Archive for August, 2011


poetry

Instantes

If I were to live my life anew,

In the next I would try to commit more errors.

I would not try to be so perfect. I would relax more.

I would be more foolish than I’ve been,

In fact, I would take few things seriously.

I would be less hygienic.

I would run more risks,

take more vacations,

contemplate more sunsets,

climb more mountains, swim more rivers.

I would go to more places where I’ve never been,

I would eat more ice cream and fewer beans,

I would have more real problems and less imaginary ones.

I was one of those people who lived sensibly

and prolifically each minute of his life;

Of course I had moments of happiness.

If I could go back I would have only good moments.

Because if you didn’t know,

of that life is made: only of moments. Don’t lose the now.

I was one of those that never

went anywhere without a thermometer,

a hot water bottle,

an umbrella and a parachute;

if I could live again, I would travel lighter.

If I could live again,

I would begin to walk barefoot from the beginning of spring

and I would continue barefoot until autumn ends.

I would take more cart rides,

contemplate more dawns,

and play with more children,

If I had another life ahead of me.

But already you see, I am 85

and I know that I am dying.

Jorge Luis Borges

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The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.

— by Charles Bukowski

http://www.forbes.com/sites/matthewnewton/2011/08/10/levis-latest-go-forth-ad-romanticizes-youth-riots-at-the-wrong-time/

The possession of power inevitably spoils the free use of reason. ”

— Immanuel Kant

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Like The Silkworm You Have Built A Cocoon Around Yourself…. Burst Your Own Cocoon And Come Out As The Beautiful Butterfly, As The Free Soul. Then Alone You Will See Truth.- Swami Vivekananda

 “Dance like no one’s watching. Sing like no one’s listening. Work like

you don’t need the money. Love like you’ve never been hurt before.

Live like there’s no tomorrow

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