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“A sensual lifestyle defies the productivist logic, it has time.
I love this illustration by Anthony DeMello:
A rich entrepreneur from the North was horrified to find the southern fisherman lying lazily besides his boat, smoking pipe.
“Why aren’t you out fishing?” said the entrepreneur. “Because I have caught enough fish for the day,” said the fisherman.
“Why don’t you catch some more?”
“What would I do with them?”
“You could earn more money,” was the entrepreneur’s reply. “With that you could have a motor fixed to your boat and go into deeper waters and catch more fish. Then you would make enough to buy nylon nets. These would bring you more fish and more money. Soon you would have more money to own two boats... maybe even a fleet of boats. Then you would be a rich man like me.”
“What would I do then?” asked the fisherman.
“Then you could really enjoy life.”
“What do you think I’m doing right now?”
Sensuality
Productivity
Good Life
Sensual
Entrepreneur
Perfect Life
Live Passionately
Special Occasion
Enjoy Lifey
Sun and Steel
“The men who indulged in nocturnal thought, it seemed to me, had without exception dry, lusterless skins and sagging stomachs. They sought to wrap up a whole epoch in a capacious night of ideas, and rejected in all its forms the sun that I had seen. They rejected both life and death as I had seen them, for in both of these the sun had had a hand.”
Sun And Steel
Yukio Mishima
Enlightenment Now: The Case for Reason, Science, Humanism, and Progress
“El populismo autoritario puede verse como la resistencia de ciertos elementos de la naturaleza humana -tribalismo, autoritarismo, demonización, pensamiento de suma cero- en contra de las instituciones ilustradas que fueron diseñadas para sortearlos.”
Tirania
Socialismo
Ilustracion
Populismo
Pearls Before Swine
“The patriarchy longs for the days ‘when men were men’ and women were oppressed, silent and subservient – and they can see no wrong in it. It justifies its former power and lust to hold on to it – and if possible, to regain it by quoting fundamentalist and radical religion and tradition and while calling it ‘love’. Some love! How can oppression and power and complete control over another person's life ever be ‘love’?”
Women
Oppressed
By
Men Were
Silent And
To Hold
Wrong In It
Intimiteit
“Als ik mij identificeer met - beter: als ik mij vervreemd op grond van - beelden en idealen die ingaan tegen mijn lichaam, dan is mijn buik de eerste lichaamsregio die protest aantekent, lang vooraleer ik bewust besef wat er aan de hand is. Onze (onder)buik is een lichaamsregio waar affecten voelbaar worden, wat we kunnen terugvinden in de wijsheid van onze taal: "het ligt zwaar op mijn maag", "ik doe het in mijn broek van angst", "er ligt iets op mijn lever". Wanneer ik daar geen gehoor aan geef en ondanks de protesten verderga op de ingeslagen weg, worden de signalen dwingender en verschuift protest van ongemak naar pijn en vervolgens naar ziekte.
Mijn lijf tekent protest aan - het doet pijn. Geef ik daar gehoor aan? Bij gebrek aan een goede afstemming op mijn lichaam doe ik dat niet. Het kan nog erger: vanuit het concurrentieprincipe kan ik zelfs nog een stap verdergaan en de pijn die ik voel als deel van het "offer" beschouwen dat ik moet brengen om een ideale vrouw of man te worden, als een te bepalen prijs om succesvol te zijn. Een dergelijke interpretatie van pijn illustreert hoe vervreemding erin slaagt ons een voor de hand liggende betekenis van signalen te doen negeren of zelfs om te keren. Pijn lezen als een aanmoediging om nog harder door te gaan op de ingeslagen weg - veel gekker hoeft het niet te worden.”
Offer
Succès
Pijn
Taal
Vervreemding
Inbeelding
Ziekte
Concurrentie
Ongemak
“Every fragrance, fragrances and identifies its flower and original nature; similarly, every attitude demonstrates and illustrates its character and persona.”
Flower And Attitude
Varangian: Book One of the Byzantum Saga
“The prince remembers his father's words- "Steal a loaf of bread, son, and they will cut your hands off, but steal an entire country and they will proclaim you their king. Humanity can never forgive mediocrity, but when audacity and brilliance combine in the right individual it can luster godlike- and they will forgive you anything, even a whole generation of boys sent off to battle for the interests of that lustrous-one".
