Canto no Ar

Atraindo Milagres

2011-12-12T13:14:00.000-02:00

Atraindo Milagres
Quero receber um jeito de enfrentar meus medos. Muitas vezes o otmista não vai resolver o porblema
Mudança de consciência= NO PAIN NO GAIN
Se meu porque não é grande o bastante eu não terei forças.
Miracle making Business
Como a pessoa vira dona do seu destino?
Não deixar circunstancias externas guiarem minha vida. Acabar com o caos na minha vida. Trazer paraíso na terra um pouco antes.
O que é um milagre?
Se a gente que ter milagres temos que apreciar todos os milagres da minha vida.
Quantas outras sincronicidades existem na minha vida? Não existem pequenos milagres ou pequenos jestos. Aprecie o pequeno como se fosse grande.
Eu não mereço nada mas a luz quer me dar de qualquer jeito. Milagres não acontecem a toa. A maioria das pessoas não percebe.
Se eu não tiver a consciência certa não consigo atrair milegres.
MILAGRE => algo positivo que a gente não tem nesse momento.
Milagre em hebraico é NESS. Nun samech
Vem das palavras:
lames => fugir ou se desfazer do caos, do limitado
Ubinoness => se elevar
Nissaion => teste
Desejar a luz e lembrar do meu caos tão forte atraves da pressão. Milagres não acontecem com pessoas mediocres.
Brigar com Dues é ser vítima da vida.
Milagre = Desepero de “eu não sei como mas eu sei que quero.”
Tem que ser muito específico no que eu quero para minha alma.
Tenho que saber que estou pedindo algo e tenho que fazer esforço.
A única forma de trazer um milagre é trabalhar com sua alma.
A gente guarda nosso caos em casa
Não ha coerção na espiritualidade Se tem caos na minha vida é porque eu quero de algum jeito que algo me de conforto.
Todos nós temos nosso pequeno mendigo, senão, teríamos uma vida completamente livre de caos.
Vou ter que abrir mão do meu controle. Vou ter que abrir mão de um PENSAMENTO.
Rei David = Deus é sua sombra
O universo se comporta de acordo com oque você faz.
CERTEZA NA LUZ
Não existe outra opção além de eu ter meu milagre, mas eu não mereço. Temos que fazer bom uso da luz
Não aceitar a limitação do 1%
Quando você ver que é impossível diga que É POSSÍVEL
Não ficar impressionado com as limitações do 1%
A coisa mais difícil é ver que ta dando errado e você não faz a menor idéia do que vai acontecer e ainda confiar na luz.
O universo quer nos dar muito.
Não quero mais meu caos
Temos que ter o receptor para trazer o grande milagre.

We chose to live under the clouds.
By covering ourselves, we created the opportunity to remove bread of shame by having free choice. We created the cover to earn the light. Our job is to remove the covers and receive the endless light that we once had. Remove the cover = going against my selfish nature.

Notas sobre a Lua Nova de Escorpião

2011-10-28T16:47:00.005-02:00

Notas sobre Lua Nova de Escorpião
(começou na noite do dia 27, quinta feira)

Segredos do Mês – Mar Cheshvan חֶשְׁוָן,
A soma das letras desse mês é 364. Pois é o mês que vem depois de todas as festas (do mes de libra) que redefinem o nosso ano. No dia de hoje e nas próximas 48 horas podemos trazer de volta e redefinir todo nosso próximo ano. Tudo que fizermos nas próximas 48 horas redefine o nosso ano.
עקרב = akrav = Escorpião
Os cabalistas mexem com as letras pois tudo tem um significado. As letras do meio, ayn e bet קר tem o valor numérico dos 72 nomes de deus.
Nesse mês recebemos a força do 72 nomes de deus.

As letras de fora עב formam a palvra Kar que significa frio em hebráico. Representa momentos da vida em que agimos como o efeito das situações, como sendo vítimas e reativos.
Kar= frio, morto, sem energia está envolvido por קר pelos 72 nomes de deus.
Isso quer dizer que quando algo acontece no mundo físico algo já aconteceu no mundo espiritual. A pergunta, a doença, vem do plano físico, a resposta ,a cura, está no plano espiritual. Escorpião diz que quando nos sentimos frios, sem solução, temos que lembrar que a solução já existe. Temos que conectar com a solução, com o plano dos 99%. Não é simples, mas esse mês recebemos a ajuda necessária dos 72 nomes de Deus.
Tem que ser proativo para saber as respostas.
Mar Chesvan Chesvan = mês azedo. Mar = exaltação. Alegria, prazer. Por tras de cada desafio estão as maiores bençãos e alegrias por mais difícil que seja. Nesse mês quando sentirmos o azedo temos que saber que por tras existe a exaltação, bencão e o milagre. Ao invéz de ficar reativo temos que parar e nos conectar com a benção.
As qualidades gerais do signo de escorpião
Os escorpioes ficam mais aflorados esse mes (lembrando que nos que nascemos desde setembro de 84 ate final 85 fomos escorpiao na vida passada por isso nos incluimos muito nisso, mas a energia ainda afeta a todos).
Os escorpianos são pessoas sensitivas, emotivas. EU SINTO. Pessoas abertas e generosas, carismáticas. Oque pega no escorpiao?
- Relacionamentos: tomar cuidado. Correcao com relacionamentos. Se fizer restricao com relacionamentos pode-se achar o relacionamento melhor possivel. A idéia é ir contra os aspectos negativos do mes para encontrarmos a benção.
- Manipulação/ controle
- Revanche/ lingual afiada (esses eu ja estou muito sentindo, e vcs??)
O escorpião grava uma traição no osso dele, nunca esquece… Esse mês queremos botar tudo pra fora, se conseguirmos restringir isso podemos plantar a semente positiva para o ano todo.
- Medo e insegurança. O escorpião é medroso, foge no final. Quando é posto numa situação de perigo ele se mata.
- Tende a trazer desequilíbrio. Extremos. Intensidade.
- Fugir de situações
Todos nós esse mês podemos trazer desequilíbrio por medo e inseguranca. Que vem da falta de certeza na luz.
O ferrão do escorpiao esta preparado para acabar com o oponenente (o ego) ou para acabar consigo mesmo.
Se uma situação acontece na minha vida é porque tenho total capacidade de passar pore la. Sair da zona de conforto para crescer. CRIAR EQUILIBRIO.
Queremos controlar tudo mas a única coisa que podemos controlar é a nossa consciência no momento do desafio. É o único momento que podemos exercer o livre arbítrio.
Nesse mês teremos muitas oportunidades para lidar como isso. Nas próximas 48 estou mudando meu ano inteiro.
Leve seu desequilíbrio para o lado feliz. Toda vez que fugimos de um desafio dizemos: “luz, fica for a da minha vida”
Ao invés de se matar e fugir dos problemas deixa eu aproveitar o melhor dele. Sensitividade para trazer o melhor para minha vida. Ame sua dificuldade para ter luz para poder mudar a dificuldade.
Escorpião, signo de agua.
A história da arca de Noé aconteceu do 17o dia de escopiao. Destruição atraves da agua. Aconteceu no dia 17 pois a segunda quinzena do mes é quando a lua mingua, menos energia, masi julgamento. .
Na verdade a agua representa chesed, misericórdia, forma de voltarmos ao estado inicial, no comeco só existia água. As pessoas não morreram por causa da água, a agua no dilúvio representa purificação. Ouve uma enxurada de luz, mas a consciencia das pessoas era tao negativa que quem nao estava preparado teve que recomeçar.

