Satire reveals what lies beneath. From prayer to opulence. From serving god to the worship of the golden calf. Human need, human wants. From humility to hubris.
The Catholic Church Fashion Show from Federico Fellini’s Roma
Satire reveals what lies beneath. From prayer to opulence. From serving god to the worship of the golden calf. Human need, human wants. From humility to hubris.
The Catholic Church Fashion Show from Federico Fellini’s Roma
Eckhart Tolle @ Google Talks: “Living with Meaning, Purpose and Wisdom in the Digital Age.”
Rockstar physicist Brian Cox uses quantum mechanics to illustrate one of the deepest truths of existence.
The sound of cycles in sync…lovely post from Trish at creating reciprocity…
At the heart of the universe is a steady, insistent beat: the sound of cycles in sync. It pervades nature at every scale from the nucleus to the cosmos…thousands of fireflies congregate in the mangroves and flash in unison, without any leader or cue from the environment. Trillions of electrons march in lockstep in a superconductor, enabling electricity to flow…In the solar system, gravitational synchrony can eject huge boulders out of the asteroid belt and towards Earth…Even our bodies are symphonies of rhythm, kept alive by the relentless, coordinated firing of thousands of pacemaker cells in our hearts. In every case, these feats of synchrony occur spontaneously, almost as if nature had an eerie yearning for order. (1)
Synchrony is a spontaneous tendency towards united order and it is the most pervasive drive in all of nature. As a phenomenon, it occurs right across the board – from inanimate objects…
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Within the rush of life, in the corner of your mind, your eye – you sense the moon, the stars. Those mysterious flickers you ignore because your busy. Yet within the thought is your habit, all you have claimed your own, pushing you north, yet, west of you silently, quietly, unassuming, the space it calls you, through pinholes it, like a god bursting flare it pierces that part of you which you disregard, yet somewhere within that ignoring, within the hustle and bustle and knowing and growing a tiny voice whispers, ‘look at me, you who search the perfect, for I am indeed the perfect yet you will not look, you refuse to turn your eye’.
For you are blind. The blind leading the blind.
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The poet speaks an universal languagePoetry is greater than history
We have become shameless in a response to being so ashamed about our tendency to deny truth. And if the poet speaks, he impacts the truth because he speaks from the heart, Hamza Yussuf on ” What happened to poetry” (4/5)
Listening to Orpheus (19)
Words are meant to speak the truth. That is what words are for. And this is what the poet does – he speaks the truth. Hamza Yussuf on “What happened to poetry ?” (3/5)
Listening to Orpheus (18)
What happened to poetry ?
A lecture on poetry with Hamza Yussuf (2/5)
SONNET 22
By William Shakespeare
My glass shall not persuade me I am old,
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee time’s furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
For all that beauty that doth cover thee
Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,
Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me:
How can I then be elder than thou art?
O, therefore, love, be of thyself so wary
As I, not for myself, but for thee will;
Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary
As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.
Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain;
Thou gavest me thine, not to give back again.
Listening to Orpheus (17)
(A word to the effect of counting. I don’ have a system. Some of the postings in this category I consider auxiliary in terms of developing the theme and so they don’t get a number. Others again take us a step further and so I count them in. This contemplative discourse “Listening to Orpheus” is all about the descent into the underworld – but even more importantly about the turning around and coming back to the world of form. It is about the forces of life – creativity, death and a passion for life.
My friend Fatima pointed me to this wonderful lecture of Sheik Hamza Yussuf on the occasion of a Rumi convention.