Excerpt from
Varangian: Book One of the Byzantum Saga”
Philosophy
Medieval
History
Political Philosophy
Military
Historical Fiction
Vikings
Byzantine History
Varangian
“I suppose I understand," the priestess said, "but I wonder why it's come to this. All these years, I've never truly understood the basis for our feud. If I'm to die, will you at least tell me why you chose Sabal over me? Was it fondness? Was it lust?"
"Neither," Pharaun chuckled. "My choice had nothing whatever to do with personalities. How could it, when you twins were so alike? I threw in with Sabal simply because she was dangling from the bottom rung of the Mizzrym ladder. I thought it would be an amusing challenge to lift her to the top.”
Magic
Fantasy
Mage
Drow
Darkelves
Pharaun
Dead Toad Scrolls
“A person desires more out of life than simply makeshift survival. How does a person live sensationally? Must we pursue pleasure wherever and however we can find it? Alternatively, must a person suppress or at least check some of their instinctive, beastly desires to forge a quality state of happiness? Arguably, a majority of people benefit when each person labors to control their personage. On the other hand, perchance the Ancient Romans were correct openly to embrace the notion that humankind’s base nature demands that all full-bodied persons act to satiate their rapacious lust. Perhaps various religious doctrines and philosophical grumps were correct to embrace an alternative creed that personal happiness and stable community relationships are dependent upon conditioning the masses to exercise self-discipline. Perhaps other thinkers who advocate living passionately devoted to achieving virtuous goals while resisting a path of debauchery present the most gallant argument how to live brilliantly in the face of absurdity. Perchance the test of any ethical code governing how we should live must begin by questioning whether living in accordance with the prescribed guidelines assist us achieve emotional equanimity? Does our lifestyle choice bring harmony to the mind and body? Does our personal protocol facilitate carefree immersion in daily affairs? Does our code of conduct allow us to transcend the impoverishment, corruption, and brutality of our times? Does our moral etiquette enable us to glean satisfaction in the commonplace acts of living carefully? Does our philosophical and ethical methodology allow us to strain the innermost contentment and joy from the purity of nature’s bounty?”
Happiness
Survival
Philosophy Of Life
Lifestyle
Meaningful Life
Personal Philosophy
Code Of Conduct
Personal Satisfaction
Sostiene Pereira
“Beh, disse la signora Delgado, lei è un intellettuale, dica quello che sta succedendo in Europa, esprima il suo libero pensiero, insomma faccia qualcosa. Sostiene Pereira che avrebbe voluto dire molte cose. Avrebbe voluto rispondere che sopra di lui c’era il suo direttore, il quale era un personaggio del regime, e che poi c’era il regime, con la sua polizia e la sua censura, e che in Portogallo tutti erano imbavagliati, insomma che non si poteva esprimere liberamente la propria opinione, e che lui passava la giornata in una misera stanzuccia in Rua Rodrigo la Fonseca, in compagnia di un ventilatore asmatico e sorvegliato da una portiera che probabilmente era una confidente della polizia. Ma non disse niente di tutto questo, Pereira, disse solo: farò del mio meglio, signora Delgado, ma non è facile fare del proprio meglio in un paese come questo per una perdona come me, sa, io non sono Thomas Mann, sono solo un oscuro direttore della pagina culturale di un modesto giornale del pomeriggio, faccio qualche ricorrenza di scrittori illustri e traduco racconti dell’Ottocento francese, di poi non si può fare. Capisco, replicò la signora Delgado, ma forse tutto si può fare, basta averne la volontà. Pereira guardò fuori dal finestrino e sospirò.”
Inspirational Quotes
Tabucchi
Intellettuale
Contro Il Razzismo
Libero Pensiero
Midsummer's Mayhem
“We walked among the different plants and by using The Book, we did our best to identify them and understand how to use them. Some were easy- spearmint, "for refreshment, strength, and healing," and rosemary, "for remembrance, and the prevention of nightmares." We also found a swathe of sage, which could be used "to cultivate wisdom and intelligence." When I came across a bunch of plants with dark green leaves and tiny white flowers, it took us quite a while to identify it by its drawing in The Book: gotu kola, an herb that could "restore the senses and clear confusion."
"Oh, look at this one," I said. "
Saffron, for success
. I should probably bake with that."
"If only it grew here," said Vik.