Usar os 72 nomes de deus, o Zohar, compartilhar, sair de si memso.
Esse mês as coisas vão sair de debaixo do tapete. Atencao para a língua afiada.

☺

Today You Don't Exist

2011-10-28T13:40:00.007-02:00

We have a new existence ahead of us
We'll set the new order
We'll fly over the borders
We'll brake the old patterns of the heart
We'll create the punk rock revolution of love
With thorns and blood and white roses
In sparks of light Like a genderless Jesus Christ
And his androgyny love for the biggest wise whore
Mary Magdalene that is his mother
She will die for you looking at the mirror

Today I'll forget about all that has been
Today I'll forget all that could be
Today you don't exist
Today you don't exist in me

We'll play like ageless fools
We wont bother
Anything

But today you never existed
Today your forever gone
For a second in the world
Your lost
Forgotten in the dust of outter space
Forty thousand light years away
Today I'll forget about all that has been
Today I'll forget all that could be
Today you don't exist
Today you don't exist in the world
Old in outer space forty thousand light years away from here
Forgotten invisible apart from me
Like nothing
Like somebody else I've never truly loved
You're buried in hell like a blank in my melting memory

Black Bird

2011-10-23T11:29:00.009-02:00

You love me than you throw me aside
My mind play tricks on me
I try to figure what god is tryng to tell me
Should I insit on you
Do you love me true
Theres a hurricane in my heart
Things gets blured and undifined
I spoke to the man
I see a movig truck
Is it carring my luck
Is it carring my love
Is it telling me to run
Do you tell me the truth
Show me please show me the path
Dont lie to me my nerves are strong
But my heart is a fragile critsal
When the rays fly away they wont turn back
I see the birds they talk to me
Is it the right time
Is it the right way
Am I doing it right
Your secret is mine

Are You Ready?

2011-10-03T11:40:00.002-03:00

I don’t want the shadow of your love
Waiting for you is getting bored enough
I don’t like things half way, you must know
My heart sings with light and goes to sleep at night
As the sun shines my soul looks for love
If you don’t have the courage then let me go
If you love me you must shout it
I’d rather die than fade away
Nobody wastes my time
I've got important things to do
More important than you
Good bye

"The Eye is a Lonely Hunter"

2011-08-31T17:51:00.000-03:00

Canto I Ascenção para o Céu — Transumanização — A ordem do Universo

2011-08-18T00:49:00.003-03:00

A glória Daquele que tudo move penetra por todo o Universo, que a reflete mais em algumas partes, e menos em outras. Eu estive no Céu onde a Sua luz é mais intensa, e vi coisas que homem algum, de lá retornado, seria capaz de relatar. Pois quando nossa mente se perde nas profundezas do nosso desejo, a memória não tem poder para segui-la. Mas, tudo que, do Reino Santo, consegui guardar na minha mente, será agora matéria do meu canto.

Ó bondoso Apolo, para esta tarefa derradeira, fazei de mim um vaso digno de receber vossa inspiração. Até agora, tenho dirigido minhas preces a somente um dos picos do Parnaso, mas agora eu preciso de ambos. Entrai em meu peito, divina Virtude, e me emprestai um sopro do vosso poder para que pelo menos as sombras do Reino Sagrado, gravadas em minha mente, eu possa manifestar. De uma pequena faísca pode surgir uma grande chama: talvez alguém, depois de mim, com melhor voz, poderá, enfim, receber vossa resposta.

A luz do mundo surge aos mortais das mais variadas fontes, mas do ponto onde unem-se quatro círculos e três cruzes, nasce o Sol no seu melhor curso, na sua melhor constelação, iluminando a cera do mundo com sua melhor influência. Quando cheguei àquela foz o dia amanhecia e aqui, de onde escrevo, era tarde. Agora, o Sol brilhava com sua melhor luz naquele hemisfério, enquanto neste já era noite.

Com o olhar fixo, Beatriz encarava o Sol sem piscar, como águia alguma jamais teria feito. Como um raio, seu olhar se infundiu em minha mente que se deixou inundar com o reflexo da sua luz e fez com que eu também fitasse o Sol por mais tempo que eu seria capaz. Naquele lugar sagrado, muito mais coisas são permitidas aos sentidos humanos que aqui na Terra. Não pude olhar muito, mas o suficiente para ver a esfera do Sol contornada por faíscas, como fogo escapando de ferro derretido. Subitamente, pareceu-me que um dia iluminava o dia seguinte, como se Deus tivesse decorado o céu com outro Sol.

