Commenti a: La morte dentro http://poetyca.wordpress.com/2009/07/05/la-morte-dentro/ Pensa con il cuore e vivi l'attimo Tue, 03 Nov 2009 01:23:12 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 Di: poetyca http://poetyca.wordpress.com/2009/07/05/la-morte-dentro/#comment-51 poetyca Tue, 07 Jul 2009 22:39:14 +0000 http://poetyca.wordpress.com/?p=716#comment-51 My dear Didi, i can apreciate so much you attention and presence to translate and understant that i can share. You are really a wonderful person so close to me. Thank you so much for your comment and opportunity to see in yourself like a mirror- I can appreciate so much this your way to see meself in your presence and deep words. I embrace you Daniela My dear Didi, i can apreciate so much you attention and presence to translate and understant that i can share.
You are really a wonderful person so close to me.
Thank you so much for your comment and opportunity to see in yourself like a mirror- I can appreciate so much this your way to see meself in your presence and deep words.

I embrace you
Daniela

]]> Di: Didi http://poetyca.wordpress.com/2009/07/05/la-morte-dentro/#comment-50 Didi Tue, 07 Jul 2009 22:09:44 +0000 http://poetyca.wordpress.com/?p=716#comment-50 my dear dany, it seems that death and life are coming from the same source, maybe they are even same...like a door opening anothing door and we do not know what life is....is it the silence, the silent spectator that accepts what happens in time and moments? is it something in us what is watching from a form of being and non-being....like an empty vessel...our soul that has no time is always in prsent, not living in this film but watchng it untouched... love which we cannot discribe with real words, since all words are like prison to express what is love...love in us as still and silent watcher, observer...when watching like this...when giving love like...empty and not being the doer...fear in general and fear to die and bound in illusions will suddenly cease to exist...then love and joy is living out of "itself"...here we can find our peace and sense of life....to be love and to live love... i embrace you so much my dear dany didi my dear dany,

it seems that death and life are coming from the same source,
maybe they are even same…like a door opening anothing door and we do not know what life is….is it the silence, the silent spectator that accepts what happens in time and moments? is it something in us what is watching from a form of being and non-being….like an empty vessel…our soul that has no time is always in prsent, not living in this film but watchng it untouched…

love which we cannot discribe with real words, since all words are like prison to express what is love…love in us as still and silent watcher, observer…when watching like this…when giving love like…empty and not being the doer…fear in general and fear to die and bound in illusions will suddenly cease to exist…then love and joy is living out of “itself”…here we can find our peace and sense of life….to be love and to live love…

i embrace you so much my dear dany
didi

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