Finally, on the bank of a small stream, we found gigantic thyme stems, almost two feet tall and topped with plump clusters of purple flowers. "What's thyme good for?" I asked Vik as I plucked a dozen stems and inhaled their herbaceous scent.
"
Thyme attracts affection, loyalty, and the goodwill of others
," read Vik, "
and can foster strength and courage when needed
.”
Plants
Herbs
Traits Development
Thyme
Şiirler
“Bir an kayboldun gibi! yaşadım kıyameti
Yoruldun ama buldun ey kalbim emaneti
Yeniden su yürüdü dalıma yaprağıma
Bir bakışın can verdi kurumuş toprağıma
Çiçeğe durdu kalbim içtim parmaklarından
Göz çeşmem suya erdi sevda kaynaklarından
Bir aydınlık denizin sonsuz derinliğinde
Yüzüyorum gözünün yeşil serinliğinde
Bir ışık bir kelebek biraz çiçek biraz kuş
Yeni bir ülke yüzün ellerimde kaybolmuş
Soluğum bir kuş gibi uçuyor ellerine
Kapılıp gidiyorum saçının sellerine
Gözlerinden göğüme sayısız yıldız akar
Bir gülüşün içimde binlerce lamba yakar
Bir kurtuluştur o an çağrılsa senin adın
Sesin ne kadar sıcak sesin ne kadar yakın
Tabiat bir bembeyaz gelinlik giymiş gibi
Yüzüme kar yağıyor sanki elinmiş gibi
Sensiz geçen zamanı belli yaşamamışım
Sensizlik bir kuyuymuş onu aşamamışım
Bir yol buldum öteye geçerek gözlerinden
İşte yeni bir dünya peygamber sözlerinden
Ölüm bize ne uzak bize ne yakın ölüm
Ölümsüzlüğü tattık bize ne yapsın ölüm”
Poetry
Poem
Turkish Literature
Şiir
Edebiyat
Bulmak
Şiirler
Erdem Bayazıt
“The world’s biggest religion is capitalism:
money is our god, greed is our priest,
banks are our temples,
and shopping is how we express our worship.
The world’s biggest cartel is politics:
democracy is our god, elections are our priest,
voting booths are our temples,
and ballots are how we express our worship.
The world’s biggest idol is stardom:
celebrities are our gods, fame is our priest,
tabloids are our temples,
and applause is how we express our worship.
The world’s biggest faith is hedonism:
sex is our god, lust is our priest,
brothels are our temples,
and fornication is how we express our worship.”
Africa Quotes
African Quotes
African Philosophy Quotes
Politician Quotations
Matshona Dhliwayo Quotes
Guru Quotation
Politics Quotations
African Philosopher Quotes
Solomonology Quotes
Sage Quotations
“Kapı Arası Özgürlük
Yüreğimde kanayan
acı dolu bir hüzün var;
yalnızlığın gözleri
hayata oradan bakıyor.
Bu güz miladına
daha yeni başlıyor.
Kelimeleri dağlara ve şehirlere
sabırla yürüyen.
Geride bıraktıklarım
yalan oldular;
doğruların aynasında
yüzlerini bir daha gören olmadı.
Ekmeğimi göçebe
kuşlarla bölüştüm.
Aklımın maviliğinde
kanat çırptılar.
Deniz Sarıtop”
Kitap
Edebiyat
Deniz Sarıtop Sözleri
The Speed of Life: An Illustrated Novel
“From THE SPEED OF LIFE, Part III, Chapter "Running on empty."
I put the Jeep in park and felt that odd sensation that comes over me when stuck in traffic. Instead of speeding along on its way to wherever it needs to be, my body – the heart pumping blood, the muscles in my shoulders contracting, the side of my head throbbing – sits there: a time-bomb of expectation. I wasn’t where I wanted to be. I wasn’t where I was. I was nowhere.”
Justice
Science Fiction
Dante
Shamanism
Literary Fiction
Native American
Astrophysics
Metoo
Legal Thriller
The Speed Of Life
The Speed of Life: An Illustrated Novel
“I slumped in my seat, pierced by sunlight magnified by the windshield glass. What was I fighting? Everything. I was fighting where I was, who I was, where I was going. I’ll be here now, I thought. I’ll be here, not moving, going nowhere in gridlock on the Santa Monica Freeway. My heartbeat slowed, my muscles relaxed, and my mind, which had been working hard to be elsewhere, focused on where I was, alongside accumulated debris piled against the concrete barrier: a pair of torn trousers, a doll without a head, and a single sneaker that had lost its laces. The shoe had been run over until it was tire-black.