Livre da luz que preenchia as alturas, virei o olhar para Beatriz, que permanecia fitando o Sol. E então senti uma coisa que eu seria incapaz de descrever. Algo similar, talvez, à transformação sofrida por Glauco, ao provar a erva que o transformou em um deus. “Transumanizar,” é a melhor palavra que posso oferecer, para algo que não se pode explicar com palavras. Se era apenas a minha alma, separada do corpo, que subia, só aquele Amor que governa o Céu poderia dizer.

Enquanto ouvia as afinadas harmonias, emanadas das esferas celestes que giravam sem parar, vi toda a extensão do Céu acender-se com as chamas do Sol. Impressionado com tal visão, fiquei ansioso por conhecer a causa. Ela, sempre atenta, me respondeu antes que eu pensasse na pergunta:

— Estás tão distraído com tua falsa imaginação que não percebestes que não estás mais com os pés sobre a Terra. Podes não ter percebido, mas, um raio nunca desceu à Terra tão rápido quanto tu, agora, sobes à tua casa.

Sua explicação saciou minha curiosidade, mas não deixou de fazer brotar na minha mente novas dúvidas. Eu disse.

— Estou contente por compreender esse fenômeno que me causa grande admiração, mas, ainda me admira que eu possa ascender através desses corpos mais leves.

Ela suspirou. Depois sorriu e me olhou como uma mãe que observa seu filho num momento de devaneio, e explicou:

— Todas as coisas estão submetidas a uma ordem, visível através de sua forma. Esta ordem revela a semelhança entre o Universo e Deus. Assim as criaturas mais elevadas refletem as formas dos valores eternos, que é o fim para o qual foram criadas. E, nessa ordem, todas as coisas, no final, voltam sempre às suas origens. É isto que faz o fogo ascender à Lua. É o que move os corações humanos. É o que une as partes e faz a Terra ser uma só. Isto explica porque estamos retornando à mais alta esfera, que é a nossa casa. É verdade que, às vezes, a forma não se molda a real intenção da arte, quando ao ser chamada, a matéria é surda. Por isto, a criatura de Deus, embora destinada a voltar para sua origem, por ter o poder, pode escolher outro destino. Assim como o fogo pode ser visto caindo da nuvem, também o impulso soberano do homem pode voltar à Terra por falso prazer. Não deves te admirar, portanto, de estares subindo, mais que te admirarias ao ver a água fluir, do alto da montanha até a planície. Estranho seria se tu, livre, tivesses permanecido lá embaixo. Seria tão inacreditável quanto ver uma chama, na Terra, permanecer imóvel.

Depois ela se calou, e voltou a olhar para o Céu.

História do Espaço / The Story of Space

2011-07-27T22:59:00.032-03:00

Quando você disse que você ia me fazer perguntas esquisitas e eu fiquei pensando nas respostas profundas, nos diálogos, como você reagiria nessas situações, e seu rosto. Eu tive a presença tua, nas histórias passadas, em atuações de chegada e transições. Seu rosto brilha intocável.
Voltar nas cenas não é fácil. As evidências se anulam. Pensar em você me afasta do tempo em queda livre. A gente voa junto. Procuro-te em sonhos, tento achar saídas para dizer o quanto te amo. Me afasto assustada, menina e lobo selvagem. Uma incapacidade absurda, uma história divertida, você vai gostar.
Eu não sei de muitas coisas, para que. É diferente pensar como sou em corpo alheio. Ele me faz muitas perguntas de como acho que sou, se tenho auto consciencia. Eu nunca respondi não sei quem sou. Quero muito, mais. Outros desejos me assombram. Das manifestações mutantes, que faíscam e são lunares. A gente se conhece de longe e tão rápido, ha décadas. Acho que fui sua mãe, voce meu amante, em vidas distintas. Te fiz sofrer a maior glória, a de quando nos reencontrarmos. Ainda assim tenho medo do tempo. Tenho preguiça do medo e medo maior da dúvida.
Aquele menino vivia num filme dentro de sua cabeça e para mim. Não saber nada sobre algo e conviver intensamente. A vida saturniana e real, a gente também falava em pensamentos. Ele ia somando qualidades dela e tudo virava um só infinito entre os dois, de vez em quando. Ele sabe que escondo coisas, eu o disse, pelo menos sabe.
Tudo que me faz lembrar de ti. Além é uma palavra. Não era mais de entender, meus olhos já sentiam o cheiro do mar e brilhavam no rosa do céu. Eu via além. Era você. E a gente tem medo. Sempre achei incomodo falar de você. Cortar as coisas no meio e recombina-las.
Comecei a entender oque você dizia, a experiência mística. E ainda não acho confortável assinar meu nome. Não queria mudar tanto de assunto, misturo as coisas, a gente se escapa. As vezes quero que entenda, as vezes não. A gente sabe de algo que pode mudar a sua vida, a trilha sonora do seu filme. Você me acompanha. O tamanho do seu amor me mata. Preciso de seu veneno como um vício ébri----o, como te receber... drogas compravéis nao me satisfassem mais manifeste-se logo. Imagino que saiba o quanto. Me apareça eterno e de verdade. Chamado a Deus, me ajude. Hei de ser a rainha das questões difíceis. Agradeço a intensidade e gozo, mas peço-lhe ajuda. Diga que me ama com todas as letras e me sequestre para uma ilha deserta de água do mar turquesa e cristalina. Das sombras de vento fresco, aroma de limão siciliano, altas montanhas húmidas de águas de côco, me sufoque de amor feliz e superlativo.
Hoje você não saiu de casa, e aguardo enfadada. Não se engane com os hologramas do diabo, não há mais escapatória. Será que sabes que hei de partir em breve. Será que se importa. O que anda a pensar, ser que não conheço. O quanto me amas, o quanto se arrasatas e me respira. Te respiro fatalmente como éter. Minha ventura é a dose de seus beijos.

