a cherished chest
for wisdom and reason
content depth
Skrivpuff: Skrin.
When on my walk along The Danube today … the wind was strong … but warm … it was upwind … and I usually don’t like … upwinds … dead winds … or head-winds at all. When I go by bike I hate it.
Today I found I liked it a lot. In that new experience I wanted to stay and enjoy. So I did! I imagined the wind brought new thoughts into my head. Suddenly it did. The wind brought back a thought I often had when very young … walking home in the night … me and the stars … I remember I almost used to feel dizzy at that time … thinking about … ”am I really?” ….(=do I really exist?) … incomprehensible great … universe … earth … me …
about the everything
I can understand nothing
humbly bowing
at the same time I realize
everything emerge out of the nothing
… which leave me … with the question … ”nothing”? …
nothing is
nothing will be – once
nothing (really) was
Cannot decide about last line … with or without ‘really’ ….. HELP!
About Hafiz … I feel the poem is linked so much to a special time … of how to be … and that is not now … in our time.
I don’t believe in … wiping out … efface … oneself … and I definitely have no wish to ”be rewarded with boundless pastures and eternal rest” … I live here and now … and I will do my very best … being the best myself … as well as being humble I react … and act …
Most humble … I think …. I am with my camera and macro lens … which makes it possible for me to see even the tiniest insect feet, feelers and more. How I marvel at such wonders!
From the nature … through my Canon … right into my dear Mac … I can see … what wasn’t seen …
feet and feelers
walking the life – feeling
where is nothing?feet and feelers
experience life – wondering
where is nothing?

Checking the length today …
Carpe Diem: #1169 Humble.
wings spread out
Milvus Milvus grabs my wish
on a roller coaster
Inspired by Merry go round by Lize Bard.
How interesting Kristjaan! I think I wrote the existentialist way in my last Carpe Diem post 😉 … and my favorit in this field is Sören Kierkegaard – the Danish philosopher. He was christian though and I am not captured by any religion. He was wise, I think. About nature … he didn’t think humans were one with the nature. He thought humans relate to nature. I think like that too. And as written before … humans … every man and woman … is their actions. They are NOT their characteristics … like skin color, religion, ethnic group, ….
the naked you
dressed in camouflage
a snake in paradise
Talking about philosophy like this … you must be a sincere human … not a fake one … Fakes are not worthy talking philosophy. Fakes have lost their confidence! That’s a fact!
Honesty goes with philosophy – life philosophy – the ethical way – only way.
”Face the facts of being what you are, for that is what changes what you are.”
Soren Kierkegaard
Being ones actions … aiming the honest and true way … sometimes need apologies … apologies for behavior … cowards don’t … humans do …
Picking a piece from the poem by Rumi … I choose this one … cut a bit …
”We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat:
our victory and defeat is from …”
when you go low
I always go higher – armed with
strong ethical code
…. and to cheer it up a bit … yesterday I got a photo from one of my grandchildren … so proud … she won in chess and her dad lost … I answered I knew she would win … the smart and clever … honest way … ❤ … she is my Golden Heart ❤ …
Flute … when so beautiful it feels right into the soul … the beauty of sincerity …
”Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced.”
Soren Kierkegaard
Carpe Diem: #1168 Flute.
your trust
finding the space – in life
my happiness
Inspired by Here by Lize Bard.
my nomadic soul ~ has found its foothold just here ~ a still resting place
Today – when watching musicians – I thought about passion. Does passion show in every musicians? I wondered about and pictured – like a film playing in mind – a lot of different musicians in different kinds of music. And in my head of course also dancers are moving around while thinking of passion … and music …
like a violin string
played – dancers move
in true passion
capturing the most inner
feelings to express
… I love so much passion … expressed through arts … performing arts … I love it so much it almost hurts … somewhere inside. The true artist … always shows a great power of passion … They become ‘one’ with their instrument … which for a dancer is the body … for the … orchestra conductor also body and his wand.
And I think a dancer with great passion also finds music inside his/her body … and knows how to transform it into dancing …
I get passionate … only by thinking about this passion …
a blue flower
picked the passing wind
playing music
Talking about passion … can also be made the funny way …
Carpe Diem: #1167 The Dancer.