It may not be so obvious in tropical countries. They might not give much value to fire. But in cold countries, you know how important it is. Without the physical fire, life gets extinguished. This physical fire is present in the body to some extent.
There is a second type of fire known
as Kamagni, the fire of desire. When the fire of desire comes, it gulps
you. The fire of lust and passion. It is because of this fire of passion
that life continues on this planet. The passion fire is present in all
the species of the creation.
The third type of fire is called Jataragni -the fire of hunger and digestion. This is one of the important principles of Ayurveda.
If the fire of digestion is less or more, it affects your health. It
affects your balance. You know when you get fever, you simply treat the
symptoms. You do not understand the principle.
When a foreign body enters the system, your whole body heats up.Fever comes.
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Then,Badabagni, the fire of criticism. When people criticize you, what happens? Fire wakes up. Fire awakens in your system. When you stand in front of a big crowd, what happens? You feel your heart beating and you are shivering from the fear of criticism or of the opinions of people. This is a fact.
Then there is thefire of knowledge or love: Premagni and Jnanagni. When life moves through all these fires, it comes out cold. Unfortunately, we have not understood this principle. We do not even allow the fire to come up. The moment fever comes, we take Paracetamol and suppress the symptoms and our immune system goes down. Not that you should not take medicine. You take it but attempt to tackle its root cause rather than just attending to the symptoms of fire in your system.
Naturopathy and Ayurveda deal with all these things. Your body develops your own air conditioning. If you put on the air conditioner all the time, then you are not letting the self-modulating system of the body function. Especially in tropical countries, air conditioner is used all the time, day and night. There is no prana (life force energy), no freshness in the environment. Have you noticed this? Our body produces sweat and it cools the body, like the wind which comes and your body becomes cool. It has its own air-conditioning system.
For this to happen, you should be used to it from a young age but unfortunately, we are used to air conditioners from childhood. So, to make a shift suddenly is certainly difficult. Nevertheless, you can look into this aspect. I have nothing against the use of air conditioners, but make sure that the fresh prana comes and your body temperature agrees with the environment. It will make a difference. Then, you get the ability to work in a cold place without having to wear too much. Or to be in a hot place without feeling suffocated.
Then comesKamagni, the fire of passion. We do not allow the fire to rise up in us. The moment a desire comes, we fulfill it immediately. Then the fire does not stay in you and does not burn you up. People who are very promiscuous have zero Kamagni. They do not even allow the fire to come up and burn them even a little bit, bake them a little bit. The moment the desire of sex comes, finish it there.
Then the Kamagni does not awaken in you. Sex is one of the oldest samskaras (impressions) other than eating. From all life times, you have done two things for sure. One is eating and another is sex. As a cow, as a monkey, donkey, horse, ox, whatever it is, passing through all these qualities, these two acts have been there.
When this passion arises, observe it. It is present in every cell of your body. It engulfs you, burns you and moves on. If this shifts, there is 100 percent totality of alertness, awareness that gets developed in kama (desire). If you do not allow that to come up and when a little desire comes and you immediately cool it down, then your power or shakti, the potentiality in you, goes down.
You become more inert and less sensitive. More inertia comes. Then there is no vigor, valor, joy, or enthusiasm in any activity one does. That is why people who are promiscuous do not have that enthusiasm. They do not have the force or will or strength to do any action. Have you noticed this? Yes or no?
The same thing with Jataragni too. Even before you feel hungry, you keep stuffing things into yourself. By stuffing the food more, there are more toxic substances in the body. Many people get diseases or die not because of hunger but out of overeating. Today in the world, very few people die out of hunger; more and more people are dying of overeating.
We do not allow the fire of hunger to come up. We have never kindled that. This is the principle of fasting. When you fast, every cell of your body becomes alive. Fasting is a very good therapy. It cleanses your system. The Jataragni cleanses you of all the toxins.
Art of Living 2012
sexta-feira, 21 de dezembro de 2012
Tabula Smaragdina
Tabula Smaragdina
O texto em latim, escrito por João de Sevilha (Johannes Hispaniensis), em Secretum Secretorum, é apresentado abaixo:- (1) Verum sine mendacio, certum et verissimum:
- (2) Quod est inferius est sicut quod est superius, et quod est superius est sicut quod est inferius, ad perpetranda miracula rei unius.
- (3) Et sict omnes res fuerunt ab Uno, mediatione unius, sic omnes res natæ fuerunt ab hac una re, adaptatione.
- (4) Pater ejus est Sol, mater ejus Luna;
- portavit illud Ventus in ventre suo; nutrix ejus Terra est.
- (5) Pater omnes Telesmi totius mundi est hic.