When you said you'd ask me weird questions and I was thinking about the profound answers, the dialogues, how would you react in those situations, and your face. I had your presence in the past histories, the acts of arrival and transitions. Your face shines untouched.
To be back in the scenes is not that easy. Evidence vanish. Thinking of you keeps me in free fall time. We fly together. I'd be looking for you in dreams, try to find solutions to say how much I love you. I shy away, the girl and the wild wolf. An absurd inability, a fun story, I think you'd like.
I do not know many things, why so. It is different in body as I am thinking of others. It makes me think of how many questions I am, if I'm self conscience. I never said I do not know who I am. I do want much, more. Other desires haunt me. Manifestations of the mutants, which are lunar and sparkle. We are known far and so fast for decades. I think I was your mother, you my lover in different lives. I made you suffer the greatest glory, when we meet again. Still afraid of the time. I'm lazy and fear of fear greater the doubt.
That boy lived in a movie inside your head and me. Not knowing anything about something and live intensely. The Saturnian and real life, we also talked about thoughts. He was adding her qualities and everything turned one between two infinites, from time to time. He knows things that I hide, I told you at least know.
Everything reminds me of you. In addition it is a word. There was more to understand, my eyes have felt the smell of the sea rose and shone in the sky. I saw beyond. It was you. And we are afraid. I always felt uncomfortable talking about you. Cut things in half and recombine them.
I began to understand WHAT you say, the mystical experience. And do not think comfortable signing my name. I did not want to change both the subject, mix things, we escape. I understand that sometimes, sometimes not. We know something that can change your life, the soundtrack of his film. You follow me. The size of his love kills me. I need your poison as a drunken man ---- the addiction, how do you get... purchasable drugs dont satisfy me more to manifest itself soon. I imagine you know how much. I appear eternal and true. Called God, help me. I will be the queen of difficult issues. I appreciate the intensity and enjoyment, but please help. Say you love me with all the letters and kidnap me to a desert island water crystal clear turquoise sea. From the shades of fresh wind scent of lemon, high mountains moist coconut water, smother me with love and happy superlatives.
Today you did not leave the house, and look bored. Do not be fooled by holograms of the devil, there's no escape. Did you know that I will soon leave. Do not care. What way thinking goes, unless you do not know. How much do you love me, how much you and I breathe. Inevitably as you breathe ether. My happiness is the dose of your kisses.
I try to find pictures of myself that I like and i feel a sense of desperation of you. Wanna care so much, but i dont know how, show me what I should do, Im almost choking, I cry. You stole me, tied me in red wool you, it's time to go I don't wanna miss you. Someone explain me why did it have to be like this I'm so completely blind and whole, I could never forget you. I don't know who you are. You are that part of me, dont ask any questions. D

POK II with Eitan Yardeni class 9

2011-07-19T01:05:00.000-03:00

WINDOWS IN TIME
If a person is a great driver but doesn’t know if it’s green light or red light, if his not aware of the environment, then he is actually not a great driver. There are windows of opportunity that lift my destiny to another realm.
Astrology= certain influences in our life. We need to take advantage of them. The Zodiac have body and soul, good and bad influences. We need to overcome the bad.
Energy of the day: Physical reality is a manifestation of the metaphysical. Different energies according to the time.
Dawn to noon = morning – Energy of beginning. Sharing, right column. If I’m lazy at the beginning of the day it affects the whole day. Inject energy of empowerment and initiation. Best time for scanning the Zohar is in the morning.
When a person goes to sleep the soul leaves the body, only impurity stays. Around the hands there is impurity, that’s why cabbalist wash their hands (1% fragmented part of the body) first thing when they wake up. We wash our hands proactively with a vessel. Meditation in the morning is to build our conciousness. Intention to add value in the beginning of the day
Afternoon – midday until stars come out – more negative part of the day. We need to stay away from our negativity.
Night – stars to midnight – desire to receive
Midnight to dawn – every cabbalist will learn and meditate for assistance for the sake of sharing. We need to take control = inject consciousness at the right time.
WEEK – 7 days (7 levels of consciousness)
Sunday – positive time to start new things. Energy of giving.
Monday- not so good to start (left column energy)
Tuesday – (central column) very positive.
Friday – very positive
New moon – very good energy.
The first 15 days of the month are more positive. Tikkun is easier. Moon ascending, energy ascending. One day before the last day of the month is very good.
Shabbat – consciousness of humanity going to embryonic state. I let the light charge me. Stay away of the 1%. Receive additional soul. Just by being around Friday night until Saturday morning. Rejuvenation.
Every full moon is very positive.
Rosh Hashanah – the head of the year. Between R H and Yom Kippur the physical destiny of the year
Pass over, full moon of aries- determines the quality of my life – Joy, happiness. Plant the seed for the year.
Cosmic openings, we all receive infusion of light to brake our negativity.

2011-07-07T01:56:00.000-03:00

"I was now so much bigger that I could not see myself anymore. As big as a landscape in the distance. I was in the distance. More perceptible in my ultimate mountains and in my most remote rivers. How can I say it, if not timidly like this: life is itself myself. Life is itself myself, and I don't understand what I say. And then I adore"

- Clarice

The Thunder, Perfect Mind

2011-06-27T20:37:00.001-03:00

"I was sent forth from the power,
and I have come to those who reflect upon me,
and I have been found among those who seek after me.
Look upon me, you who reflect upon me,
and you hearers, hear me.
You who are waiting for me, take me to yourselves.
And do not banish me from your sight.
And do not make your voice hate me, nor your hearing.
Do not be ignorant of me anywhere or any time. Be on your guard!
Do not be ignorant of me.

