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Journeys of love can be stunning and desperately exhausting. Love implies hope, but numerous are the impediments and the road may be covered with shipwrecking obstacles, since love is mystery, doubt, fear, pain and sometimes war or hell. ( " Those journeys of love" - "Cape of good Hope " )
Everybody is an alien to somebody else. The other can be heaven or can be hell. Still and all, the other remains an opportunity to discover ourselves. ( "Le ciel c'est l'autre" )
Perhaps life is an art, an enchantment, a fairy tale, an adventurous story trimmed with alluring episodes, an act with players who seem to be what they are actually not. We cannot, however, expect people to accept the make belief which some actors try to fool into believing. ( " He did not know that she knew " )
Some day we feel the overall picture has slipped away. Only the details of life may help to find the whole ensemble. Our worldview does not comprehend the daily events anymore. Our conception of life is no longer a key for understanding, but is, on the contrary, blocking off our insight. We can, however, create space and time for an uplifting reflection and acquire an "Identity". ("Man without Qualities" )
Many are waiting for to the day they can say "Eureka!, I have found it! ". They are not waiting for some kind of device that has still to be invented. They are anticipating the moment all scattered pieces of their life can be gathered. All essential parts of the intricate make-up of their identity are waiting to be revealed and comprehended. The magic "Eureka moment" allows them to enliven and dress up their expectations for the future. (“Waiting for Eureka” )
Time' can be pitiless. Time is able to convert the flame of love into a mood of restraint. A paradise of adulation can become a setting of animosity and ecstasy can change into indifference. Mutual complicity can become a balance of power and heaven can turn into hell. Eventually only a best friend remains ː ' Me, myself and I' . -Erik Pevernagie
Cherishing the sweet reminiscence of the early hours of life can be experienced as real enchantment: Those hours when fantasy is given wings and imagination allows us to sail with our paper boats through the stern roads of our constricted life. ( "Paper boats forever" )
Everyone feels like an alien to someone else or even sometimes to oneself. Whether native, foreigner or exile, whether assimilated or singular, whether straight or gay, important is to find an access to the open public space, the 'space of appearance' and the gate to a citizenship of the world. (Township)
Ready-to-wear thinking means absence of critical awareness and lack of ground-breaking judgments. ("Prêt-à-penser")
We may perceive silence as hell or feel it as stilled happiness that brings us into harmony with our individuality. Some atoms or particles of sounds can, nonetheless, coincide with silence and create a mood of soothing relief. So, can the gentle roaring of the waves induce calmness and open another dimension to a cosmic experience. (“Sounds of silence”)
At times we pick from our “extensive time experience” some enchanting moments that are cuddling in our mind. They are stolen moments from our durational perception and we are keen on holding them preciously in our memory’s Garden of Eden. ("Stolen moments" )
By going down the steps to the unrevealed edges of life and finding out the things we don’t know, we seek out the very nature and identity of the unidentified. ( “ Steps in the unknown" )
Ephemeral emotions can be saved in the backyard of our memory. Beauty and poetry are stored in the mind and illuminate our thoughts. ( "Living life as a poem" )
Life is a game one has got to play. It can be a very versatile performance, though. We have to find out, how we would like to take part in the game and what role we wish to play. By discovering what we want to achieve, we try to give significance to our life. In this way we understand how we see ourselves and can realize if we actually own our life or if it is ruled by other people. ("Life untitled" )
Now is now. And now will never be again. Tomorrow is another country. The magic of the present moment must be found out and be given a further life in the attic of our remembrance. ("Voices of the sea" )
Our memory consists of bits and pieces which have made their imprint on our dreams and our life. All those fragments have enlightened or darkened the sky and the horizon of our existence. They are all instances that we don't want to forget or splinters that we can't obliterate. The mind collects them and by recalling, interpreting or idealizing them, the actuality very often becomes corroded. We experience then a "mutilated memory".--
The upper lip must never tremble. Some fear to be abused and have their identity destroyed, if they make an aperture in the curtain of their emotions. (“The upper lip must never tremble”)
How many people are ready to die for beauty, prepared to go through an infernal desert of starvation. Absence of beauty means ultimate loneliness. Absence of beauty means guilt and exile into a no-man’s land. Life is an outcast’s journey through a gloomy valley, when beauty has forsaken. ("Absence of beauty was like hell").