- (6) Vis ejus integra est, si versa fuerit in Terram.
- (7) Separabis terram ab igne, subtile a spisso, suaviter, cum magno ingenio.
- (8) Ascendit a terra in cœlum, interumque descendit in terram et recipit vim superiorum et inferiorum.
- (9) Sic habebis gloriam totius mundi.
- (10) Ideo fugiet a te omnis obscuritas.
- (11) Hic est totius fortitudinis fortitudo fortis: quis vincet omnem rem subtilem omnemque solidam penetrabit.
- (12) Sic mundus creatus est.
- (13) Hinc erunt adaptationes mirabiles quarum modus est hic.
- (14) Itaque vocatus sum Hermes Trismegistus, habens tres partes philosophiæ totius mundi.
- (15) Completum est quod dixi de Operatione Solis.
Tábua de Esmeralda
A tradução da Tabula Smaragdina segue-se: - (1) É verdade, certo e muito verdadeiro:
- (2) O que está embaixo é como o que está em cima e o que está em cima é como o que está embaixo, para realizar os milagres de uma única coisa.
- (3) E assim como todas as coisas vieram do Um, assim todas as coisas são únicas, por adaptação.
- (4) O Sol é o pai, a Lua é a mãe, o vento o embalou em seu ventre, a Terra é sua alma;
- (5) O Pai de toda Telesma do mundo está nisto.
- (6) Seu poder é pleno, se é convertido em Terra.
- (7) Separarás a Terra do Fogo, o sutil do denso, suavemente e com grande perícia.
- (8) Sobe da terra para o Céu e desce novamente à Terra e recolhe a força das coisas superiores e inferiores.
- (9) Desse modo obterás a glória do mundo.
- (10) E se afastarão de ti todas as trevas.
- (11) Nisso consiste o poder poderoso de todo poder:
- Vencerás todas as coisas sutis e penetrarás em tudo o que é sólido.
- (12) Assim o mundo foi criado.
- (13) Esta é a fonte das admiráveis adaptações aqui indicadas.
- (14) Por esta razão fui chamado de Hermes Trismegistos, pois possuo as três partes da filosofia universal.
- (15) O que eu disse da Obra Solar é completo.
Emerald Tablet
The translation of Tabula Smaragdina follows:
(1) is true, right and very true:
(2) What is below is like what is above and what is above is like what is below, to accomplish the miracles of one thing.
(3) And as all things have come from One, so all things are unique for adaptation.
(4) The Sun is the father, the mother is the moon, the wind cradled in her womb, the earth is his soul;
(5) The Father of all Telesma the world is this.
(6) His power is full, if it is converted into Earth.
(7) set apart the Land of Fire, the subtle from the dense, gently and with great skill.
(8) rises from earth to heaven and descends again to earth and collects the force of things superior and inferior.
(9) Thus you will obtain the glory of the world.
(10) And turn away from thee all darkness.
(11) Therein lies the power of all mighty power:
Conquer all things subtle and penetrarás all that is solid.
(12) Thus was the world created.
(13) This is the source of admirable adaptations herein.
(14) For this reason I am called Hermes Trismegistus, because I have all three parts of the universal philosophy.
(15) What I said the Solar Work is complete.
quinta-feira, 13 de dezembro de 2012
NERUDA
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me. NERUDA
if you forget me - neruda
If You Forget Me
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
Pablo Neruda
"Minha alma e' uma orquestra oculta;
Nao sei que instrumentos
tangem e rangem, cordas e harpas,
timbales e tambores, dentro de mim.
So me conheco como sinfonia."
Fernando Pessoa - Livro do Desassosego
"My soul is a hidden orchestra;
I do not know what instruments
rule and gnash, strings and harps,
timbales and drums inside me.
So I know myself as a symphony. "
Fernando Pessoa - Book Desassosego
Nao sei que instrumentos
tangem e rangem, cordas e harpas,
timbales e tambores, dentro de mim.
So me conheco como sinfonia."
Fernando Pessoa - Livro do Desassosego
"My soul is a hidden orchestra;
I do not know what instruments
rule and gnash, strings and harps,
timbales and drums inside me.
So I know myself as a symphony. "
Fernando Pessoa - Book Desassosego
Passagem - Path
O espirito e' aquela parte da quimica corporal (mecanismo) que possui os electrons soltos, descolados
E o espirito e' buscador, conquistador, curioso
O espirito quando se interessa por um caminho ele vai ate o fim.
O outro Ser.
Dai constroi uma passagem, por onde e' feita a jornada, a viagem
Ele constroi o tempo todo, o construtor, dia e noite.
