18.05.10

Quote of the day

"When love is not madness, it is not love."

~Pedro Calderon de la Barca

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"I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."

~ Harry Burns (When Harry Met Sally...)

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"Bir insan diğerinden nasıl daha gerçek olabilir? Eh, kimileri gerçekten saklanır, kimileri de arar. Belki saklananlar, karşılaşmalardan kaçarak, sürprizlerden sakınarak, mal varlıklarını koruyarak, fantezilerini dikkate almayarak, duygularını kısıtlayarak, yaşantının göbek dansı eşliğindeki Pan flütünden uzak durarak saklananlar; belki de o insanlar, zenci düşmanlarıyla konuşmayı reddedenler ya da zenci düşman iseler entelektüellerle konuşmayı reddedenler, ayakkabılarını çamurlamaktan ya da burunlarını ıslatmaktan korkanlar, kazanmak için düşük olasılıklı bahse girmekten korkanlar, otostop yapmaktan, trafik kurallarını çiğneyerek yürümekten, izbe meyhaneleri dolaşmaktan, düşünüp taşınmaktan, şap diye öpmekten, manen yükselmekten, salınmaktan, aheste yürümekten, yumruk atmaktan ya da Ay çığırtkanlığı yapmaktan korkanlar, belki de böyle insanlar cidden sahtedir. Aksini iddia eden düzmece bir hümanist, dilinin Yalancılar Cehennemi'ndeki kızgın kütüklerin üstünde kızartılmasına mahkumdur belki. Kimileri saklanır, kimileri arar. Aramak, akılsız, nevrotik, deliye dönmüş bir halde ya da korkakça yapıldığında bir saklanma biçimi olabilir. Ama öğrenmeyi isteyen, aramaktan korkmayan ve aradığını buldu mu da kıçını dönüp gitmeyen insanlar vardır. Bu insanlar aradıklarını asla bulmasalar bile yine de iyi vakit geçirirler; çünkü hiçbir şey, korkunç gerçeğin ne kendisi ne de yokluğu, yeryüzünün tatlı havasından çekilen tek bir dürüst nefesi onların elinden alamaz."

"How can one person be more real than any other? Well, some people do hide and others seek. Maybe those who are in hiding - escaping encounters, avoiding surprises, protecting their property, ignoring their fantasies, restricting their feelings, sitting out the pan pipe hootchy-kootch of experience - maybe those people, people who won't talk to rednecks, or if they're rednecks won't talk to intellectuals, people who're afraid to get their shoes muddy or their noses wet, afraid to eat what they crave, afraid to drink Mexican water, afraid to bet a long shot to win, afraid to hitchhike, jaywalk, honky-tonk, cogitate, osculate, levitate, rock it, bop it, sock it, or bark at the moon, maybe such people are simply inauthentic, and maybe the jacklet humanist who says differently is due to have his tongue fried on the hot slabs of Liar's Hell. Some folks hide, and some folk's seek, and seeking, when it's mindless, neurotic, desperate, or pusillanimous can be a form of hiding. But there are folks who want to know and aren't afraid to look and won't turn tail should they find it - and if they never do, they'll have a good time anyway because nothing, neither the terrible truth nor the absence of it, is going to cheat them out of one honest breath of Earth's sweet gas."

— Tom Robbins (Still Life with Woodpecker)

tekila

"Tekila, kanun kaçaklarının yeğlediği içki olabilir ama bu, tekilanın onlara ayrıcalık tanıdığı anlamına gelmez. Aslında tekila muhtemelen merkezi sinir sisteminin ve tatminsiz kadınların ihanet etttiği kadar çok sayıda kanun kaçağına ihanet etmişti. Tekila: Akrep balı, sert çiy tabakası, Aztek esansı, crema de cacti. Tekila: Eriyik içindeki güneş gibi yağlı ve sıcak. Tekila: Tutkunun sıvı geometrisi. Tekila: ölen bakirelerin yükselen ruhlarıyla gökyüzünde çiftleşen şahin tanrı. Tekila: Zevk yuvasındaki kundakçı. Ey tekila, vahşi büyü suyu, senin o şeytansı, asi damlaların ne kargaşalara, ne kötülüklere gebedir!"

"Now tequila may be the favored beverage of outlaws but that doesn't mean it gives them preferential treatment. In fact, tequila probably has betrayed as many outlaws as has the central nervous system and dissatisfied wives. Tequila, scorpion honey, harsh dew of the doglands, essence of Aztec, crema de cacti; tequila, oily and thermal like the sun in solution; tequila, liquid geometry of passion; Tequila, the buzzard god who copulates in midair with the ascending souls of dying virgins; tequila, firebug in the house of good taste; O tequila, savage water of sorcery, what confusion and mischief your sly, rebellious drops do generate!"

by Tom Robbins "Still Life with Woodpecker" (Ağaçkakan)

falling star

catch a falling star and put it in your pocket,

never let it fade away..

catch a falling star and put it in your pocket,

save it for a rainy day..

