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A while ago, Jamie inspired me with Zen philosophy.
"The Willow is green, the Flower is red." -Zen Prayer.
Reflection:
Life, Nature is both old and new, and calm and passionate. Beauty lies in the intricate systems, cycles, seasons. Change occurs: a Flower blooms, but what truly changes? It is the same timeless cycle that the Flower follows by instinct. And what are "green" and "red"? They are just interpretations in our eye, our mind. They have no real value, only difference in wavelength. And to a man who is colorbling, there are undoubtedly the same. This man may see clearly that the Willow and Flower do not differ, either. They are Life, Beauty, Nature, they are just as timeless, just as fleeting, equal. They are the same.
Summary: The Willow is not green The Willow is not a Willow. The Flower is not red. The Flower is not a Flower. There is not green or red. There is no Willow or Flower.
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Also, my record player is fixed and I'm late for Philosophy.
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Also: This is what I think like when I'm alone:
3.10.05
Lying in a walkway so worn it is stained black,
I ponder the stain supporting my weight,
Staring through my ever-open door,
I consider the world outside.
On a carpet know so well, I lay my heart
like the feet of countless strangers before me.
And my eyes sink into the night breeze,
peering into my neighbors' windows.
La Pieta says that some people have lovers to fill
empty space in their bed.
I am the sound of one hand clapping.
"The Willow is green, the Flower is red." -Zen Prayer.
Reflection:
Life, Nature is both old and new, and calm and passionate. Beauty lies in the intricate systems, cycles, seasons. Change occurs: a Flower blooms, but what truly changes? It is the same timeless cycle that the Flower follows by instinct. And what are "green" and "red"? They are just interpretations in our eye, our mind. They have no real value, only difference in wavelength. And to a man who is colorbling, there are undoubtedly the same. This man may see clearly that the Willow and Flower do not differ, either. They are Life, Beauty, Nature, they are just as timeless, just as fleeting, equal. They are the same.
Summary: The Willow is not green The Willow is not a Willow. The Flower is not red. The Flower is not a Flower. There is not green or red. There is no Willow or Flower.
.............
Also, my record player is fixed and I'm late for Philosophy.
.............
Also: This is what I think like when I'm alone:
3.10.05
Lying in a walkway so worn it is stained black,
I ponder the stain supporting my weight,
Staring through my ever-open door,
I consider the world outside.
On a carpet know so well, I lay my heart
like the feet of countless strangers before me.
And my eyes sink into the night breeze,
peering into my neighbors' windows.
La Pieta says that some people have lovers to fill
empty space in their bed.
I am the sound of one hand clapping.