For I am the first and the last.
I am the honored one and the scorned one.
I am the whore and the holy one.
I am the wife and the virgin.
I am the mother and the daughter.
I am the members of my mother.
I am the barren one
and many are her sons.
I am she whose wedding is great,
and I have not taken a husband.
I am the midwife and she who does not bear.
I am the solace of my labor pains.
I am the bride and the bridegroom,
and it is my husband who begot me.
I am the mother of my father
and the sister of my husband
and he is my offspring.
I am the slave of him who prepared me.
I am the ruler of my offspring.
But he is the one who begot me before the time on a birthday.
And he is my offspring in (due) time,
and my power is from him.
I am the staff of his power in his youth,
and he is the rod of my old age.
And whatever he wills happens to me.
I am the silence that is incomprehensible
and the idea whose remembrance is frequent.
I am the voice whose sound is manifold
and the word whose appearance is multiple.
I am the utterance of my name.

Why, you who hate me, do you love me,
and hate those who love me?
You who deny me, confess me,
and you who confess me, deny me.
You who tell the truth about me, lie about me,
and you who have lied about me, tell the truth about me.
You who know me, be ignorant of me,
and those who have not known me, let them know me.

For I am knowledge and ignorance.
I am shame and boldness.
I am shameless; I am ashamed.
I am strength and I am fear.
I am war and peace.
Give heed to me.
I am the one who is disgraced and the great one.

Give heed to my poverty and my wealth.
Do not be arrogant to me when I am cast out upon the earth,
and you will find me in those that are to come.
And do not look upon me on the dung-heap
nor go and leave me cast out,
and you will find me in the kingdoms.
And do not look upon me when I am cast out among those who
are disgraced and in the least places,
nor laugh at me.
And do not cast me out among those who are slain in violence.
But I, I am compassionate and I am cruel.

Be on your guard!
Do not hate my obedience
and do not love my self-control.
In my weakness, do not forsake me,
and do not be afraid of my power.
For why do you despise my fear
and curse my pride?
But I am she who exists in all fears
and strength in trembling.
I am she who is weak,
and I am well in a pleasant place.
I am senseless and I am wise.

Why have you hated me in your counsels?
For I shall be silent among those who are silent,
and I shall appear and speak,
Why then have you hated me, you Greeks?
Because I am a barbarian among the barbarians?
For I am the wisdom of the Greeks
and the knowledge of the barbarians.
I am the judgement of the Greeks and of the barbarians.
I am the one whose image is great in Egypt
and the one who has no image among the barbarians.
I am the one who has been hated everywhere
and who has been loved everywhere.
I am the one whom they call Life,
and you have called Death.
I am the one whom they call Law,
and you have called Lawlessness.
I am the one whom you have pursued,
and I am the one whom you have seized.
I am the one whom you have scattered,
and you have gathered me together.
I am the one before whom you have been ashamed,
and you have been shameless to me.
I am she who does not keep festival,
and I am she whose festivals are many.
I, I am godless,
and I am the one whose God is great.
I am the one whom you have reflected upon,
and you have scorned me.
I am unlearned,
and they learn from me.
I am the one that you have despised,
and you reflect upon me.
I am the one whom you have hidden from,
and you appear to me.
But whenever you hide yourselves,
I myself will appear.
For whenever you appear,
I myself will hide from you.
Those who have [...] to it [...] senselessly [...].

Take me [... understanding] from grief.
and take me to yourselves from understanding and grief.
And take me to yourselves from places that are ugly and in ruin,
and rob from those which are good even though in ugliness.
Out of shame, take me to yourselves shamelessly;
and out of shamelessness and shame,
upbraid my members in yourselves.
And come forward to me, you who know me
and you who know my members,
and establish the great ones among the small first creatures.
Come forward to childhood,
and do not despise it because it is small and it is little.
And do not turn away greatnesses in some parts from the smallnesses,
for the smallnesses are known from the greatnesses.

Why do you curse me and honor me?
You have wounded and you have had mercy.
Do not separate me from the first ones whom you have known.
And do not cast anyone out nor turn anyone away
[...] turn you away and [... know] him not.
[...].
What is mine [...].
I know the first ones and those after them know me.

But I am the mind of [...] and the rest of [...].
I am the knowledge of my inquiry,
and the finding of those who seek after me,
and the command of those who ask of me,
and the power of the powers in my knowledge
of the angels, who have been sent at my word,
and of gods in their seasons by my counsel,
and of spirits of every man who exists with me,
and of women who dwell within me.
I am the one who is honored, and who is praised,
and who is despised scornfully.
I am peace,
and war has come because of me.
And I am an alien and a citizen.
I am the substance and the one who has no substance.

Those who are without association with me are ignorant of me,
and those who are in my substance are the ones who know me.
Those who are close to me have been ignorant of me,
and those who are far away from me are the ones who have known me.
On the day when I am close to you, you are far away from me,
and on the day when I am far away from you, I am close to you.

[I am ...] within.
[I am ...] of the natures.
I am [...] of the creation of the spirits.
[...] request of the souls.
I am control and the uncontrollable.
I am the union and the dissolution.
I am the abiding and I am the dissolution.
I am the one below,
and they come up to me.
I am the judgment and the acquittal.
I, I am sinless,
and the root of sin derives from me.
I am lust in (outward) appearance,
and interior self-control exists within me.
I am the hearing which is attainable to everyone
and the speech which cannot be grasped.
I am a mute who does not speak,
and great is my multitude of words.

Hear me in gentleness, and learn of me in roughness.
I am she who cries out,
and I am cast forth upon the face of the earth.
I prepare the bread and my mind within.
I am the knowledge of my name.
I am the one who cries out,
and I listen.
I appear and [...] walk in [...] seal of my [...].
I am [...] the defense [...].
I am the one who is called Truth
and iniquity [...].

