Such an arrow applied in every departure.
Spring : May.
A new arrival leaves a whole great deal of unfinished plans and unfulfiled hopes behind. This load or cargo remains after the departure of the old. Time measured by constructed communicative means is always a bargain in terms of our strength.
What do we hope to find in each achievement we struggle for ?
A new self is going to emerge .
Like a fish that has kept living beneath the ice .
A new prospect is going to surpass all visible
horizons at present time .
A new melody is going to be applied for us to
be kept in memories and myths . A new land
is going to be explored . New struggles
are to be expected .
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always.
an arrow
Human, too human - as the poet said.
I wish time would give us a break. The arrow would stop aiming us.
It' s a crazy thought.
have you read about zen and the art of archery?
Νο, i haven't. Is there a new thinking of time? or of our goals?
by eugen herrigel(1884-1955) a german philosopher who studied zen and archery in japan in the 1920s.
(time, goals and present and presence...being not performing. i must read it all over again, it´s almost 20 years since i did)
an archer´s target is he himself.
i used to talk about this with an old friend of mine, years ago, too..
We used to talk about being. Well, let's see..
to be is not to have- that's an easy one. But what about this:
to be or to do?
how can we separate ourself from our acts (isn't that what you meant be performing?)
Fromm says that humans gain consciousness of their being as the reflection of their actions; because we live and we are not being lived.
What i seem to agree with more, is that we can actually be lived (so, there is a point where we can stop being through our performings) when we are shared.
to be shared means to love.
to go to the woods and truly enjoy is a different thing than to go to the woods and be part of it. feel it. sense it. be the woods. it´s letting loose. let the woods come into you, not the other way round.
yes, i love it when i feel that i´m being lived. i feel it´s possible.
and yes, to be shared means to love.
I am sorry to say, i have not that kind of relation with nature. I hope i will gain the understanding and feeling you talk about some day. I try to be patient- i 've reached the point where i do not to get very agry with myself ;)
i keep thinking of this: becoming woods.
we are humans but perhaps we can be more than that, if we let things enter and move out.not as if we were transparent, but like a meeting of the environment with the inner substance. ant let it leave into the open. It's even harder for me to express it in english :)
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