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…the work of the (Muslim Sufi) dervish community was to open the heart, explore the mystery of union, to fiercely search for and try to say the truth, and to celebrate the glory and difficulty in being in human incarnation. ↗
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There is a certain proper and luxurious way of lying in bed. Confucius, that great artist of life, "never lay straight" in bed, "like a corpse", but always curled up on one side. I believe one of the greatest pleasures of life is to curl up one's legs in bed. The posture of the arms is also very important, in order to reach the greatest degree of aesthetic pleasure and mental power. I believe the best posture is not lying flat on the bed, but being upholstered with big soft pillows at an angle of thirty degrees with either one arm or both arms placed behind the back of one's head. ↗
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In Life...You're either part of the solution or part of the problem. Don't be part of the problem. ↗
Веднъж се спънах и паднах - продължи тя. - Чаках го както винаги на автобусната спирка пред павилиона, но той закъсня, и когато се зададе, автобусът вече тръгваше. Спуснахме се да го гоним, но аз паднах и си навехнах глезена. А той вика: "Горкото мече-буболече". Задето паднах, де. Горкото мече-буболече, казва. Господи, какъв мил беше. - А Лю няма ли чувство за хумор? - Какво? - Казвам, Лю няма ли чувство за хумор? - Дявол знае. Може и да има. Смее се, като гледа карикатури и разни такива. ↗
Can you feel the wind/Of Venus on your skin? Can you taste the crush/Of a sunset's dying blush? Stars will always hang/In summer's bleeding vein Seas forever boil/Trees will turn to soil Can you feel the rings/Of Saturn on your fingers? Can you taste the ghosts/Who shed their creaking hosts? Seas forever boil/Trees will turn to soil Stars will always hang/In summer's bleeding vein ↗
A life thus names a restless activeness, a destructive-creative force-presence that does not coincide fully with any specific body. A life tear the fabric of the actual without ever coming fully 'out' in a person, place, or thing. A life points to ... 'matter in variation that enters assemblages and leaves them. A life is a vitality proper not to any individual but to 'pure immanence,' or that protean swarm that is not actual though it is real: 'A life contains only virtuals. It is made of virtualities. ↗
