The prolific creation of life is what we are made of…*
Coming to myself – late afternoon,
Open eyes let the outside coming in,
To hear without ears,
To see without eyes,
Light and sound is all around…
And I am listening to the music,
Music what did not exist before,
created in the mood of serene…
Do nothing and nothing will be undone…
As I took a shower I got some thoughts I didn’t wont to forget.
But I forgot.
Like the dream I wanted to remember, slipped away to the place where it came from.
“Catch the fluff before you are caught by an anonymous voice you didn’t call.”
Life continuously speaks to me – and I listen.
In that moment I never fluff one’s lines…
Usually we take our life for granted.
It is like this because our daily life appears as an ordinary something. Most of us get tired to see them life like: today is the same as it has been yesterday and tomorrow life will be like today. And after many years they realize that they became old, without knowing that our life is a short visit on this beautiful planet earth and a great gift, a godsend.
I look the wonder of the power wich makes our heart beating and which gives us our breath for decades. In abjection and with pure gratitude I realize that life creates us at the moment, at present, when I wake up…
The one who realize that life renews life instantly knows that now always is the youngest…*
The Detail is the Basic of the Unit
What goes on?
Life is going on, without opinion.
And when the sense get used in daily life, than open the eyes again, watching in front of the door, as you never have been before on that place, you overrun in daily habituation…*
When I wake up in the morning…*
I drink my first coffee in my bureau at home,
the sun is just rising up,
the view out of my window remembers me,
I am born to live my life,
the presents of mind,
In just every moment we are deciding. We live in a reality of our decisions. Do we decide what we want to think about?