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Wednesday, November 7, 2012

zen le petit prince elephants


7th of November 2012

My dear Little Prince


Let me tell you about
All the elephants
I didn’t rode
But I let them go
Like
Pains I did not
Sooth
Like
Tears I did not
Shed
And dreams I did
Not (yet) live

But I’m still
Riding
The blue elephant

The more I listen,
The more I open
The elephants
Remind me
Of who
I am




blue moon
drawing

Sunday, September 23, 2012

cloud and water

18 years
went by
so quickly

cloud
and
water
and a mountain
of fire

i humble bow
and sit

my zafou
is still
the same



Wednesday, August 1, 2012

“Well, well, the beard of Bodhidharma is all gone.” 29 jul 2012

The Gateless Gate, by Ekai, called Mu-mon, tr. Nyogen Senzaki and Paul Reps [1934], at sacred-texts.com
[Bodhidharma himself was wondering...]

4. A Beardless Foreigner


Wakuan complained when he saw a picture of bearded Bodhidharma: "Why hasn't that fellow a beard?"



Mumon's comment: If you want to study Zen, you must study it with your heart. When you attain realization, it must be true realization. You yourself must have the face of the great Bodhidharma to see him. Just one such glimpse will be enough. But if you say you met him, you never saw him at all.

One should not discuss a dream

In front of a simpleton.

Why has Bodhidharma no beard?

What an absurd question!




Saturday, June 9, 2012

back

o vreme
n-am mai dat
pe aici.

am revenit
si am gasit
usa
deschisa

si chiar o fereastra
cu oblonul
la perete

trei frunze
de iedera
se catarau curioase
peste pervaz

le-am salutat
zambind
m-am inclinat
si-am pus
un elefant
de straja





Thursday, February 16, 2012

gratitude


“No duty is more urgent than that of returning thanks.”
 James Allen


multumesc mult
tuturor celor
care au contribuit
cu ganduri bune
si nu numai

multumesc! AB, AM, AN, AP, AS, CP, DI, DS, FC, MB, MC, MK, MM, MP, RS



Friday, February 10, 2012

sfiala

„Nu mă pot mândri că scriu şi mă sfiesc ca de o îndrăzneală. 
Nu am talent, am tulburare. Cuvântul îmi vine greu în condei.
 Îl şterg de zece ori şi tot nu l-am găsit. Mă sângeră fraza, mă doare.” Tudor Arghezi



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