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But what if …!?

When thinking about … or discussing … or viewing …. different points/subjects …. I always seek for different perspectives and find it exciting with the question:

-But what if …..!?

So what about Interior? Will I take the perspective from outside or insida? Will I take the perspective about things, furniture in a room? Or will I take a challenge to view thoughts – in my mind –  a kind of inner soul – from outside or inside?

what if
the interior is outside
your heart

It’s always about different points of views.

Acting
and Emotions in a kind of
Reality

Making choices …
Perhaps this is a kind of interior the abstract emotional way … ?

in a state of
needs and emotions
by reason

And showing my interior just now the reality way  … and more minimalistic 😉

lazar_20110116_sofa

Daily Prompt: Interior.


I confess

Every morning – my eyes open first – and then my longing after coffee and these awesome seed bread I make. Of course with goat cheese on top. No butter. Since I stopped smoking – 36 years ago – I don’t use butter on bread.

late light
a new morning twinkles for
seed bread

I confess!
My clock is nights and not early mornings.

sunburned beans
picked by blessed fingers
only mature

Mmmmm!
Now I am ready for The New Day.

a new day
with golden edges -every one
in dreams

My Cup of Coffee!

Carpe Diem: #1113
The Pilgrimage starts — the prologue.


Crazy Art by me - I'm thinking

Promise

Seems like promises is all about problems. But only if the deepest meaning is different between the two making promises. Once I experienced there is such difference. The value of the word differs. Between people.

enjoying
in this lilac present now
my promise

Some engaged listening and some honest talking will  do good, I think.

forever – red
roses – and ever will never last
until now

The most important promise to make is the promise to yourself, I think.

I promise
by all my heart – be true to
my values

And so I will … for now … of tomorrow we know nothing …
… nothing at all …

a sour cherry
maybe nothing – maybe another
tree

…. and I’m going on thinking ….

Carpe Diem: #1108 Promise.

Crazy Art by me - Out on reconnaissance

Out on Reconnaissance

I turned in on Váci utca and the first thing I thought was:

-I would like to walk here just now with my mother.

… feeling how very much I really would like it … I’m sure she would too. Maybe she walked along my side. In another kind of world. Some kind of world where all the spirits exist. Spirits like ‘minds of senses’ or ‘senses of minds’ or perhaps ‘minds before – now after’ or ‘minds before and after’. I think I like the last one best.

In a way I think everything done and said – heard and experienced – always will be. And never will be gone. Never. Waves of voices will never die. They will be less obvious and harder and harder to catch. But never obliterated.

-How exciting it would be to catch what Jesus really said, I have said to myself.

I look upon Jesus as a good person with a great kind of life philosophy. Not at all any God’s son! I would like to know more about what Thomas wrote about Jesus. His real words so to say.

-Sometime science will be able to find out how to catch ancient sound waves, I’m sure.

Interesting people fascinate me a lot. And I mean a lot! I like deep thoughts about life, living and our place in universe.

Some days ago I heard that intelligent people don’t want a lot of friends. Studies had been made that said:
People with fewer friends are more intelligent than people with a lot of friends.
I have been thinking about this.
Is it really true?

-I must found out … off I go to surf the net and what do I find …?

The study Abstract – The Washington Post about ”Why smart people are better off with fewer friends” – brightside.me about this – …

Interesting!


”Any fool can know. The point is to understand.” Albert Einstein


Power of Act by me.
Crazy Art by me - Power to Act

Heading for Budapest

Budapest – Retreat in my Heart

Finding myself in the place.
Perfectly right space.
After testing so many ways.

At last peace in my mind.
This gem so happy to find.
No longer lost and blind.

Life gets a new fresh start.
I’m thankful to be so smart.
Budapest – retreat – in my heart.

Chain Bridge and Buda castle, Budapest The Chain Bridge over Danube – between Pest and Buda – and Buda Castle.

Daily Prompt: Retreat.

Blue Photo - Empty Seats and Tram 2

Bortom Poesin

Man skulle kunna önska att man kunde skriva poesi lika elegant som en fjällbäck tar sig fram i landskapet. Kanske kan man lära sig?
Varför kunde inta jag komma på att jag ”legat vaken hela natten och känt om hjärtat sitter kvar”? (Lars Winnebäck)
Jag ligger förstås inte vaken hela natten. Oftast sitter jag uppe och ”jobbar” halva. Resten och lite till sover jag gott.
Kanske ska man tänka ut ett tema först. LW hade ju soldat, vapen och krig som tema i sin ”Ingen soldat”.

hjärta och smärta
i en kropp som hyser hela livet
bortom poesin

Jag får fundera ut ett tema.

det övergivna
lämnas för återuppbyggnad
utan hjärta

Skrivpuff blev min räddning – igen.

det tomma
arket som nu ska fyllas med själ
och hjärta

Det puffordet ska jag ta med nästa promenad.

Skrivpuff: Övergivet.