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| The Path |
Thursday, May 20, 2010
El Camino
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Serpents Fountain
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| Fuente de las Viboras |
To The Aztecs Quetzalcoatl was, as his name indicates, a feathered serpent, a flying reptile (much like a dragon), who was a boundary maker (and transgressor) between earth and sky. He was also a creator deity having contributed essentially to the creation of Mankind. He also had anthropomorphic forms, for example in his aspects as Ehecatl the wind god. Among the Aztecs the name Quetzalcoatl was also a priestly title, as the most two important priests of the Aztec Templo_Mayor were called "Quetzalcoatl Tlamacazqui". In the Aztec ritual calendar, different deities were associated with the cycle of year names: Quetzalcoatl was tied to the year Ce Acatl (One Reed), which correlates to the year 1519.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Sunset Walk
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| Isla Mujeres |
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Chapultepec Lake
Location of the Chapultepec Lake production of Swan Lake, a ballet by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky. The scenario, initially in four acts, was fashioned from Russian folk tales as well as an ancient German legend. It tells the story of Princess Odette, a princess turned into a swan by an evil sorcerer's curse. The choreographer of the original production was Julius Reisinger. Although it is presented in many different versions, most Ballet companies base their stagings both choreographically and musically on the Swan Lake 1895 of Marius Petipa and Lev Ivanov.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Searching
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| Ver. 2 |
KNOWLEDGE OF THE SELF by Prem Rawat
IN THIS LIFE you are a solitary traveler. And if you don’t understand the nature of the journey, you will get lost, because life is the only journey that, by default, cannot go in a circle.
The agent that doesn’t allow you to go around in a circle is called time. Even if today you do exactly the same thing that you did yesterday, it won’t be yesterday. It’ll be today. And if you plan to do tomorrow exactly what you did today, it still won’t be today; it will be tomorrow. You can’t go around in circles. So where are you headed? Where is this journey of life taking you?
THE RIVER OF LIFE
There are three major events that happen: One is birth. One is existence. And you know the third one, right? Everybody knows the certainty of that one.
The river of life begins with a drop, and it stops when it merges into the ocean. I am not talking about the first drop or about the merging. I am talking about the flow. In this journey of life, you’re flowing.
I am talking about the solitary journey of a human being. This is just about you and the breath that comes into you and fulfills you. I’m talking about the kindness that you have been given that you do not see as a miracle.
It is so unfortunate that you do not see your existence as a miracle until it is too late. Bad habit. Bad idea. You can change that. You can do something about it — start to witness it.
Here is the most normal thing that happens. The most incredible normal thing. It does not even take an effort. Breath comes into you. And it fills you. With what? It fills you with life. You live. You exist. You can think, you can see, you can admire. You can touch, feel, analyze, laugh, cry. You can be a dad, a mom, a brother, a sister; you can be whatever you are. Courtesy of life. Incredible miracle. Unbelievable. And it comes and it goes. Can you feel it? Can you capture its essence — as a moment? Can you be fulfilled by it? The answer is yes.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Property
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| Parcela |
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Gleam in someone's lake
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| Chapultepec Lake |
“A warrior acts as if he knows what he is doing, when in effect he knows nothing.”
“The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves happy. The amount of work is the same.”
“An average man is too concerned with liking people or with being liked himself. A warrior likes, that’s all. He likes whatever or whomever he wants, for the hell of it.”
“Feeling important makes one heavy, clumsy and vain. To be a warrior one needs to be light and fluid.”
“A warrior considers himself already dead, so there is nothing to lose. The worst has already happened to him, therefore he’s clear and calm; judging him by his acts or by his words, one would never suspect that he has witnessed everything.”
“There’s no emptiness in the life of a warrior. Everything is filled to the brim. Everything is filled to the brim, and everything is equal.”
“All of us, whether or not we are warriors, have a cubic centimeter of chance that pops out in front of our eyes from time to time. The difference between the average person and a warrior is that the warrior is aware of this and stays alert, deliberately waiting, so that when this cubic centimeter of chance pops out, it is picked up.”
“The aim is to balance the terror of being alive with the wonder of being alive.”
“For a warrior, to be inaccessible means that he touches the world around him sparingly. And above all, he deliberately avoids exhausting himself and others. He doesn’t use and squeeze people until they have shriveled to nothing, especially the people he loves.”
“My laughter … is real, but it is also controlled folly because it is useless; it changes nothing and yet I still choose to do it. … I am happy because I choose to look at things that make me happy…”
“The internal dialogue is what grounds people in the daily world. The world is such and such or so and so, only because we talk to ourselves about its being such and such and so and so. The passageway into the world of shamans opens up after the warrior has learned to shut off his internal dialogue.”
“The world is a mystery. This, what you’re looking at, is not all there is to it. There is much more to the world, so much more, in fact, that it is endless. So when you’re trying to figure it out, all you’re really doing is trying to make the world familiar. You and I are right here, in the world that you call real, simply because we both know it.”
Carlos Castaneda
Monday, May 10, 2010
Hailstorm
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Flor de Mayo / Mother's Day
From previous posts
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| Cosmic Mother |
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| Friday Sunbath |
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| Neoliberalism |
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| Rebozo |
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| Hopeless |
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| Atrium |
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| Flor de Agosto |
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| Misty |
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| Flor de Mayo / May Flower |
An ounce of mother is worth a ton of priest.