You honor me [...] and you whisper against me.
You who are vanquished, judge them (who vanquish you)
before they give judgment against you,
because the judge and partiality exist in you.
If you are condemned by this one, who will acquit you?
Or, if you are acquitted by him, who will be able to detain you?
For what is inside of you is what is outside of you,
and the one who fashions you on the outside
is the one who shaped the inside of you.
And what you see outside of you, you see inside of you;
it is visible and it is your garment.

Hear me, you hearers
and learn of my words, you who know me.
I am the hearing that is attainable to everything;
I am the speech that cannot be grasped.
I am the name of the sound
and the sound of the name.
I am the sign of the letter
and the designation of the division.
And I [...].
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[...] light [...].
[...] hearers [...] to you
[...] the great power.
And [...] will not move the name.
[...] to the one who created me.
And I will speak his name.

Look then at his words
and all the writings which have been completed.
Give heed then, you hearers
and you also, the angels and those who have been sent,
and you spirits who have arisen from the dead.
For I am the one who alone exists,
and I have no one who will judge me.

For many are the pleasant forms which exist in numerous sins,
and incontinencies,
and disgraceful passions,
and fleeting pleasures,
which (men) embrace until they become sober
and go up to their resting place.
And they will find me there,
and they will live,
and they will not die again."

Selection made from James M. Robinson, ed., The Nag Hammadi Library, revised edition. HarperCollins, San Francisco, 1990.

About Time

2011-06-27T03:03:00.003-03:00

I'll make you believe in it
I'll brake your patterns
I'm gonna confuse you
You dont wanna compete with me
I'm the force of water
I'll drown you with tears
I'll spin your world
I'll make you lose your reference
I'm not like the others
I'm a creation of you
You asked for it
You didn't expect me
But now you better handle me

It's about time
We create something new

Show me your love
Persuade me and follow me around

And I'll make you confused
It's so good you won't believe it
You dont wanna go to war with me

I know you're heart from inside out
I now where you got it wrong
All this time
I know you better than them
Now I can deconstruct you
And we'll build a new

THE POWER OF PRAYER – Asking for Help.

2011-06-22T01:37:00.003-03:00

POK II with Eitan Yardeni class VI

THE POWER OF PRAYER – Asking for Help.

Kabbalah has tools and technology to connect with the light. The light is always there.
Three column system like the bulb -> Positive pole= giving / Filament = restriction of the ego, reactive behavior / Negative pole = desire
Without the left column I can’t draw the light. We need to ask for it. I need a vessel, a container to draw the light = Will, Desire.
We need to apply restriction with our desire. To have the desire to overcome Satan I need help. Somehow I don’t have the strength despite the fact I wanna do it. For the blessings to be continuously the price is more restriction and it has to be for the sake of sharing. Without the light I can’t do it.
For non of us things are easy in every area of our lives, I’m not smart enough to do everything. Without the light I cant do it. 99% of the blessings that happen to us is the light. Ego is a small vessel. The idea of spiritual connection is building the desire for the light to assist me in any area of my life. I NEED HELP.
Worry= looking for solutions in my own brain. We need to open our heart beyond logic. Where do I need help?
The confidence I have with the light give me endless potential. When we are down we are too focused with one think that we forget to ask for help.
I need technology to make a connection. If I wanna call a friend that lives in Australia it’s not enough to have the desire, I need the technology, the telephone.
The light is infinite but in order to connect to it it has to be reduced to a level that I can handle it. Ancient kabbalist gave us wires to connect. The Hebrew letters are the bridge between the physical and the metaphysical. Hebrew= to transmit.
Babel Tower= negative control power. 2 secrets 1- unity 2- Hebrew letters. How to communicate with negative forces. Technology to access the 99% realm.
Why can’t a woman that dyes her hair stay blond forever? Because it’s not at in her DNA.
Metaphysical DNA = how big is my ego, how big is my desire, etc. Each one has a different process, a different belief system, a different spiritual DNA.
How can I change the DNA in the seed level?
Little changes in the DNA makes all the difference. Like the computer that works only with 0 and 1, each combination leads to a different path, the messages are infinite. Different sequences create different realities. When you combine the Hebrew letters you get infinite blessings. It’s about the energy of the letters. The eyes are the window of the soul, we just don’t see, we absorb the energy. One of the strongest tools to let the light in is using specific combination of letters.
The Zohar = Book of Splendor it’s about interpreting the 5 books of Moses, decoding the stories of the Torah. Connecting with the 8th level, Binah. Connecting with my perfect state. The light manifest itself in a way or another.

2011-06-16T10:58:00.002-03:00

i got shocked, i confided to it, i entered a world of fantasies,
my mind opened inside a dream, and i've cried
i got scared, i got petrified, i got so excited i couldnt stop dancing, i feel so high i might never sleep again you are the strongest drug ive ever taken i dont know how to live with it so i've surrendered to the hands of god
i got used to it for one second then i got in drowned in awe by this powerful force of your existence that is my whole heart
because my love for you is bigger than anything that ever existed in this world
its so new that i dont know if i can learn how to live by it, im about to explode in glory
i connect to the thought of creation and i saw it all
i know you are inside of me

2011-06-09T23:44:00.012-03:00

She dreams about an old Venetian mansion like me. I told her about my grandfather that went to war for Italy, I told her he was close to Mussolini and fought his heart out for a better life to his people. I told her he was a general a prisoner and a lawyer. She listened closely because she loves Italy, specifically Venice, like me. She told me her grandfather was a famous magician. I knew I've met her before. I read her book and I smile. She dissected me, sucked all my blood and left me dry and cold. We did witchcraft together. We kissed and died in fire. Then she can't stand being close to me, she runs away from me like a sneaky little fish. I think she's afraid of falling in love with me. She thinks I don't notice but I do. I felt it shining in her eyes when she looked at me. Then with a shy smile she looked down. She plays with the kids so lovingly and free, I can't play with the kids like that. I treat kids like adults because I'm more childish than them, I'm just a baby lioness but she likes me because I'm cold. She thinks I don't cry. She loves astrology and numbers like me. We don't speak the same language but she is a virgin like me.