What does lasting value mean in a society that is only interested in immediate results? How should we judge a community that simply takes short term projects in account and merely looks at a short-sighted horizon? In point of fact, a clear vision goes beyond a misty horizon. Through its mental dimension, the quality of vision stands out to the sheer physical, geographical or time-based horizon. ("Horizon and Vision" )
When life only consists of infantile first world problems and day-by-day futilities, our mind is eager for other values, which should fill the unbearable emptiness. If we are suffocating under the pressure of the banality of evil and losing out to the slowly infiltrating cancerous cells of indifference, resilience and redirection is required. ("The world was somewhere else" )
By recurrently standing back, assessing the daily events, taking time to correct the range of vision and evaluating what is authentic in life, we create space for reflection and spiritual regeneration. The construction of momentous and mindful intermissions allows us to update our identity and readjust our personality. ( "Svp "Arrêt sur image" )
If we want to judge the solidity of the democratic level of a country, it is useful to look at the Bribe Payers' Index (BPI). ( “Bribe payers' index” )
In our life journey, the unexpected may remind us or surprise us. It may remind us when we are moved by things we think we recognize and give us a good feeling. It may surprise us when we find out things which open a new vision on the world and offer us an unforeseen experience. ( "Looking for the unexpected" )
Speaking' and 'Saying' are two different languages. Speaking discharges resonance. Saying emanates ideas. ( "Words flew away like birds" )
When word-mongering and showboating becomes too maddening, everything may blow up in the face and the mirror will not waver to bite back. ( "The day the mirror was talking back" )
When our "thinking pattern" is free and unbolted, we can look at things and at ourselves in a distanced and unconfined way. ("Lost the global story.")
Many can't help faking happiness on account of social pressure. Happiness can be viewed as a social duty and sadness is socially not acceptable. ( "C’est quand le bonheur ?" )
When people are solely intersecting, we mainly hear monologues. But instead of soliloquizing we need dialoguing. Good social coherence requires a reciprocal willingness to create space for an open discussion. Plain talk and unbiased listening are the keystones for a healthy sovereign human living together. ("Why didn't he ask ? " )
If we learn how to eliminate the destructive upshots of matters and events, we can bounce back from misfortunes and spring back into shape. Grumbling and trailing on the ground are only a waste of time. ("Steaming ahead" )
Life is a game and people love games. But games need rules. Most children’s plays or guileless entertaining assume rules. Without rules we cannot play and without play we cannot enjoy life. ("When forgetting the rules of the game" )
Our world has definitely not learned from past mistakes. Communities have disappeared by mismanagement and by rampant destructions of flora and fauna. “Short time vision” made us irretrievably step out of nature. (Why step out of nature )
Waiting is a battle against time. Waiting is time going by and it can be enjoyed, when we are in a privileged state of hope or looking forward. Conversely, waiting can be time wasted or killed, when we are in a state of distress and anguish. ("Waiting for a place behind the geraniums " )
We can question our history with counterfactual queries. “What if” we had rebuffed, accepted or changed certain features in the script of our life? By reviewing the different stages of our personal story, we can find out, whether we have owned our life or just have been lived. ("Was it what life was about?")
Keeping a low profile does not allow passion or excitement, unless it is restrained. Lying low does definitely not stand any limelight.
The excessive speed of mundialization, the exacting demands of the God of consumerism and the to-and-fro swinging, from one period to another and from one domain to another, cause inner heartaches. People feel like individuals “with no sense of belonging” and characters "without qualities”. ( "The church was no longer in the middle" )
To assure good timing we need right decisions, patience and persistence. Good timing needs willpower to steer clear of confusion, disorder and … discontent. We need not blame ourselves for possible "bad" timing later on. ( "Wrong time. Wrong place." )
When we are in disruption, the mirror of the past shows all the cracks assembled during the sinuous journey of our life and makes us walk a tightrope between presence and absence. (“Disruption”)
By transcending our daily reality and embarking on an alternative journey we create an opportunity to taste the many nitty-gritties of life. Going beyond the day-to-day contingencies and the usual concerns, allows us to recognize ourselves better by figuring out the mystery and the anonymity of our surrounding world. ("Transcendental journey")
Cherries can be very poetic and appealing, when we pick them from our garden tree. If we understand, they have flown thousands of miles for our pleasure, in winter time, they become, however, an item of suspicion and acerbity. (“No cherries anymore in winter time” )
Could it be that nothing can truly make people long for 'anything' or 'anybody' anymore? Is everybody invading the catwalk of superficiality and acquiring artificial gadgets to create a pretense of desire? Have they, really, ended up in a twilight of desire? ( "Crépuscule du désir" )
Fear can be passed on to others and, similar to fear of flying, its smell can be sensed by people in outlandish places or fussy situations. Its apprehension may be nasal or actuated through our brain, our memory or the sensorial spread, and not at the least through a sixth sense. (One could still feel the smell of fear )
