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| Corporative Center Calakmul by Arq. Agustin Hernandez Navarro. Santa Fe. Mexico City |
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| Torre Mayor. Mexico City |
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| Restaurant Los Girasoles. Mexico City |
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| Towers. Santa Fe. Mexico City |
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| Juarez Theater. Guanajuato. Mx |
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| Brooklyn. NYC |
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| Manhattan Building. NYC |
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| Academie Nationale de Musique. Paris |
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Talks and Writings of G. I. Gurdjieff THE EVOLUTION OF MAN CAN BE TAKEN AS THE DEVELOPMENT IN HIM of those powers and possibilities which never develop by themselves, that is, mechanically. Only this kind of development, only this kind of growth, marks the real evolution of man. There is, and there can be, no other kind of evolution whatever.… In speaking of evolution it is necessary to understand from the outset that no mechanical evolution is possible. The evolution of man is the evolution of his consciousness. And ‘consciousness’ cannot evolve unconsciously. The evolution of man is the evolution of his will, and ‘will’ cannot evolve involuntarily. The evolution of man is the evolution of his power of doing, and ‘doing’ cannot be the result of things which ‘happen.’ IN SEARCH OF THE MIRACULOUS, pp. 56, 58 BUT THE BEING OF TWO PEOPLE CAN DIFFER from one another more than the being of a mineral and of an animal. This is exactly what people do not understand. And they do not understand that knowledge depends on being. Not only do they not understand this latter but they definitely do not wish to understand it. And especially in Western culture it is considered that a man may possess great knowledge, for example he may be an able scientist, make discoveries, advance science, and at the same time he may be, and has a right to be, a petty, egoistic, caviling, mean, envious, vain, naïve, and absent-minded man. It seems to be considered here that a professor must always forget his umbrella everywhere. IN SEARCH OF THE MIRACULOUS, p. 65 |
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| Sweet Dreams (or Nightmare) |
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| Cuernavaca (Open air market)) |
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| Williamsburg Street, New York |
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I appreciate them all. Stay tuned.
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| Restaurant La Bodega (La Condesa. Mexico City) One needs the mood of a warrior for every single act, otherwise one becomes distorted and ugly. There is no power in a life that lacks this mood. A warrior is a hunter. He calculates everything. That's control. But once his calculations are over, he acts. He lets go. That's abandon. A warrior is not a leaf at the mercy of the wind. No one can push him; no one can make him do things against himself or against his better judgment. A warrior is tuned to survive, and he survives in the best of all possible fashions. A warrior could be injured but not offended. For a warrior there is nothing offensive about the acts of his fellow men as long as he himself is acting within the proper mood. ~Carlos Castaneda Uno necesita el ánimo de un guerrero para cada uno de sus actos -dijo-. De otro modo uno se enchueca y se afea. No hay poder en una vida que carece de este ánimo. Mírate tú mismo. Todo te ofende y te inquieta. Chillas y te quejas y sientes que todo el mundo te hace bailar a su son. Eres una hoja a merced del viento. No hay poder en tu vida. ¡Qué feo debe de sentirse eso! "Un guerrero, en cambio, es un cazador. Todo lo calcula. Eso es control. Pero una vez terminados sus cálculos, actúa. Se deja ir. Eso es abandono. Un guerrero no es una hoja a merced del viento. Nadie lo empuja; nadie lo obliga a hacer cosas en contra de sí mismo o de lo que juzga correcto. Un guerrero está entonado para sobrevivir, y sobrevive del mejor modo posible." -Un guerrero podría sufrir daño, pero no ofensa -dijo-. Para un guerrero no hay nada ofensivo en los actos de sus semejantes mientras él mismo esté actuando dentro del ánimo correcto. Así me sentía exactamente. Don Juan parecía compenetrado de mis sentimientos. Dijo que mi estado de ánimo le recordaba una canción y empezó a cantarla en tono bajo; su voz cantante era muy agradable y la letra me arrebató: "Qué lejos estoy del suelo donde he nacido. Inmensa nostalgia invade mi pensamiento. Al verme tan solo y triste cual hoja al viento, quisiera llorar, quisiera morir de sentimiento." ~Carlos Castaneda  This week's challenge: 'Shade'. |
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The mother-child relationship is paradoxical and, in a sense, tragic. It requires the most intense love on the mother's side, yet this very love must help the child grow away from the mother and to become fully independent. ~Erich Fromm |
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| Rural little market |
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| Detail |
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Manipulation: The masses were deceived and manipulated by a tiny group. The principle that human nature, in its psychological aspects, is nothing more than a product of history and given social relations removes all barriers to coercion and manipulation by the powerful. |
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Clouds appear
and bring to men a chance to rest
from looking at the moon. ~Matsuo Basho |
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| Gort |
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| Ing-1 by Leonora Carrington |
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| Tepozteco (The Sacred Valley of Tepoztlan, near Mexico City) |
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| Tepoztlan (Sunday open air market) |
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In the Art of Dreaming Don Juan tells Carlos, "… most of our energy goes into upholding our importance… If we were capable of losing some of that importance, two extraordinary things would happen to us. One, we would free our energy from trying to maintain the illusory idea of our grandeur; and two we would provide ourselves with enough energy to ... Catch a glimpse of the actual grandeur of the Universe." ~Carlos Castaneda |
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| Anonymous Citizen by Javier Marin (Mexican sculptor) |
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| Tunas vendor in Pachuca (near Mexico City) |
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“There is geometry in the humming of the strings, there is music in the spacing of the spheres.” ~Pythagoras |
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| Revolcadero Beach. Acapulco |
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| Tetitlan Beach (Near Ixtapa). |
