This life is strange. Everything is subject to change. That is why one should not anchor one’s happiness on this life. Our time will pass on; what you are seeing now will be gone one day. Change is good if you don’t let it hurt you. When it does hurt, the rebellion you feel is meant to show you that you should not have any desires.
the world is closing in
did you ever think
that we could be so close, like brothers
the future’s in the air
i can feel it everywhere blowing with the wind of change
***
airplane iPhoneography ~ Calgary to Regina ~ November 2016
Karma is the law of action or cosmic justice, based upon cause and effect. Your every act, good or bad, has a specific effect on your life. The effects of actions in this life remain lodged in the subconsciousness; those brought over from past existences are hidden in the superconsciousness, ready like seeds to germinate under the influence of a suitable environment. Karma decrees that as one sows, so must he inevitably reap.
i bet there’s rich folks eatin’
in a fancy dining car
they’re probably drinkin’ coffee
and smokin’ big cigars
but i know i had it comin’
i know i can’t be free
but those people keep a-movin’ and that’s what tortures me
In one of my former lives I was a cloud. The cloud had a nice time in the sky, travelling around and looking down. A cloud is sometimes transformed into rain, and when the rain comes, the cloud isn’t scared to death. The cloud knows that the rain is something very exciting too. So, instead of crying, the cloud begins to sing and becomes the rain falling on fields and into the rivers.
but hold me fast, hold me fast
’cause i’m a hopeless wanderer
and hold me fast, hold me fast
’cause i’m a hopeless wanderer
i will learn, i will learn to love the skies i’m under
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random Canadian air iPhoneography shots ~ by Hedy Bach ~ 2015.
The secret of seeing things as they are is to take off our coloured spectacles. That being-as-it-is, with nothing extraordinary about it, nothing wonderful, is the great wonder. The ability to see things normally is no small thing; to be really normal is the unusual. In that normality begins to bubble up inspiration.
saw you on the corner
saw you in the park
saw you on the platform
of Grand Central Station
You should always remain alert, watchful. You should always remain present. Not a single thing should be done in a sort of sleepy state of mind. You should not move like a somnambulist, you should move with a sharp consciousness.
i’m so tired i don’t know what to do
i’m so tired my mind is set on you
i wonder should i call you but i know what you’d do
Now you feel how nothing clings to you; your vast shell reaches into endless space, and there the rich, thick fluids rise and flow. Illuminated in your infinite peace.
those patio lanterns
they were the stars in the sky
those patio lanterns
lighting up our lives
those patio lanterns
they were the stars in the sky those patio lanterns
Any experience that has not been lived will hang around you, will persist: “Finish me! Live me! Complete me!” There is an intrinsic quality in every experience that it tends and wants to be finished, completed. Once completed, it evaporates; incomplete, it persists, it tortures you, it haunts you, it attracts your attention. It says, “What are you going to do about me? I am still incomplete – fulfill me!”
like the Dead Sea
you told me i was like the Dead Sea
you’ll never sink when you are with me
oh, Lord, i’m your Dead Sea
We’re on fire. We may not know it but we’re on fire, and we have to put that fire out. We’re burning with desire. We’re burning with craving. Everything about us is out of control.
ventana blanca
ay, que venga la mañana
ay que venga otra vez esperando
Just this. Just this, this room where we are. Pay attention to that. Pay attention to who’s there. Pay attention to what isn’t known there. Pay attention to what is known there. Pay attention to what everyone is thinking or feeling; what you’re doing there. Pay attention. Pay attention.
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