Feelings and emotions can dismantle gradually all lucid patterns in the back garden of our fantasy. A reflect graphic image of our dream can reveal what is hidden in the back of our mind's eye and show things we are, maybe, not ready to acknowledge. ("Back garden of a dream")
In our “iconocratic” society people need the escapist and distracting effect of imagery. Their imagination must be triggered day by day, as the monotony of daily life has to be set on fire, constantly. Not tomorrow, but today. ("Give me more images")
Remembering our past can be a healthy exercise. We should yet beware of manipulations of our memory. By sticking to things that torment us, we can be tempted to brood over what should have, could have or would have been done.(no shoulda,coulda,woulda). When we walk down the memory lane, we learn from the past and pick for the present the fundamentals, which can be brought into play for the future. ("Walking down the memory lane" )
Some will buy things, which they don’t really need, with money they don’t have, for people they don’t actually care for. In the end however, they find their financial assets and, even more so, their corporeal capacity, completely undermined. ( “Keeping up with the Joneses” )
The bigger we are, the harder we fall. Despite its hazards some keep on raising their narcissistic profile, wishing to be in the picture all the time, everywhere and at any cost. (Low profile)
The invulnerable, matchless and exclusive live a life like dazzling fish in a scintillating seascape behind glass. Everybody may admire them, nobody can touch them and there is no fear or guilt in overexposing opulence and fortune.( "Keeping up with the Joneses")
The more we are attentive and mindful, the more we can understand and show empathy. We need not, so therefore, bother about regret and remorse, later on. . ( “Island of regret. Island of remorse” )
The whole wire system of the brain could be disconnected in a spark of a second by a sometimes unsignificant detail. An unexpected incident or an innocuous phone call may provoke an ethereal distress that might plunge one’s life into chaos and like a sudden twist of fate overturn everything, ransacking the assembled experiences of our history. (“Alors, tout a basculé”)
We may do well to be attentive to the good and the bad vibrations in life. Since elephants use their feet to listen to vibrations and thus capture significant codes of impending peril, they might coach humans and teach them how to become “surefooted” in hazardous times. Keeping feet on the ground, however, should not hinder us from flying high and reaching soaring heights. ("Trompe le pied.")
Many are prepared to live a life of “wishless” happiness and undemanding contentment, when escaping from bad luck in the nick of time or just being lucky, once in a while, is a satisfactory option. ( " Happiness blowing in the wind. " )
Sometimes, we have to find out : do we engage ourselves or are we embarked upon. Do we act willingly or are we naively manipulated. If it is our free choice, anyhow, we have to put “skin in the game.” ( “A glimpse of the future" )
We have got to let loose sometimes, rather than indulging intractably in self-harm or self-mistreatment, by pursuing impervious dreams. ( « Les choses avaient enfin perdu leur pesanteur » )
Life is about capturing the magic of the moment that gives the inspiring power to forge ahead into a world of insight and understanding.
Life is a mysterious puzzle, a game with incongruent sequences, strange episodes and unwritten stories. ( "Waiting for the pieces to fall into place" )
By recurrently changing the horizon, things can be perceived from another angle and the perspectives of life can be reoriented in a captivating way. If not, the squeaking wheel of our mind will suffer from lack of oil and our vision of the world gets rusted.
Falling in love is like entering a promised land that offers hope and dreams. It is like a room filled with romantic ecstasy and intense comprehensiveness, putting everything in the shade. ( " Another empty room" )
The brain absorbs all the phenomena of our daily life, constructs a maze of countless corridors that run through our mind and opens numerous unconscious wishes and subdued desires, which are processed in the labyrinths of our subconscious. ( " Labyrinth of the mind " )
When one has ended up in a frustrating situation, trapped by paradoxical rules and lost in unsolvable logic puzzles, time comes to break free from a corporeal prison and head for new horizons. ( "Corporeal prison" )
By finding out the things we don’t know, we reassess our innate convictions and master our mind-set. As we take time to review the issues in a balanced way, we can restfully remain mindful. ("Looking for the unexpected" )
Camera obscura. The reverse engineering of our brain allows us to disassemble all the little pieces in the "camera obscura" of our mind and to identify changes and choices made, after absorbing the phenomena of our life.
How can we reconcile " individuality " and " otherness ". How do we bring together two dialectic poles: 'me' and the 'other'. Building up one's " personality " is crucial and consequently self-esteem is required. By listening to the others, by assessing one's life experience, by acknowledging self-regard and amour-propre, open-mindedness can grow generously. Being sensitive to the others, helps to move forward, opens horizons, increases receptiveness and dignity. (" I am on my own side, but I can listen")
Many watch paintings with their ears, ever since they judge art by the sound of the money. ( “When is art? ” )
At some point people do question the kind of life they are leading and wonder whether it is actually the life they want to live. Do they merely experience a series of ‘phony’ moments and a succession of fake sequences, or are they actually building up a authentic life story that gives them the enrichment they have been looking forward to. ( "Quest for the real moment" )
Sometimes life turns its back to people. A misfortune, a physical accident or a mental emergency can take them by surprise. Similar to the unexpected assault on Pearl Harbor and the Twin Towers in New York, which took a whole nation by surprise , the lives of individuals can be suddenly disrupted.
