definition of art

26 February 11

art is the universe expressing that which cannot be contained

an artist is a person interpreting that which the universe expresses

plastic

06 July 08

Of all ‘consumables’ that i know of, i dislike plastic the most, for it seems to claim unjust amounts of space in time.

This is one of the reasons why i love nature. Nature takes up only the amount of space in time that it requires while contributing effect to the whole – effect that offers choice that bring experience.

logic

06 July 08

All fragments of Entirety exists within the law of logic – it is merely our comprehension that is lacking. My mind is, what seems like, forever figuring out the logic surrounding me. It doesn’t let me to rest for a moment – it might very well drive me insane some day.

Everything is what we perceive it to be

06 July 08

Everything is experienced because of its opposite, but what is most peculiar is that, general perception mostly perceive the one for the other – the wrong way around – upside down. It seems that, at least in this space in time, most reactions upon reactions are based on an upside down understanding of the - read more

everything

05 July 08

Everything is an example of everything. It’s a repetition of ‘self’ within ‘self’ infinitively.
I am constantly aware of every part within every part within Entirety.

Each of the organs inside me exists individually and is made up of cells that exist individually that encompass individual DNA that is made up of fragments of time, into infinity. Each organ fills its space in the whole of my body that forms part of my family, that forms part of my neighbourhood and my garden, that forms part of nature and my town, that forms part of my country that forms part of my planet, that forms part of the cosmos, into infinity. This is Entirety – and Entirety is all there is.

never say never

05 July 08

I want to say: “Never say never” – not as a warning aimed at your limitations of not being capable of being in full control of your will, particularly regarding the future, but as a plea that you be kinder to yourself, than to try and control the future.

Observe the ‘now’ in truthful clarity – place your view upon the ‘then’ that you desire and – remember that the human mind could never perceive the complexity of the entirety and the possible variations of its interactions within one picture or moment of ‘now’, let alone predict or plan in particular detail and variant, a moment of ‘then’.

what is love – (in relation to another)

04 July 08

In relation to another within entirety, love would be the harmony (harmos) between:  [attuned perception and deep acceptance of the other]   AND  [immovable clarity of ‘self’, projected in complete honesty to the other, without fear of engulfment – (which is only possible within trust of deep acceptance.)]

what is love – (in the cosmic sense)

10 Aril 08

In the Comic sense, love is the origin of everything. The entirety eventually is pure Love, from the beginning within to the end within. -read more

ek dank Liefde

10 April 08

Van dat Liefde in my is, vergesel ons. Sy, gevul met alle kennis, en ek, gevul-wordend met kennis, deur my ervaringe. Selfs met die antwoorde -read more

. . . love other as you love yourself

September 07

Ek dink aan ‘goed’ en ‘kwaad’ – wat jy saai sal jy maai . . .
Dis nie iets wat ek sien of woorde wat ek hoor nie, maar eerder ‘n dieper begrip – so intens, dat ek dit as werklikheid ervaar. - read more

I saw in a dream:

July 06

A field with poles planted in circles. It was smaller circles and bigger circles, all within each other. The circles were there for people to walk in, continuing in the circular corridors created by the circles inside each other. - read more

Madiba

18 July 08

Madiba – Love Incarnate – i was just a little girl – yet sorrow and deep shame fill me if i but consider that i might have, even for a faction of a second, even unknowingly or unwillingly in the outermost outlines of reality, been connected to any of the unjust harm that has befallen the radiant Light that is Your Soul – Happy 90th Old Sole.

empathising suicide

13 April 09

Die pyn suig my in soos die lig ‘n mot.
My siel vloei deur my holte –
soekend na lewe – selfs net in ‘n enkelle sel .
Maar my liggaam het verstar.
My kyk gaan lê – geen beeld kom meer na binne.
Al wat nog blyk te lewe is ‘n begeerte om alles uit te braak
maar dit kan nie – want die pyn strek tot aan die buitekant.
Lewelose trane val waar dit wil, want brak water maak aan geen lewe ‘n verskil.
My bors voel swaar, my asem raak vlak – my liggaam verlep oor die dolk in my hart.
Die bloed wat uit my are loop, is die laaste druppel lewe wat val in jou skoot.

Dan lig ek my kop en besef dat ek steeds leef.
Soos ‘n skakelaar wat oorslaan is die suis uit my ore.
Niks het verander.
Die genade het my al weer vermy.
Ek skuif die pyn dieper – waar dit dowwer kan word
en beloof myself weer, om nooit liefde te voel