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Adding Color To My Sunset Sky

Posted in Dreams in Disorder with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 4, 2013 by designldg

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“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
(From “Stray Birds” by Rabindranath Tagore)

This parrot came at sunset nearby a window of the remains of a madrasa in the Hauz Khas complex in Delhi…

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The Absolute and The Particular

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“All forms of beauty, like all possible phenomena, contain an element of the eternal and an element of the transitory — of the absolute and of the particular.
Absolute and eternal beauty does not exist, or rather it is only an abstraction creamed from the general surface of different beauties.
The particular element in each manifestation comes from the emotions: and just as we have our own particular emotions, so we have our own beauty.”
(Charles Baudelaire – French Poet, 1821-1867)

I’ll never get tired of taking pictures of the Taj Mahal…
This is the absolute embodiment of everything on earth.

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Infinity Everywhere

Posted in Corporeality with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 6, 2011 by designldg

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“When you do things from your soul, you feel a rivermoving in you, a joy.
When actions come from another section, the feelingdisappears.
Don’t let others lead you.
They may be blind or, worse, vultures.
Reach for the rope of God.
And what is that?
Putting aside self-will.
Because of willfulness people sit in jail, the trapped bird’s wings are tied, fish sizzle in the skillet.
The anger of police is willfulness.
You’ve seen a magistrate inflict visible punishment.
Now see the invisible.
If you could leave your selfishness, you would see how you’ve been torturing your soul.
We are born and live inside black water in a well.
How could we know what an open field of sunlight is?
Don’t insist on going where you think you want to go.
Ask the way to the spring.
Your living pieces will form a harmony.
There is a moving palace that floats in the air with balconies and clear water flowing through, infinity everywhere, yet contained under a single tent.”
(“Moving Water” from “The Glance: Songs of Soul-Meeting” by Jalāl ad-Dīn Rumi – Sufi mystic & poet, 1207-1273)

This man was swimming in the holy waters of the Ganges in Varanasi (Benaras) when a seagull came down and joined this moment of infinity…

Promise at Dawn

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Promise at Dawn

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“Night’s darkness is the bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn.”
(Rabindranath Tagore – Indian Poet, Playwright and Essayist, Won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1913, 1861-1941)

This picture was shot early in the morning from Dashaswamedh (Main) Ghat in Varanasi (Benaras) when the holy waters become gold and hold a promise at dawn…

From Within

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“Peace comes from within.
Do not seek it without”.
(Buddha – Hindu Prince Gautama Siddharta, 563-483 B.C.)

This reader was sitting at the gate of the staircase leading to the Nepali Temple at Lalita ghat along the Ganges in Varanasi (Benaras).
He was enjoying the winter sun after braving the cold that people have to brave since a few nights in the Eternal city.

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Things as we are

Posted in The Oldest Living City in the World with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 30, 2010 by designldg

Things as we are

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“We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
(Anais Nin – French author, 1903-1977)

It was during a winter afternoon along the holy waters of the Ganges in Varanasi (Benaras), a old man was sleeping enjoying the last minutes of heat before sunset, a younger one was striking a few poses as if he was ready for a fashion show, further a bird wanted to find its dinner while another was looking at all of us from the top of a flag.
Maybe nothing was really going on this way, maybe I was the only one to see all that in the composition of this scenery, as Anais Nin wrote, we see things as we are…

All That is Life

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All That is Life

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“You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it.
That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing, and dance, and write poems, andsuffer, and understand, for all that is life.”
(Jiddu Krishnamurti – Indian Theosophist Philosopher, 1895-1986)

Once I met those men at Gai ghat nearby the holy waters of the Ganges.
They were talking, laughing and enjoying the morning sun.
They didn’t have much nevertheless something in the attitude and in the state of happiness around them made me believe that they understood the whole of life referred by Jiddu Krishnamurti.