mortal sins. for all mortal beings.

here is not my home

home is everywhere;

in every single molecule of clouds

in every single field of grass

in every single hair,

smile

and glance.

my soul is everywhere,

everywhere is my home,

my soul is my home.

dear! dear!

not here.

thanks to beer.

The Dispossessed

You cannot buy the Revolution.

You cannot make the Revolution.

You can only be the Revolution.

It is in your spirit or, it is nowhere.

Arvo Pärt

rubiats

Were it not folly, spider-like to spin

The thread of present life away to win --

What? for ourselves, who know not if we shall

Breathe out the very Breath we now breathe in!

**

I sent my soul through the invisible,

Some letter of that after-life to spell:

And after many days my soul return'd

And said "Behold, Myself am Heav'n and Hell."

**

Then said another --"Surely not in vain

My substance from the common Earth was ta'en,

That he who subtly wrought me into shape

Should stamp me back to common Earth again."

**

With them the seed of wisdom did I sow,

And with my own hand labour'd it to grow:

And this was all the Harvest that I reap'd --

"I came like water and like wind I go."

**Translated to English in 1859 by Edward FitzGerald

make up

someday somebody will come and change your mind about friday..

Elias's rules in my room

bubbles from senses

an immigrant?

a foreigner?

deeper-

from garden to sky

a balance on my table

the balance in my room

gramer

o bazen akıntı olur

bazen karın ağrısı

bazen yolda kalmak

bazen beklemek

bazen tükürdüğünü yalamak

sonra tekrar tükürmek

sonra susamak

o böcek olmanın yanında hiçse de

insan olmanın yanında fena değildir

o muhtemelen bir saçmalıktır

denklem

artı +

eksi -

eksiK -

artıK ~

no home.

***

There is pleasure in the pathless woods,

There is a rapture on the lonely shore,

There is society, where none intrudes,

By the deep sea, and music in its roar:

I love not man the less, but Nature more.

From these our interviews, in which I steal

From all I may be, or have been before,

To mingle with the Universe, and feel

What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.

***

What is the worst of woes that wait on age?

What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow?

To view each loved one blotted from life's page,

And be alone on earth, as I am now.

***

'Tis solitude should teach us how to die;

It hath no flatterers; vanity can give

No hollow aid; alone--man with his God must strive.

They'll see the heartache
They'll see the love break
They'll hear me pleading
We'll say for God sake

Over and over and over again..

from the old story teller

And a Man sat alone, drenched deep in sadness. And all the animals drew near to him and said, "We do not like to see you so sad. Ask us for whatever you wish and you shall have it." The Man said, "I want to have good sight." The vulture replied, "You shall have mine." The Man said, "I want to be strong." The jaguar said, "You shall be strong like me." Then the Man said, "I long to know the secrets of the earth." The serpent replied, "I will show them to you." And so it went with all the animals. And when the Man had all the gifts that they could give, he left. Then the owl said to the other animals, "Now the Man knows much, he'll be able to do many things. Suddenly I am afraid." The deer said, "The Man has all that he needs. Now his sadness will stop." But the owl replied, "No. I saw a hole in the Man, deep like a hunger he will never fill. It is what makes him sad and what makes him want. He will go on taking and taking, until one day the World will say, 'I am no more and I have nothing left to give.

working class hero