Being in tune
Strange couple. One doesn’t have to do a lot with the other at first sight.
Yet here they are: Sharing a time and a place in a universe that is ultimately governed by Love.
They are in tune. Watching them I tuned in, too.
By Detlef.
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Germany is a colorful country of law and order
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“Du bist ein Wixxer” = “You are a wanker.” -
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Henie
Sometimes it takes being *different* to fit! :~) And does one size fit all? I wonder?
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Detlef
You are right. My pants don’t fit without a belt and my belt doesn’t fit into the laces of my pants. I’ll have to change the picture. Or I’ll rather add an update.
I wanted some orange in that pic anyway
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Henie
Love it! “Chaotic harmony” at its best now! *wink*
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Detlef
A solemn appeal to accountability
So: I’m the only open window of this house? And what does that tell you? All the others are right and I am wrong?
All the others shelter the occupants and I don’t? All the others care for the appearance of the house? All the others have something or someone behind themselves to care for, to protect or to give coziness and warmth? Is that what you think?
By Detlef.If that’s what you’re thinking think again, because you only think you’re thinking because you are just reproducing the prejudices of your mass conform brain. Until now you thought that windows don’t talk – didn’t you? Well: here you go. Do I talk or don’t I?
And as I talk you might as well assume I’m right and if you don’t you better shut up. I interfere with the harmony of this facade? Let me tell you loud and clear: You interfere with the freshness of the air in the room I’m sheltering.
And that room is like a son to me. It’s the apple of my eye, it’s what I live for and it will be what I die for. That’s what I believe and yes, Sir: I have a belief and I’m not ashamed to stand by it and to utter it loud and clear: Let me be open wide, let me let the sunshine in, the wind, the freshness, let me be open wide for health, for creativity and last but not least: Let me be open wide for freedom.
(frenetic applause, all windows open with a solemn gesture, flag raised in front of house, window anthem played by the window marching band) -
Detlef
To learn is to loose skills
For everything you learn you loose some skill. You learn language, you leave the world of feeling forever. At least a part of that world. Or isn’t there always language going on in your head? Don’t you try to clothe your feelings in language to explain them? To yourself and to others?
Can you imagine a world without language? You had it once – but most of us have lost it. Perhaps it comes back in old age – but we won’t be able to tell it. We might be able to feel it being with those without language and not treating them as being impaired – but as people commanding skills we lack. As people we can learn from how to to de-learn. The very young, the very old, those not having acquired language for some reason.
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Prudence is the mother of sanity is the mother of a long life.
By Detlef.So don’t try this at home. Because mother is right.
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Detlef
Life is a short opportunity to say “Hello!” to chance.
By Detlef.Because pre- and afterlife is the domain of rigid determinism.
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Detlef
The sun is creating the wind is creating the energy is creating the electricity to put this on your screen.
By Detlef.Are you satisfied with the process? Otherwise please complain directly to the sun. Look out of the window, it will arrive in due time.
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Detlef
Global economy at work
We see the global economy at work everywhere. Our lives are directly affected by events in far away countries. Via the web we exchange views with people on the other side of the globe. We become friends. We live in the global village. I enjoy to live in the global village. I’m grateful for the opportunity to be part of it.
By DetlefAs we live together ever closer – do we need a set of common values to govern our behavior? Is it enough to treat each other with dignity, respect and a sense of humor? Where does humor stop – when moral values are at stake? Which values? Should we actively seek out the points of difference – or should we live together, coexist together as long as it’s possible?
By DetlefI believe we won’t solve these questions with the power of our heads – but rather with the wisdom of our hearts.
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perpetualspiral
agreed – humour stops when (preferably before) someone feels hurt or has their boundaries crossed. It is hard to know where these lines are drawn with each person, so as you know, I make a point of directly asking! As developing people we are each at our own place, each identifying with varying amounts of what we believe or hold sacred. Personally I try hard not to cling to anything but there are still certain things that can hurt me when trodden on. And of course disrespecting basic human rights to have our own minds and values hurts everybody
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Detlef
The optimistic ear
The ears were busy growing in the curb. They had expected a different kind of life.
The pessimistic ear complained: “I tell you, we bungled our lives! There is no reason of growing any seeds! I mean: settling down in the curb! When that red broken ball pen arrived I began to have mixed feelings about this. Than came the crown cap and I was sure: this is no environment to raise kids! But that cigarette butt with its plump familiarity freaks me out completely. I want to shrivel and end this misery!”
Optimism by DetlefThe optimistic ear answered: “Hey, don’t you give up. Let’s grow as many seeds as we can and spread them around here. Lots of people, lots of cars, lots of transportation. This is the ideal place to grow seeds. They will position themselves under boots, in tires, on cars, on bikes, on bicycles, dogs, cats, birds: we will be the parents of many a golden cornfield.”
And that’s exactly what happened.
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Jeb Dickerson
It’s hard not to be inspired by such a story, DC. Seeing beyond the gutter is a very difficult thing to do. That curb seems so high sometimes. But the truth of the matter is, it’s not so high I can’t climb out…plant my own corn field.
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Detlef
Very often a situation is not what it looks like. These ears may seem out of place for our eyes – but I think they have mor chances to spread than their kin in the cornfield – which will be harvested and eaten.
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Henie
Interesting that I don’t see a curb at all. My eye automatically sees the dark area of the curb as the line in the corn field that has been cultivated for the planting.
I love the story! Life once born, cannot be deterred to cultivate it’s own path of existence! I would entitle this “Chaotic Harmony!” :~)
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Detlef
Thanks Henie for this very interesting reference to “Chaotic Harmony”. Had not seen it in this light up to now.
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CatatonicKid
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perpetualspiral
This reminds me of the saying about how we all must play the hand we are dealt. We can complain and do nothing, or we can make the best of it. Think of everything those plants will see and learn that the ones in crowded fields will never know! This is me, this is how I see my life. I am grateful for the weirdness, the suffering, the ‘being different’ – it has made me wise, it has made me appreciate things that others will never know.
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Detlef
I think it only seems these plants are in a worse position than those in the field – because we expect corn to grow in a field.
Reality doesn’t care for expectation
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Frauke Watson 6:15 am on June 16, 2009 Permalink |
Schoenes Bild. Piekst gar nicht im Kopf beim Angucken!
Detlef 8:45 am on June 16, 2009 Permalink |
Thank you –