Us and them

We are what we are because they have been what they were and they are what they are because we've been as we've been; we'll be what we'll be because they are what they are and they'll be what they'll be because we are what we are. As simple as this. I am, because of lions.

Multidisciplinarity

The togetherness of many disciplines does not generate hybrids; to separate them, does amputate knowledge. A discipline alone, is a monster.

It does creep

Sizzla singing, disk of light on the ground, running to the cerimony, me and my sister, to the hills of lions, and stones, out of the traffic; it all make sense, enslaving master, your eyes are filling the sky and i fill them with compasion that'll never dry; understanding creeps in the darkness, of dreams, awake in the jungle spirits without face protecting their territories with screams, chaikosvki, down the steps, makes me forget; i found a seed of annihilation in my pockets, it grows lianas to the sky, umbarable cold.

Stick and carrot

As long as you'll keep a carrot in front of you, you'll make a donkey of yourself. That's what to make projects is all about: to be a donkey and to move.
Don't do it for life.

Full moon

If living is an engagement within a field of meaningful relationship, then there is no less living in dreams. The attribution of morereality to the awaken life is not a matter of fact, but a matter of beliefs and views of the world. We should not even claim that, after all, you need to eat in order to dream, not knowing much about the condition before and after being embedded in a living body.

Being dreams and awaken life made of the same experiencial material, they confound together; memories become dreams, but also dreams become memories. Dreams get interpreted, but they're experiences themself, which, as awaken ones, will determine our intentionality in the world. There is no rest in life. Think about your dreams in this way, if you want to understand yourself, don't ask to psychomants to interpret it for you. You definetely can encounter something or someone in a dream before than in the aweken life.

I awoke one night; a naked old woman, covered with tatoo, knitting my soul. I think about her when the moon is full.

The Stupid Traveller

I heard today on the TV something that freezed my blood, just for a second; then my blood exploded.

An happy guy was supposed to show people how wonderful and life changing is to travel, how amazingly exciting is to sit on a plane (from Paris to Normandy, hey, what's wrong with the train?) amazed (again) by the though that only two days before he was on the Easter Island, a week before somewhere in S. E. Asia.

He said: this is great, you can have a break from your life without breaking your life.

Well, he thought he said something wise but I hardly ever heard something more stupid than that. I don't see how you don't wish to break a life from which you feel to escape from. And I don't see how can you so cinically subract yourself from the revolutianary power of experiences. As nature, travel destinations have revolutions for every visitors. As nature, are places outside western society. What I think, is that if you don't break your life after having visited three continents in a month, it just mean one thing: you have not been listening. You've experienced a lot; but you subracted yourself from the very point, from the revolutionary relational field which comes from living and that makes places different. As all tourists, you subtracted yourself from an engagement with the place, with this alive relational field made of lives of the past, present and the future. You have spent an awful lot of money, harassed the climate and whatever else for experiencing so that you can go back happily to a life that is exhausting you but that you don't want to break? What about go fishing next time? And you say that in tele, as is something everyone should do. And just the image of an army of dulls invading the "globe" (this is not a globe!!!!), unable and unwilling to challenge them self and to listen, but experiencing a lot, this image terrifyis me. And this experience is evrything, just everything, from canoing to sky diving to learn to use that massive professional camera, everything but actual making a living, engage in living relationship, life situations in that place, which is WHAT would make your experience different in a place rather than another. Don't be proud of telling me you've been to Machu Pichu for the week end.

I'll just think you feel cool for living on the surface of things, which you don't want to break; you've might become unable to deal with what you're made for: what's underneath. Piu' la vedi liscia questa palla, piu' ne scivolerai via senza lasciarne traccia. Goddamn, you'll teast the death. And among other substances, your polluting this planet with stupidity.

Though this post is not the brightest of the universe, I'll find a better synthesis for what I was meant to say.

I'll tell you one day

I'll tell you one day about the intersection between Ingold, Negri, Kassim, the Gnostic tradition, an horse, a panda, the UN, pedogenesis, love, a palm called chonta, T. E. Lawrence, Genet, Tupac Amaru, the Kebra Negast, four moths in the jungle and a bicycle in San Lorenzo... logomakonto is all I'm able to say now