Heard melodies are sweet,
but those unheard are sweeter;
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Journal created:
on 23 September 2002 (#715397)
Updated:
on 8 March 2014
Name:
silence from you is like the death of a tune
Location:
Pizzeria Kamikaze, Kahani
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"Friends only," you don't want to read the whining anyway, blah blah blah, etc. Ask me for my blog link if you want actual content.
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"It is not a sign of good health to be well adjusted to a sick society." - Jiddu Krishnamurti
When from our better selves we have too long
Been parted by the hurrying world, and droop,
Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired,
How gracious, how benign, is Solitude
- Wordsworth
"May we both have the strength to be the amazing, powerful, courageous adults that we are while never losing the strength to be the loving, wonder-ful, and incredibly wise children that we always have been." - OliverSebastian
"If your life is a struggle… if you keep getting bad breaks… if it appears that the world doesn’t much care for you, then it’s your move. The world is waiting on you to say “I love you” first." -- Steve Pavlina, on volunteering. (thank you Oliver)
"One never reaches home... But where paths that have affinity for each other intersect the whole world looks like home, for a time."
"It is always difficult to be born. You know the chick does not find it easy to break his way out of the shell. Think back and ask yourself: Was the way all that difficult? Was it only difficult? Wasn't it beautiful, too? Can you think of a more beautiful and easier way?
...
You must find your dream, then the way becomes easy. But there is no dream that lasts forever, each dream is followed by another, and one should not cling to any particular one."
- Demian Hermann Hesse
"I was born from nothing and to nothing I will return. And yet, when i say the word nothing, when i admit, at last, 'I am nothing,' i feel mysteriously like something again, ground zero, genesis, the pull of possibilities."
- Lauren Slater
"Reading these stories, it's tempting to think that the arts to be learned are those of tracking, hunting, navigating, skills of survival and escape. Even in the everyday world of the present, an anxiety to survive manifests itself in cars and clothes for far more rugged occasions than those at hand, as though to express some sense of the toughness of things and of readiness to face them. But the real difficulties, the real arts of survival, seem to lie in more subtle realms. There, what's called for is a kind of resilience of the psyche, a readiness to deal with what comes next. These captives layout in a stark and dramatic way what goes on in every life: the transitions whereby you cease to be who you were. Seldom is it as dramatic, but nevertheless, something of this journey between the near and the far goes on in every life. Sometimes an old photograph, an old friend, an old letter will remind you that you are not who you once were, for the person who dwelt among them, valued this, chose that, wrote thus, no longer exists. Without noticing it you have traversed a great distance; the strange has become familiar and the familiar if not strange at least awkward or uncomfortable, an outgrown garment. And some people travel far more than others. There are those who receive as birthright an adequate or at least unquestioned sense of self and those who set out to reinvent themselves, for survival or for satisfaction, and travel far. Some people inherit values and practices as a house they inhabit; some of us have to burn down that house, find our own ground, build from scratch, even as a psychological metamorphosis."
- Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide To Getting Lost
"Either Death is a state of nothingness and utter unconsciousness, or, as men say, there is a change in migration of the soul from this world to another. Now if you suppose there is no consciousness, but a sleep like the sleep of him who is undisturbed even by the sight of dreams, death will be an unspeakable gain. If a person were to select the night in which his sleep was undisturbed even by dreams and were to compare this with the other days and nights of his life, and then were to tell us how many days and nights he passed in the course of his life better and more pleasantly than this one, I think any man, even a great king, will not find many such days or nights, when compared with the others. Now if Death is like this, I say to Die is to gain, for eternity is then only a single night."
-Socrates [as told by Plato]
"Do not fear death so much, but rather the inadequate life."
Bertolt Brecht
"Only love can save the world." - A.S. Neill
A Softer World moodtheme by
kohler
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"It is not a sign of good health to be well adjusted to a sick society." - Jiddu Krishnamurti
When from our better selves we have too long
Been parted by the hurrying world, and droop,
Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired,
How gracious, how benign, is Solitude
- Wordsworth
"May we both have the strength to be the amazing, powerful, courageous adults that we are while never losing the strength to be the loving, wonder-ful, and incredibly wise children that we always have been." - OliverSebastian
"If your life is a struggle… if you keep getting bad breaks… if it appears that the world doesn’t much care for you, then it’s your move. The world is waiting on you to say “I love you” first." -- Steve Pavlina, on volunteering. (thank you Oliver)
"One never reaches home... But where paths that have affinity for each other intersect the whole world looks like home, for a time."
"It is always difficult to be born. You know the chick does not find it easy to break his way out of the shell. Think back and ask yourself: Was the way all that difficult? Was it only difficult? Wasn't it beautiful, too? Can you think of a more beautiful and easier way?
...
You must find your dream, then the way becomes easy. But there is no dream that lasts forever, each dream is followed by another, and one should not cling to any particular one."
- Demian Hermann Hesse
"I was born from nothing and to nothing I will return. And yet, when i say the word nothing, when i admit, at last, 'I am nothing,' i feel mysteriously like something again, ground zero, genesis, the pull of possibilities."
- Lauren Slater
"Reading these stories, it's tempting to think that the arts to be learned are those of tracking, hunting, navigating, skills of survival and escape. Even in the everyday world of the present, an anxiety to survive manifests itself in cars and clothes for far more rugged occasions than those at hand, as though to express some sense of the toughness of things and of readiness to face them. But the real difficulties, the real arts of survival, seem to lie in more subtle realms. There, what's called for is a kind of resilience of the psyche, a readiness to deal with what comes next. These captives layout in a stark and dramatic way what goes on in every life: the transitions whereby you cease to be who you were. Seldom is it as dramatic, but nevertheless, something of this journey between the near and the far goes on in every life. Sometimes an old photograph, an old friend, an old letter will remind you that you are not who you once were, for the person who dwelt among them, valued this, chose that, wrote thus, no longer exists. Without noticing it you have traversed a great distance; the strange has become familiar and the familiar if not strange at least awkward or uncomfortable, an outgrown garment. And some people travel far more than others. There are those who receive as birthright an adequate or at least unquestioned sense of self and those who set out to reinvent themselves, for survival or for satisfaction, and travel far. Some people inherit values and practices as a house they inhabit; some of us have to burn down that house, find our own ground, build from scratch, even as a psychological metamorphosis."
- Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide To Getting Lost
"Either Death is a state of nothingness and utter unconsciousness, or, as men say, there is a change in migration of the soul from this world to another. Now if you suppose there is no consciousness, but a sleep like the sleep of him who is undisturbed even by the sight of dreams, death will be an unspeakable gain. If a person were to select the night in which his sleep was undisturbed even by dreams and were to compare this with the other days and nights of his life, and then were to tell us how many days and nights he passed in the course of his life better and more pleasantly than this one, I think any man, even a great king, will not find many such days or nights, when compared with the others. Now if Death is like this, I say to Die is to gain, for eternity is then only a single night."
-Socrates [as told by Plato]
"Do not fear death so much, but rather the inadequate life."
Bertolt Brecht
"Only love can save the world." - A.S. Neill
A Softer World moodtheme by
kohler