Mas a noite quando estao todos dormindo, quando os corpos astrais estao descansando da energia empenhada de dia com o sol, que o espirito se manifesta.
Durante a noite a energia sutil esta soltinha pairando nos sonhos, na atmosfera
O feminino, o romance, o caminho, atraves de mim e de voce
Esse e o caminho essencial que a alma utiliza para passar atraves desse portal e liberta passear
Como um sopro um respiro um suspiro
Ela comeca a realizar os sonhos essencias e mais sutis.
Inspiracao e la esta a sua essencia
O material que o espirito usa para construir e' o amor.
O amor e' uma substancia presente em todos. Devemos perceber o amor como substancia. Materia-prima.
Conexao. Estamos conecetados. Estamos todos conectados. Lacos de intimidade. Reciprocidade essencial.
Two ways everything come and goes through us. And that's God. Divine magic. Pure Magic.
The spirit is that part of the body chemistry (mechanism) that has the electrons loose, cool
And the spirit is a seeker, conqueror, curious
When the spirit cares for a path it goes down till the end.
Another Being
So it builds a passage, where it's made the journey, traveling
He builds all the time, the builder, day and night.
But every night when we are all sleeping, when the astral bodies are resting energy committed to the day with the sun, that's when the spirit manifests.
At night the subtle energy that loosing hovering in dreams, in the atmosphere
Femininity, romance, the path, through me and you
This essential path and what the soul uses to pass through this gate and float free
As a breath, a sigh, as a blow
The soul begins to realize the most subtle scents of the dreams
Inspiration and there is your own essence
The material our spirit uses to build is love
Love is a substance present in all of us. We should see love as substance. Raw material.
Connection. We are all connected. Laces of intimacy. Reciprocity essential.
Two ways. Everything comes and goes through us. And tha's God. Divine magic. Pure Magic.
E o espirito e' buscador, conquistador, curioso
O espirito quando se interessa por um caminho ele vai ate o fim.
O outro Ser.
Dai constroi uma passagem, por onde e' feita a jornada, a viagem
Ele constroi o tempo todo, o construtor, dia e noite.
Mas a noite quando estao todos dormindo, quando os corpos astrais estao descansando da energia empenhada de dia com o sol, que o espirito se manifesta.
Durante a noite a energia sutil esta soltinha pairando nos sonhos, na atmosfera
O feminino, o romance, o caminho, atraves de mim e de voce
Esse e o caminho essencial que a alma utiliza para passar atraves desse portal e liberta passear
Como um sopro um respiro um suspiro
Ela comeca a realizar os sonhos essencias e mais sutis.
Inspiracao e la esta a sua essencia
O material que o espirito usa para construir e' o amor.
O amor e' uma substancia presente em todos. Devemos perceber o amor como substancia. Materia-prima.
Conexao. Estamos conecetados. Estamos todos conectados. Lacos de intimidade. Reciprocidade essencial.
Two ways everything come and goes through us. And that's God. Divine magic. Pure Magic.
The spirit is that part of the body chemistry (mechanism) that has the electrons loose, cool
And the spirit is a seeker, conqueror, curious
When the spirit cares for a path it goes down till the end.
Another Being
So it builds a passage, where it's made the journey, traveling
He builds all the time, the builder, day and night.
But every night when we are all sleeping, when the astral bodies are resting energy committed to the day with the sun, that's when the spirit manifests.
At night the subtle energy that loosing hovering in dreams, in the atmosphere
Femininity, romance, the path, through me and you
This essential path and what the soul uses to pass through this gate and float free
As a breath, a sigh, as a blow
The soul begins to realize the most subtle scents of the dreams
Inspiration and there is your own essence
The material our spirit uses to build is love
Love is a substance present in all of us. We should see love as substance. Raw material.
Connection. We are all connected. Laces of intimacy. Reciprocity essential.
Two ways. Everything comes and goes through us. And tha's God. Divine magic. Pure Magic.
vento - wind
As vezes eu ouco passar o vento; e so de ouvir o vento passar, vale a pena ter nascido.
Sometimes I hear the wind passing by, and so to hear the wind passing by, it is worth being born.
Sometimes I hear the wind passing by, and so to hear the wind passing by, it is worth being born.
A IMAGEM DOS ESPELHOS - Mirrors
A IMAGEM DOS ESPELHOS
Jamais deve buscar a coisa em si, a qual
depende somente dos espelhos.
A coisa em si, nunca: a coisa em ti.
Um pintor, por exemplo, nao pinta uma arvore: ele pinta-se uma arvore.