I got out of the Jeep and picked up the shoe. It was just a running shoe, but I held it tenderly, examining it in one hand and then turning it over to examine it in the other. I felt every wound as car after car had run over it, crushing its beauty, rending it into a vague semblance of charcoal canvas.”
Books
Legal Thriller
The Speed Of Life
James Victor Jordan
Natalie Tan's Book of Luck & Fortune
“The birds had multiplied. She'd installed rows upon rows of floating melamine shelves above shoulder height to accommodate the expression of her once humble collection. Though she'd had bird figurines all over the apartment, the bulk of her prized collection was confined to her bedroom because it had given her joy to wake up to them every morning. Before I'd left, I had a tradition of gifting her with bird figurines. It began with a storm petrel, a Wakamba carving of ebony wood from Kenya I had picked up at the museum gift shop from a sixth-grade school field trip. She'd adored the unexpected birthday present, and I had hunted for them since.
Clusters of ceramic birds were perched on every shelf. Her obsession had brought her happiness, so I'd fed it. The tiki bird from French Polynesia nested beside a delft bluebird from the Netherlands. One of my favorites was a glass rainbow macaw from an Argentinian artist that mimicked the vibrant barrios of Buenos Aires. Since the sixth grade, I'd given her one every year until I'd left: eight birds in total.
As I lifted each member of her extensive bird collection, I imagined Ma-ma was with me, telling a story about each one. There were no signs of dust anywhere; cleanliness had been her religion. I counted eighty-eight birds in total. Ma-ma had been busy collecting while I was gone.
I couldn't deny that every time I saw a beautiful feathered creature in figurine form, I thought of my mother. If only I'd sent her one, even a single bird, from my travels, it could have been the precursor to establishing communication once more.
Ma-ma had spoken to her birds often, especially when she cleaned them every Saturday morning. I had imagined she was some fairy-tale princess in the Black Forest holding court over an avian kingdom.
I was tempted to speak to them now, but I didn't want to be the one to convey the loss of their queen.
Suddenly, however, Ma-ma's collection stirred.
It began as a single chirp, a mournful cry swelling into a chorus. The figurines burst into song, tiny beaks opening, chests puffed, to release a somber tribute to their departed beloved. The tune was unfamiliar, yet its melancholy was palpable, rising, surging until the final trill when every bird bowed their heads toward the empty bed, frozen as if they hadn't sung seconds before.
I thanked them for the happiness they'd bestowed on Ma-ma.”
Mother
Tribute
Birds
Avian
Collection
Birdsong
Figurines
Ben Rabbime Gidiyorum
“Belki de Rabbim, kalplerimiz taşlaşmasın diye taşı kalpleştirdi.. Kainatın kalbi olan Kabe ile bizi buluşturdu..”
Islam
Kalp
Ben Rabbime Gidiyorum
Kabe
Mekke
Ramazan Kayan
“Do you hate?
The most powerful hate is not born out of ignorance or prejudice or a perceived threat. Those three are fear in disguise.
The fury that fuels my corps ignites from personal pain. Those whose lives were ravaged by greed, lust and control wield the crimson light.
The rings replace our damaged hearts. They beat for them. And they keep us alive only to hate.
-Atrocitus”
Comics
Green Lantern
Atrocitus
Blackest Night
“Do you hate?
The most powerful hate is not born out of ignorance or prejudice or a perceived threat. Those three are fear in disguise.
The fury that fuels my corps ignites from personal pain. Those whose lives were ravaged by greed, lust and control wield the crimson light.
The rings replace our damaged hearts. They beat for them. And they keep us alive only to hate.”
Comics
Green Lantern
Atrocitus
Blackest Night
“Worry soils even the purest mind.
Envy poisons even the purest heart.
Greed sullies even the purest soul.
Gratitude cleanses even the dirtiest mind.
Mercy sanitizes even the dirtiest heart.
Goodness purifies even the dirtiest soul.
Ignorance soils even the purest mind.
Hatred poisons even the purest heart.
Ego sullies even the purest soul.
Prudence cleanses even the dirtiest mind.
