Known - Unknown - Unknowable - Knowledgeable - Wisdom - Living from the Heart .....

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Welcome, dear Friends and Visitors,

For the time being you find some info about me on my main channel: sundrumify. Will share further here the other day. To YOUR HEART from mine. Lisa

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Be the change you wish to see in the world.
-Mahatma Gandhi

It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society
-J.Krishnamurti

Say not, 'I have found the truth,' but rather, 'I have found a truth.'
-Kahlil Gibran

Whatever relationships you have attracted in your life at this moment, are precisely the ones you need in your life at this moment. There is a hidden meaning behind all events, and this hidden meaning is serving your own evolution.
-Deepak Chopra~


-When the Power Of Love will replace the Love Of Power, then will our world know the blessings of Peace.
-William Gladstone

I cannot teach you violence, as I do not myself believe in it. I can only teach you not to bow your head before anyone even at the cost of your life.
-Mahatma Gandhi

Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.
-Mahatma Gandhi


It is a good thing to experience everything oneself...As a child
I learned that pleasures of the world and riches were not good. I have
known it for a long time, but I have only just experienced it. Now I know
it not only with my intellect, but with my ears, with my heart, with my
stomach. It is a good thing that I know this.
-Siddharta

Self-knowledge is not a thing to be bought in books, nor is it the outcome of a long painful practice and discipline; but it is awareness, from moment to moment.
-Krishnamurti


We can be Knowledgeable with other men's knowledge, but we cannot be wise with other men's wisdom.
-Michel de Montaigne


A path is only a path, and there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you. Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary. Then ask yourself alone, one question. Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't it is of no use.
-Carlos Castaneda


When someone is seeking...it happens quite easily that he or she only sees the thing that they are seeking; unable to find anything, unable to absorb anything...because being obsessed with the goal. Seeking means: to have a goal; but finding means: to be free, to be receptive, to have no goal.
-Siddharta

Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens.
-Carl Jung

When all the Self was conquered and dead, when all passions and desires were silent, then the last must awaken, the innermost of Being that is no longer Self - the great secret!
-Siddharta

Nothing Matters

Wingmakers Poetry -
www.wingmakers.com

Space is curved so no elevator can slither to its stars.

Time is a spindle of the present
that spins the past and future away.

Energy is an imperishable force
so permanence can be felt.

Matter flings itself to the universe,
perfectly pitiless in its betrayal of soul.

You can only take away what has been given you.

Have you not called the ravens the foulest of birds?

Is their matter and energy so different than ours?

Are we not under the same sky?
Is their blood not red? Their mouth pink, too?

Molten thoughts, so hot they fuse space and time, sing their prophecies of discontent.

Listen to their songs in the channels of air that curl overhead like temporary tattoos of light's shimmering ways.

Am I merely a witness of the betrayal?
Where are you who are cast to see?
How have you been hidden from me?

Is there a splinter that carries you to the whole?

If I can speak your names and take your hands so gentle you would not see me,
feeling only the warm passage of time
and the tremor of your spine moving you to weep.

Space is curved so I must bend.
Time is a spindle so I must resolve its center.

Energy, an imperishable force I must ride.

And matter, so pitiless I refuse to be betrayed.

So I stand naked to the coldest wind
and ask it to carve out an island in my soul in honor of you who stand beside me in silence.

Lonely, I live on this island assured of one thing: that of space, time, energy, and matter; nothing matters.

Yet when I think of you in the cobwebbed corner,
hoveled without wings
like a seed planted beneath a dead tree stump,

I know you are watching with new galaxies wild in your breast.

I know you are listening
to the lidded screams smiling their awkward trust.

All I ask of you is to throw me a rope sometimes
so I can feel the permanence of your heart.

It's all I need in the face of nothing matters.