These days I’m getting another perspective in view of coincidence. Maybe there is more behind it. What happens, if you give an intension? What happens with the quantum field, if this intension is not selfish, not destroying, not manipulating, if it’s good to learn more, to understand more? Maybe you can make a wish on this basic. Imagine a coincidence as a choice from a bunch of possibilities and influence the choice with your wish! Let’s take a look what happens!
Welcome to a world full of sun spots! It's about Love, Life, Fairy Tales, Useless Things and a little bit philosophical Thoughts. And 2009 it's a lot about Sydney and Australia.
PS: Here are also some english posts with the label "please in english". Find out that life is really a box of chocolates!
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Matrix ist der Zwischenraum von Entengrütze
"Unsere Welt ist Entengrütze. Das wahre Leben -die Matrix- befindet sich im Zwischraum. Das Einzige, was sich wahr anfühlt, sind die Zwischentöne, die Schwingungen, die Schritte hinterlassen und der Hall nach den Worten." Herr Schön, der bis jetzt mit Blick auf den Fluss im Schneidersitz gesessen hat, kippt mit einem Seufzer nach hinten. Beide Hände hinter dem Kopf verschränkt mit Blick in die Wolken. Bienen brummen im Klee neben seinem Ohr. Er zwinkert. In absoluter Lethargie hört er sogar das schmatzende Geräusch, das saugend ein kleiner Schneck hinterlässt, der einen Grashalm hochrutscht. DAS ist es! Das wahre Leben. Das Hineinsickern und das Verbundensein mit allem. Das Ohr am Handgelenk der Weltseele.
Monday, May 24, 2010
How do you feel alive?
Sometimes is realizing things we need to feel alive pretty surprising. A lot of people need and provoke bad situations to feel anything. We need a noticeable contact to the others and we need an appreciably contrast. It could be that's the reason for asking for trouble, running a risk, gampling with health, relationships and life. Are we not sensitive enough to enjoy our one and only life because of fun, harmony, peace, stability, consistent rhythm an something like that?
What do you see when you look inside?
I think, it's quite possible that I'm allways looking for chaos to feel alive. Now I try to work on it.
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