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A Poem I wrote. Is this appropriate to post here? Hmmm, Eu nao sei.
Damn, I need a title. I remember how my poetry teacher taught us how important a title is, and I don’t have one! :(
Sometimes you dream so hard
The clocks of your mind begin
To melt inside a Dalí painting,
And the continents of your heart collide,
Pushing up mountains on which the hunter inside
You searches for the sacred white deer.
White mountains, white snow, white Buffalo, white sorrow;
The land’s blood is white, and the white moleskin bison skins
Flap in the wind as crystals soak the mountain.
We are sucked through the river’s white pipe.
Tobacco like water, river like smoke,
Our black walnut branches freeze
Fruit into the shadow Mother’s feathered bed.
But when we beat our drums,
To remember what we danced
And sang and the silence glances
Between her shadowy apparition and vapory vanish,
What will happen to those snow ringed owl nights
Darkened by just her eyes,
Blown by grasses and anchored by stone?
The white deer of our spirit was in the mountain
And also rested on her shoulders.
How many generations she will breed
Be run off cliffs
Pierced by the insatiable arrows
Dragged away by a mountain lion mouth?
Then we shall flank the grove of milky white pine
And fill its lungs with Arctic animal spirit.
We will ever dream so intensely,
And love so dearly, our tears
Will become rain and our desire blackened soil,
And golden leafy dreams will spiral down,
Floating through the stars
Giving birth, like an angel,
To the next door we open,
And the path of dreams blossoming in
The dew of the night’s first dawn.
Then our song will never
Be written, but instead,
Be sung.
©2009 Stephen Pickering.
Los pensamientos salidos del corazón son los que realmente elevan la mente a una buena creación de espíritu.
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Pensamentos fora do coração são as que realmente elevar a mente para criar um bom espírito.
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The thoughts gone out of the heart are those that really raise the mind to a good creation of spirit.
Daniel… My 2 cents. Forgive me for ranting… :)
I think that because we – in our cultures and societies operating within the money-based system – have attached some much importance and emotional relevance to money and the amassing of it, that the very thought of its loss or scarcity is tormenting at best.
Add to this that governments are quite obviously ignorant or complacent in the practices of big banking industries, and we see trillions of dollars, euros, pounds, etc., sucked into the black hole that is the mechanism of it’s very creation. Money, in and of itself doesn’t have any value, but we give it tremendous meaning (and thus value) in and over our lives.
And then, there’s the ego. Coupled with fear, the ego wants to control and exert power over it’s illusory dominion and property. Money enables this illusion of control and power. Sadly, money affects democratic as well as undemocratic processes around the world. So until we let loose the idea that money has power, is power, or derives unto it’s “masters” power, there will be those who must hoard it. This includes wealthy states and countries, as well as the wealthy elite.
I would also like to see Paulo opine on this matter through a book in the future. Money, trade, banking and such has been around and has maligned humanities progress for a long time. Seems like there’s a few stories in there somewhere…
Jealousy, Greed, Extreme Capitalism, the recent “financial crisis”. Why has it become common practice for people to insist on “counting their chickens before they’ve hatched, and borrow against the unhatched chickens”? Why have people forgotten the difference between actually losing money and just not making as much as before (i.e. 2 million last month + 1 million this month = a loss of 1 million)? What will it take for people to realize that we live in a limited environment with limited resources and that having a business which continues to grow without limit is unrealistic (I chose not to write “impossible” here because I like to believe that anything is possible, but I think you get the point)? I think a book from Mr. Coelho on these topics would be very interesting (if he could find some enjoyment in writing about them that is). I’ve often wondered what could be done to change these mentalities on both individual and global scales, and welcome all suggestions. Thank you,