Zerebria

I had an epiphany the time that I read, regarding Zen masters, that they are (more…)

There is a beautiful, inspirational story in Peter Brook’s memories, ‘Threads of Time‘, about the need of listening to life’s patterns, its highs and lows, its silences which are also part of the music, it’s hidden messages. (more…)

We don’t know what dreams mean. But they for sure are different to our conscious life. I mean the four dimensions are different while within(?) them.

The best description of such difference I’ve ever heard was told to me (more…)

“Come on, let me see your smiling face. The new ping pong classes start today at deck C (more…)

Tomorrow is the autumnal equinox: the moment in which, after the bright Summer, day and night equal their forces. From then on, days will become shorter, and darkness will gain ground.

There is a change of patterns in nature and we should change ours, too. (more…)

Children are like pure water before it gets stained by our ‘civilized’ procedures (in fact, it is more than a metaphor: it seems the water percentage in a child’s body is higher than the regular adult 60-70%). So, even though nowadays they usually lose their innocence really soon (they better do), it is still possible to (more…)

“What the world needs is…” A common sentence, with probably 6,500,000,000 different endings, one for each of the inhabitants of this troubled world of us. I recently had a ‘gestalt’ of my personal answer, one of those moments in which you see the whole picture as a whole (snap!). Here it goes for what is worth. (more…)

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It looked like a good idea at first, but I hesitated a lot and in the end I did not add the following quote by Charles Darwin to my database: (more…)

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I learned the fact that our planet is doomed in  2006. (It’s alright if you don’t trust Al Gore, a politician after all. But think about James Lovelock, who has devoted his whole life to Mother Earth, only to discover that we have taken it to an irreversible coma. Or Stephen Hawkins, who, (more…)

I feel terrible. My throat is spiked with thorns, I have this intermittent pain in my articulations, I’m cold, I’m hot. A few minutes ago, I went into the shower before removing my soaked sheets, after a night of what only very generously could be named as “sleep”. I remember a moment after shower, when I (more…)