Amor Netuniano

2011-06-05T04:04:00.003-03:00

"O amor tem sido sempre para mim o maoir dos assuntos, ou antes, o único."
- Stendhal

Impossível
2) Causas Românticas - a necessidade de viver uma história em que os elos misteriosos sãoa trama envolvente. Herói e heroína marcam um encontro secreto, de preferência num labirinto, e vão disfarçados. Um não sabe bem quem é o outro ou como ele surgirá. Nesses casos, as pessoas gostam de aparecer em cada encontro, exibindo uma nova faceta de suas personalidades criativas; as surpresas sucessivas ajudam a manter o clima tenso. A difícil identificação e descoberta do outro é um elemnto muito excitante: cada dia uma nova máscara a desvelar, uma fantasia a identificar.

3) Exercício Criativo - o tempo dedicado à organização de esquemas extraordinários é gasto com enorme satifasção; a invenção de mil subterfúgios espertos e alguns efeitos especiais fazem parte do roteiro romântico e do exercício criatico do amor impossível. Frases imcompletas, gestos inacabados, olhares suspensos, muito bem ensaiados ao gosto de NEtuno - são exercícios de charme e sedução que vão enriquecer esse exercício amoroso

4)Separações Sucessivas - o prazer e a dor das separacões snao necessárias para os indivíduos que precisam destas interrupções contínuas para camuflar as situações limítrofes entre o êxtase atormentado da presença e a triteza da perda representada pela partida iminente. A certeza incerta da renovação da história é alimentada pela futura e hipotética alegria de uma volt, sempre duvidosa. A vivência constante do drama das separações encarrega-se de manter o amor num inalterável clima de incertezas, elevadas temperaturas e intensidade romântica invulgar.

6) O Tempo - tem duração discontínua e estranha. Saturno é vivido em sua carga máxima de alienação; o tempo de vivência e convivência dispara acelerado, escoa em segundos imperceptíveis; a partida é sofrida desde a chegada e lamentada com veemência. O relógio torna-se inimigo mortal - além do valor histórico, tem apenas a serventia de marcar o próximo encontro e ser conveniente com os momentos de espera.

7) Espaço - é adornado pela imaginação, qualquer que seja a locação da cena são experimentadas impressões paradisíacas. O local pouco importa, a paisagem e internalizada e ampliada pela beleza que mora dentro dessa alma tranportada pelo amor impossível. Quem ouvir desses seres amantes a descrição dos ambientes incomuns em sua "viagens" ficará pasmo ao verificar "in loco" a capacidade transfromista que esses estados febris ocasionam.

Possível
1) Simplicidade - Um pré-requisito e um prefácio do amor, é característica das pessoas mais descomplicadas, as que conseguem valorizar as coisas boas da vida que, muitas vezes, estão contidas na simplicidade do dia-a-dia. São os que conseguem ver a beleza de pôr-do-sol, a magnitude de uma bela manhã, o sabor divino de um pão... O grande prazer do simples é privilégio das naturezas mais sensíveis e mais sábias.

- do livro 'A Astrologia e as Dimensões do Ser'

2011-05-29T23:35:00.000-03:00

"vou ficar bêbada de querosene, vou raspar os cabelos até perder a cabeçaaaaaaaaaaa"

We Are a Miracle

2011-05-26T01:26:00.005-03:00

our love is gonna save the world
i love you more than this world can handle
our love is bigger than this world
is like the big bang
the explosion of love
is gonna bring the salvation
the salvation of love
we are a miracle
i've been looking for you for thousand life times
now that I've found you the love is too strong
it's gonna explode the world
like the big bang
explosion of love
explode in me the salvation of love
our love is gonna bring the redemption
overflow of love at every hour in every corner
we'll only find love
our love is gonna save the world
we are a miracle

2011-05-04T00:44:00.014-03:00

I still want you breathing
but barely alive
come wake me up
kiss my blood
speak with my dead heart
your dark love eats raw heart

dress like death
and dance with me
the dance of eternal despair

my body lies to me
the snake hides awake
save my soul in a black box

we cannot make a mistake now
watching our every move
it bites perfect in time

kill me by surprise
straight and white
you could be so simple
and so fucking beautiful
death order on my name
we know you owe me something
because and Im already on you
you created me
and I created you
like the same

of two things that dont exist
and are everywhere and is a splendor
crash my mirror with black lines
Your black love
Your death love
It's raw It's simple and it's mine
saw you first
Ive predicted you
Ive invented you
You've invented me

Come back to me
Kill me again
dry and cold and slowly
God forbid

Purification

2011-05-03T01:19:00.008-03:00

2011-05-02T00:27:00.003-03:00

2011-04-30T00:54:00.009-03:00

You're here by side
we're watching the years go by
my mind play tricks on me
my skin feels alive
Preparation time
before the miracle
we need the end of the century
we will make it rain vigorously

There is something in the way you look at me
The light of your eyes shine on mine
I see you clearly
my sanity runs stray
I get drunken of you
Immersed in hot water
Immense blue see
drowning in love in the bottom of your eyes
I feel your heart inside of me

I lick my fingers
I get hungry

I want you
I could die in sweetness if I had you
Im waiting

Im waiting for you

How will it be if it goes on
Things I cant explain
My whole life in the face of my hand
I wouldnt have done it so cruel
You wont believe I'd go that far
You broke into the deepest lock of my heart
My control ran away
my sanity runs stray
Im drunken of you
Immersed in hot water
Immense blue see
drowning deep in your eyes
I feel your heart inside of me