Life is a mysterious adventure full of unexpected happenings and captivating episodes with intriguing revelations. We just have to squeeze it gently and enjoy each drop. That is philosophy. (( "Waiting for the pieces to fall into place" )
Life is damned to be a misunderstanding, if we just see it as we think it is, and not as it actually is. Life will be a sequence of misapprehensions, if we experience it with our own quirky wording, our own constricted view and not with the language of others. ( “ Life was a misunderstanding » )
Mutual understanding becomes misunderstanding, when there are no longer commitments, no definite expectations, no responsibilities and no common objectives. Misunderstanding may end up in regret, pain and confusion. ("Mutual understanding" )
False hopes and unrealistic expectations lead inevitably to disillusionment. Being happy with the small things that life offers us, allows us to enjoy the moment as it emerges. (Is that all there is?)
Life is a tale full of expectations and each new episode, each fresh piece gives us a new definition to the message of our story. ( "Waiting for the pieces to fall into place" )
A doorway is an ambiguous phenomenon, a liminal spot in a person’s life. A door can be a choice, a possibility, a protection or an aperture to new-fangled values. It can mean a barrier, a prison or a gate to freedom. It can, however, vanish in the mist of unawareness by lack of social concern. At that moment, our freedom has become our jail and we feel locked up in our own liberty. Any exit has waned: the doorway has been absorbed in the stupor of our infatuation. ( “In the doorway” )
The past becomes our second personality. It is our intrinsic safety code, irrespective of a potential love-hate relationship. It may become our guardian angel and protect us from a bleak blind alley, since it knows that “we” know and we know the colors of its cards. Experience is a tough master and knows the tricks of the trade. It teaches us how to play. ( " Not without the past" )
Truth is a permanent discontinuation of values which must be adjusted recurrently. ( “Hinter der Mattscheibe” )
Some abandon everything for the outward shell, in the interest of “glitter and looks”, let freeze themselves in artificial postures and renounce realness and sense of self, for the sake of fake appearances, which do not belong to their personality. They live through the eyes of others and cannot enjoy an individual life. Their pathetic fate is an impressive lack of authenticity, spontaneity, candidness, which is a unique key to an open-minded existence. ("Like a frozen image")
To be rich or to be poor, that is the question." Hunger or homelessness can signify poverty and so can mental or emotional deficiency. Hunger or homelessness are lethal physical hazards, if they bear the taint of starvation or hypothermia. Mental or emotional deficiencies are inexorable perils, if they are stained by the black mark of depression or hopelessness. The magic antidote in any circumstances is seeing the bright side of things, possibly "with a little help". ( "Homeless down in the corner" )
When the mind is burdened voluntary silence can spawn release and wellness. It has the power to create spiritness and space for imagination. It can lead to a reviving retreat into a world with new perspectives.
If we don't want to be only expecting things to become real and if we don't want to be just waiting for the beautiful and the good to come, we can decide to be inventive and take things in our own hands by a voluntary action.
As anonymity and indifference can evaporate the spirit of complicity between people, just a bit of a chat can bring some shining light in a cloudy climate. ( "Un brin de causette svp" ) .
Real friends are rare pearls which glitter when they are needed. Pigs should not make friends with butchers.
Since consumption is seen as a promising way to fulfillment and happiness, it has become an essential manner to impress the world around. Thus, financial status and outward appearance have become a required proof of self accomplishment and success. Sorry, insufficient funds, goodbye!
By decluttering our mind we can liberate mental forces that can inflame inspiring sparks of creativity. A singular flash or a particular flair on an unusual day can arouse a flood of stimulating thoughts. When we take ourselves off guard and our mind-set by surprise we can stir an array of inventive ideas. ("A flair of inspiration" )
Human understanding very often remains enigmatic and motivations impenetrable. Many codes remain unbreakable, unless one has the unconditional key. ( " The unbreakable code " )
Rather than constantly grumbling about "owning", "not owning" or "not possessing enough", why not delight in the healing enchantment of the little moments of every day. ( "Keeping up with the Joneses" )
A "morning after" confrontation with the harsh daily reality can painfully destroy an erroneous understanding of an experience. Today may be beautiful, but tomorrow is another day and may have a different tint. ( "Morning after" )
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