Hera

"Hera yeri ve göğü yönetir, mevsimler ve fırtınalar ondan sorulur. Gökyüzünde gördüğümüz Samanyolu, Hera'nın göğüslerinden fışkıran sütten oluşmuştur. Göğüsleri çok güzel olmalı ki, gücü her şeye yeten Zeus'un Hera'yı kandırıp sevişmeye razı edebilmek için kendini bir kuşa dönüştürdüğü söylenir.

Hera, Zeus'un dolap çevirdiğini anlamış ve onu kendisiyle evlenmeye zorlamış. Ne var ki, Olympos'un yüce tanrısı düğünden hemen sonra yeniden çapkınlık yapmaya başlamış, ölümlü ölümsüz demeden karşısına çıkan her kadını baştan çıkarmış. Ama Hera kocasına sadık kalmış. Kocasını suçlayacağına, oynaklıklarından ötürü kadınları suçlamış.

Gel gör ki, Hera çok geçmeden fikir değiştirmiş, Zeus'u kendi silahıyla vurmaya, bir tanrı ya da erkeği koynuna almaya karar vermiş. Zeus, Hera'nın bu tutumu karşısında küplere binmişse de Hera oralı olmamış, evliliğini hiçe sayarak dilediği gibi yaşıyormuş.

Sevdiği kadını kaybedeceğinden korkan Zeus yeniden evleneceği söylentisini yaymış. Hera durumu öğrenince fazla ileri gittiğini anlamış. Onunla bununla oynaşıyormuş ama, Zeus'tan ayrılmayı aklının ucundan bile geçirmiyormuş.

Hera düğün törenine gidip ortalığı birbirine katmaya karar vermiş. Ama düğüne gittiğinde ne görsün, Zeus bir heykelle evlenmiyor mu?

Basmış kahkahayı. Kahkahaları Zeus'la arasındaki buzları eritmiş, Hera da yeniden göklerin kraliçesi olmuş."

joy is like sex

I’m going in search of the adventure of being alive.

And it’s complicated: why am I not looking for happiness when everyone has taught me that happiness is the only goal worth pursuing?

Why am i going to risk taking a path that no one else is taking?After all, what is happiness?

Love, they tell me. But love doesn’t bring and never has brought happiness.

On the contrary, its a constant state of anxiety, a battlefield; its sleepless nights, asking ourselves all the time if we’re doing the right thing. Real love is composed of ecstacy and agony.All right then, peace.

Peace? If we look at the Mother, she’s never at peace. The winter does battle with the summer, the sun and d moon never meet, the tiger chases the man, who’s afraid of the dog, who chases the cat, who chases the mouse, who frightens the man.

Money brings happiness. Fine. In that case, everyone who earns enough to have a high standard of living would be able to stop work. But then they’re more troubled than ever, as if they were afraid of losing everything. Money attracts money, that’s true. Poverty might bring unhappiness, but money wont necessarily bring happiness.I spent a lot of my life looking for happiness, now what i want is joy.

Joy is like sex – it begins and ends. I want pleasure. I want to be contended, but happiness? I no longer fall into that trap.

by Paulo Coelho ( “The Witch of Portobello” )

15.02.10

Quote of the day

"Be glad of life because it gives you the chance to love, to work, to play and to look up at the stars.."
~Henry Van Dyke

What if

Here I stand alone
With this weight upon my heart
And it will not go away
In my head I keep on looking back
Right back to the start
Wondering what it was that made you change

Well I tried
But I had to draw the line
And still this question keeps on spinning in my mind

What if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
If I'd stayed
If you'd tried
If we could only turn back time
But I guess we'll never know

Many roads to take
Some to joy
Some to heart-ache
Anyone can lose their way
And if I said that we could turn it back
Right back to the start
Would you take the chance and make the change

Do you think how it would have been sometimes
Do you pray that I'd never left your side

What if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
If I'd stayed
If you'd tried
If we could only turn back time
But I guess we'll never know

If only we could turn the hands of time
If I could take you back would you still be mine

'Cos I tried
But I had to draw the line
And still this question keep on spinning in my mind

What if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
What if I had never walked away
'Cos I still love you more than I can say
If I'd stayed
If you'd tried
If we could only turn back time
But I guess we'll never know
We'll never know

28.12.09

Even in the darkness, every color can be found..

love, reign over me..

Only love can make it rain
The way the beach is kissed by the sea
Only love can make it rain
Like the sweat of lovers laying in the fields.

Love, reign o'er me
Love, reign o'er me, rain on me

Only love can bring the rain
That makes you yearn to the sky
Only love can bring the rain
That falls like tears from on high

Love reign o'er me

On the dry and dusty road
The nights we spend apart alone
I need to get back home to cool cool rain
I can't sleep and I lay and I think
The night is hot and black as ink
Oh God, I need a drink of cool cool rain

28.09.09

Quote of the day

"If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.."

~Buddha

06.08.09

Quote of the day

"If you cannot find the truth right where you are, where else do you expect to find it?"
~Dogen

26.07.09

Quote of the day

"We could learn a lot from crayons; some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, while others bright, some have weird names, but they all have learned to live together in the same box."
~Robert Fulghum

everything is connected

if you listen hard enough you can hear every living thing breathing together, you can feel everything growing. we're all livin' together, even if most folks don't act like it. we all have the same roots, and we are all branches of the same tree..