Kindness sanitizes even the dirtiest heart.
Humility purifies even the dirtiest soul.
Corruption soils even the purest mind.
Bigotry poisons even the purest heart.
Injustice sullies even the purest soul.
Innocence cleanses even the dirtiest mind.
Grace sanitizes even the dirtiest heart.
Humanity purifies even the dirtiest soul.
Slander soils even the purest mind.
Malice poisons even the purest heart.
Wrath sullies even the purest soul.
Goodwill cleanses even the dirtiest mind.
Selflessness sanitizes even the dirtiest heart.
Love purifies even the dirtiest soul.
Idleness soils even the purest mind.
Lust poisons even the purest heart.
Decadence sullies even the purest soul.
Wisdom cleanses even the dirtiest mind.
Understanding sanitizes even the dirtiest heart.
Enlightenment purifies even the dirtiest soul.”
Philosophy Quotes
Enlightenment Quotes
Wise Quotes
Africa Quotes
African Philosophy Quotes
Philosopher Quotes
Guru Quotes
Matshona Dhliwayo Quotes
African Philosopher Quotes
Solomonology Quotes
The Egyptologist
“In my experience of human behaviour (and I've seen all there is to see, it's fair to say), I've concluded there aren't but five motivations for a man to do anything. They're hardly mysterious, you know: money, hunger, lust, power, survival. That's all there is. You hear in the courtrooms and in the cinema all sorts of fancy-dress explanations why someone becomes Prime Minister or kills his neighbours. But if you listen hard, it's all just the same five balls, juggled up in the air, decorated with distracting words. No one ever did a damn thing but for one of those five.”
Human Motivation
“Anger has great strength,
but no brains.
Greed has many hands,
but no heart.
Fear has many titles,
but no honor.
Hatred has many forms,
but no soul.
Desire has great strength,
but no brains.
Agony has many hands,
but no heart.
Shame has many titles,
but no honor.
Ego has many forms,
but no soul.
Envy has great strength,
but no brains.
Malice has many hands,
but no heart.
Lust has many titles,
but no honor.
Evil has many forms,
but no soul.”
Enlightenment Quotes
Wise Quotes
Africa Quotes
African Philosophy Quotes
Guru Quotes
Sage Quotes
Matshona Dhliwayo Quotes
Philosophy Quotations
African Philosopher Quotes
Solomonology Quotes
Narrative of Facts, Characterizing the Supernatural Manifestations in Members of Mr. Irving's Congregation
“Oh! the deep subtlety and cunning craftiness of the enemy! calling, in the name of our God, for enlargement of our confidence in him, that we might the more blindly follow on in the course of his deceivableness. And, Oh! the hollowness of our own hearts, which drank in flattery and seduction, and persuaded us we were drinking in the sincere milk of the word, and growing in love and in meekness. And, Oh! the awful justice, and yet redeeming grace, of our God, who, because of our secret pride, which led to a craving after something more than the gentle dew of the Spirit, morning by morning, gave us, indeed, meat to our lust, by leaving us under a spiritual power, which was supernatural and sweet to the taste, but afterwards wormwood and ashes; and yet remembering his mercy, repented him of his anger, and snatched us as brands from the burning.
Surely we have so much of glorious revelation made plain to us, that we can feed upon it in peace and patience, with thanksgiving; and need not to cultivate an unhealthy appetite after crude and novel views, in which we can neither find rest nor edification.”
Truth
Revelation
Irving
Charismatics
Pentacostalism
Hungry Hearts: 13 Tales of Food & Love
“After Mrs. Ma hurried off, Charlie tested the shaved ice and glanced at the spirits drifting into Hungry Heart Row. They'd been pouring in since dawn, wandering through the stalls that each participating restaurant had set up, clustering around a fragrant Crock-Pot of ash-e-reshte and platters full of pumpkin tamales. Across the street, Lila from the local pastelería was unboxing dozens of conchas and novias, each one more brightly colored than the last.
Charlie got to work setting out the fixings. Assembling a bowl of shaved ice was a lot like making an ice cream sundae. Just replace the ice cream with slivers of ice and cover them with toppings that take on a special Asian flair- grass jelly, chunks of mango or sliced strawberries, and Waipo's mung beans in syrup.”
Spirits
Shaved Ice
Vendors
Cultural Cuisine
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