Spanish Proverb.
Friday, May 7, 2010
Brand New Day
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| Caribbean Sea |
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| Father and Daughgter |
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| Rothko attack! |
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| Ocho Tulum |
Thursday, May 6, 2010
The Call
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Flor
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| Invisible Lady |
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Rainy Day
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| MiniBiker in Red |
Monday, May 3, 2010
Lost
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| Mikrokosmos |
Carl Sagan: Up there in the immensity of the Cosmos, an inescapable perception awaits us. National boundaries are not evident when we view the Earth from space. Fanatical, ethnic, religious or national chauvinisms are a little difficult to maintain when we see our planet as a fragile blue crescent fading to become an inconspicuous point of light against the bastion and citadel of the stars.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
The Light of The Streets
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| Fisherman |
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| Chainsaw Man Pruning |
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| In the heat of the afternoon |
music+image
Saturday, May 1, 2010
May 1st, Theme Day: Statues
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| Nezahualcoyotl King of Texcoco Sculpture by Luis Ortiz Monasterio (1956) |
(April 28, 1402 – June 4, 1472) was a philosopher, warrior, architect, poet and ruler (Tlatoani) of the city-state of Texcoco in Pre-Columbian Mexico. Unlike other high-profile Mexican figures from the century preceding Spanish Conquest, Nezahualcoyotl was not an Aztec; his people were the “Acolhua", another Nahualtl people settled in the eastern part of the Valley of Mexico, the eastern side of Lake Texcoco. He is best remembered for his beautiful poetry.
Songs by Nezahualcoyotl
The destruction of the Mexican state was foreshadowed by a series of omens and prodigies which took place during the ten years preceding the arrival of Cortes.
By the "smoking stars" is meant a comet that was visible for about a year.
By the "smoking stars" is meant a comet that was visible for about a year.
The sweet-voiced quetzal there, ruling the earth, has intoxicated my soul.
I am like the quetzal bird, I am created in the one and only God; I sing sweet songs among the flowers; I chant songs and rejoice in my heart.
The fuming dewdrops from the flowers in the fields intoxicate my soul.
I grieve to myself that ever this dwelling on earth should end.
I foresaw, being a Mexican, that our rule began to be destroyed, I went forth weeping that it was to bow down and to be destroyed.
Let me not be angry that the grandeur of Mexico is to be destroyed.
The smoking stars gather against it: the one who cares for flowers is about to be destroyed.
He who cared for books wept, he wept for the beginning of the destruction.
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Amo el canto del zenzontle
Pájaro de cuatrocientas voces,
Amo el color del jade
Y el enervante perfume de las flores,
Pero más amo a mi hermano: el hombre.
I love the song of the mockingbird,
Bird of four hundred voices,
I love the color of the jadestone
And the enrapturing scent of flowers,
But more than all I love my brother: man.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Zoo
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| Mexico City Zoo |
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Indignation by Magu
Immigration Advocates Rise Up in Anger Over Arizona Law
AMY GOODMAN: Juan, your column in The New York Daily News today is about the immigration bill in Arizona.
JUAN GONZALEZ: Yes, well obviously there has been a furor throughout the country over this bill and one of the things occurring now is, most people were not aware that May Day was a scheduled day for immigration rights protests around the country and a lot of immigration advocates are now saying in the last week they had a huge surge of interest by people in their communities to turn out at these May Day rallies. So the Arizona, the new “show your papers or you go to jail” bill has already spurred enormous outrage in the Latino community, the immigrant community, the civil-rights community. Obviously Attorney General Holder now is saying he is considering intervening. Even Lindsay Graham, the Republican senator said yesterday he believes the law is unconstitutional. Some lawmakers are now actually calling – because you know, Major League Baseball is scheduled to have its All-Star Game in Phoenix next year. They’re already calling on Major League Baseball, which depends so much on Latino ballplayers and continues to recruit more, to pull the game, to pull the All-Star game out of Phoenix as a demonstration of what Arizona could be facing if it continues to persist in this legislation. (Fragment)
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Spring Tones
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| Ver. 0 |
King Crimson – Cadence and Cascade (Lyrics)
Cadence and cascade
Kept a man named jade;
Cool in the shade
While his audience played.
Purred, whispered, spend us too:
We only serve for you.
Sliding mystified
On the wine of the tide
Stared pale-eyed
As his veil fell aside.
Sad paper courtesan
They found him just a man.
Caravan hotel
Where the sequin spell fell
Custom of the game.
Cadence oiled in love
Licked his velvet gloved hand
Cascade kissed his name.
Sad paper courtesan
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Tlaloc
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| Tlaloc, God of rain, fertility and water. |
Tlaloc was an important deity in Aztec religion. He was a beneficent god who gave life and sustenance, but he was also feared for his ability to send hail, thunder and lightning, and for being the lord of the powerful element of water. In Aztec iconography he is normally depicted with goggle eyes and fangs. He was associated with caves, springs and mountains.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Park in The Rock or Rock in The Park
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| Rock at Luis Cabrera Square (Rock en La Roma) |
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