E um grande poeta - especie de rei
Midas a sua maneira - um grande poeta,
bem que ele poderia dizer:
Tudo o que eu toco se transforma em mim
Mario Quintana - Caderno H, p. 163
THE IMAGE OF MIRRORS
It should never get the thing itself, which
depends only on the mirrors.
The thing itself, never: the thing in you.
A painter, for example, does not paint a tree: he paints himself as a tree.
And a great poet - kind of king
Midas his way - a great poet,
well he could say:
Everything I touch turns to me
Mario Quintana - Book H, p. 163
Jamais deve buscar a coisa em si, a qual
depende somente dos espelhos.
A coisa em si, nunca: a coisa em ti.
Um pintor, por exemplo, nao pinta uma arvore: ele pinta-se uma arvore.
E um grande poeta - especie de rei
Midas a sua maneira - um grande poeta,
bem que ele poderia dizer:
Tudo o que eu toco se transforma em mim
Mario Quintana - Caderno H, p. 163
THE IMAGE OF MIRRORS
It should never get the thing itself, which
depends only on the mirrors.
The thing itself, never: the thing in you.
A painter, for example, does not paint a tree: he paints himself as a tree.
And a great poet - kind of king
Midas his way - a great poet,
well he could say:
Everything I touch turns to me
Mario Quintana - Book H, p. 163
Manuel Bandeira
Eu gosto de
delicadeza
seja nos gestos
nas palavras, nas ações
no jeito de olhar
no dia-a-dia e até
no que não é dito
com palavras
mas fica no ar...
(Manuel Bandeira)
I like
delicacy
gestures is
in words, actions
way of looking at
day-to-day and even
what is not said
with words
but is in the air ...
(Manuel Bandeira)
delicadeza
seja nos gestos
nas palavras, nas ações
no jeito de olhar
no dia-a-dia e até
no que não é dito
com palavras
mas fica no ar...
(Manuel Bandeira)
I like
delicacy
gestures is
in words, actions
way of looking at
day-to-day and even
what is not said
with words
but is in the air ...
(Manuel Bandeira)
Manoel de Barros
Acho que o quintal onde a gente brincou e'
maior do que a cidade. A gente so descobre isso depois de grande. A
gente so descobre que o tamanho das coisas ha que ser medido pela
intimidade que temos com as coisas. Ha de ser como acontece com o amor.
Assim, as pedrinhas do nosso quintal sao sempre maiores do que as outras
pedras do mundo. Justo pelo motivo da intimidade. - Manoel de Barros
I think the backyard where we played and 'larger than the city. We discovered this after so great. We find that only the size of things has to be measured by the intimacy we have with things. Has to be like this with love. Thus, the pebbles of our yard are always larger than the other stones of the world. Just for the reason of intimacy.
I think the backyard where we played and 'larger than the city. We discovered this after so great. We find that only the size of things has to be measured by the intimacy we have with things. Has to be like this with love. Thus, the pebbles of our yard are always larger than the other stones of the world. Just for the reason of intimacy.
Sri Sri Ravi Shankar speaks
Beauty is a personal phenomenon.
Something happens in you - an exclamation!!
- a wave rising in the ocean - that blows the mind away.
If it were not personal, it could not be divine.
The divine is always personal.
The jewel of beauty is surrender.
When your mind and heart are surrended to beauty,
there is nothing to match it anywhere.
- Sri Sri Ravi Shankar
Something happens in you - an exclamation!!
- a wave rising in the ocean - that blows the mind away.
If it were not personal, it could not be divine.
The divine is always personal.
The jewel of beauty is surrender.
When your mind and heart are surrended to beauty,
there is nothing to match it anywhere.
- Sri Sri Ravi Shankar
...
"Quem vive como lhe convem
E e' bem pouca gente
Nao tem pressa de chegar
Por que sempre esta exatamente onde quer estar"
Who lives as it suits
And it is very few people
Not in a hurry to get anywhere
Because they are always exactly where they want to be
E e' bem pouca gente
Nao tem pressa de chegar
Por que sempre esta exatamente onde quer estar"
Who lives as it suits
And it is very few people
Not in a hurry to get anywhere
Because they are always exactly where they want to be
zodiac
Leão (22 jul. a 22 ago.)
Superlativo e intenso: assim é este momento de fim de ciclo, de renovação da fé no amor e na criatividade pessoal. Nos próximos 12 meses o que você fizer de hoje a 27/12 florescerá. Será como uma floresta de beleza incomparável.sexta-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2012
JG
Highly improbable events happen constantly without the slightest pretension to happen ...
Eventos altamente improváveis acontecem constantemente
Sem a menor pretensão de acontecer...
Eventos altamente improváveis acontecem constantemente
Sem a menor pretensão de acontecer...
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