I lick my fingers
I get hungry

I want you
I could die in sweetness if I had you
Im waiting

I'm waiting for you

2011-04-19T23:11:00.005-03:00

sexta feira a noite e nada para fazer, antes de chegar em casa eu pensava em pintar um quadro, comi dois kit kats king size no caminho e quando cheguei ja mudei de idéia. Por que será que eu mudo de idéia tão rápido. Por que meu mundo fica tão excitante e tão sem graça de um segundo para o outro? Eu não sou bipolar, dia desses estava assitindo uma entrevista com o Lobao no youtube, minha televisão, e escutei ele dizendo que era transpolar, eu procurei na internet o significado disso mas não achei, de qualquer modo acho que sou tranpolar também, me indentifiquei com essa palavra, aliás eu amo palavras, nomes e sonoridades, aíi é tanto para falar, mas vamos com calma! Eu amo o Lobão! Nessa mesma entrevista ele disse que gostava de astrologia, que sabia o mapa dele inteiro aí comprovei que gosto dele mesmo. Mesmo antes de saber de seu interesse pelo horóscopo eu ja gostava das opiniões dele, acho ele tão autentico e concordo com suas contestaçoes 90% das vezes. Adoro porcentagens tambem! Sou péssima com o tempo mas sou boa de porcentegens! Tempo cronológico e tempo temperatura, sou igualmente incapaz de assimilar os dois. Eu não sei oq eu fiz ontem, eu não sei como foi minha semana, acho que meu aniversário está chegando mas nem sei que dia da semana que cai. Feriados, férias, final de semana passado, não sei pontuar acontecimentos no tempo. Queria mudar a risca do meu cabelo... queria cortar o meu cabelo fazer uns penetedos diferentes, cade a Bel minha amiga que me embeleza como ninguem? Bel, vem pra ca fazer penteados em mim?
Meninas de cabelo liso, repiquem, cortem em camadas, façam tranças de princesa, moicanos, pintem, discolorem seus cabelos!!
Gostaria, a partir de então, de começar a mudar meus hábitos, minhas respostas automáticas, trazer para a consciencia o fato de que traumas são traumas, mas oq são traumas? não são nada reais, são lembranças. Irei, a partir de agora, esquecer as minhas lembranças, oq são lembranças, e se eu fingir que elas não existem, oq irá acontecer? Alguem já tentou? É super possível, existe alguma coisa impossível nesse mundo? Todos os pensamentos e idéias pertencem ao universo, tudo já foi inventado, oq falta para ser basta ser pensado Acho que o pensamento é infinito. O amor é infinito, o amor é minha droga, ainda bem que é infinito. Dia desses, ano passado (dislexia cronologica) uma amiga minha disse que tinha ouvido falar que na minha faculdade tinha uma menina que "achava" ser a Clarice Lispector. Ela me contou rindo com ar de deboche, que eu fiquei pensando que essa menina podia ser eu... talvez ela tava falando de mim e nem sabia...ve
A chuva não quer deixar-te ir embora. Quando o amor ha tempos partido vem surgindo caminhando na trilha do horizonte, a chuva refresca meu coração acalantado. Guloso de todo amor fatal, romantico e desesperado. O repouso na totalidade da luz. Minha mae me disse algumas vezes que era estranha, eu acho que me senti ofendida, será por causa disso que eu sou estranha? Será um trauma? Eu tenho um estilo meio soturno e misterioso de ser discreta em meus movimentos. Super vigilancia e auto sabotagem, as vezes acho que são parceiros de crime. Mas eu queria compartilhar todas mas acho que isso ´´ impossivel e sou perfeccionista e integra em minha missao de ser verdadeira por isso digo, quase todas, idéias bizarras que eu tenho, eu quero esvaziar minha consciencia de velhos padroes e dar lugar para idéias novas. Vamos lá.
Hoje, deitada na cama senti meus lábios formigarem, achei que tava com alergia mas achei que era só paranoia da maconha mas nao saia, Parecia um canal de energia circulando nos meus labios, que subiram pelo nariz para o terceiro olho e ali o fluxo girava, abria a percepcao. a respiracao profunda e silenciosa, a energia flui no rosto, a testa se abre. Posso ser confecional, posso ser recital? Eu amo os recitais de Maria Betania. Eu amo as musicas faladas do Caetano e da Betania - palavras belas em voz bonita seria meu afrodisíaco se não fosse também cobra venenosa. Eu fico bebada de amor. O amor me deixa idiota. A porta de tudo, o propósito da criação. Minha face é feita de julgamento e misericórdia, leite e amoras selvagens cada vez mais perto do espelho. Hoje eu tenho o poder do vento, e o do frio. reuni tres grande amores ao meu redor na cidade sem fim. de uma confissao dois fatos sao escondidos por isso nao falo mais disso.
penso em quanta energia tres almas que queimam tres almas elevadas em circulo ao meu redor eu decicdi vir morar aqui pois as formas tem mais substancia, a estrura é mais concreta as sequencias fazem mais sentido, elas funcionam mais exatas.Eu tenho fetiche com cabelo. Acho cabelo muito surreal, anuniciacão da tão aguardada imortalidade, merece uma devoção criativa.
meu homem nao pertencia a uma terra se quer. Ele conquistava-as com a bravura de rei e a desenvontura de forasteiro corajoso e inteligente com pessoas ele queria desorbir nvos mundos. Ele queria ter o melhor, o que nunca tinh asido seu. Fama, sexo e as drogas. Ele fazia o dinheiro. Vida performance, o artista é his own body his own work - a body of work, a body of art. Escrever em inglês é bom para omitir o gênero das pessoas. No labels for this post. O nonsense é a super tendência. Mas tem cada coisa louca no mundo e tantas outras ainda para serem descobertas que me deixa tranquila, eu posso viver a vida que ela se auto cria. Quero falar de experiencias reais, nao quero mais falar de coisas mistcas e dificeis de entender. Eu passeia vid toda querendo entender o mais dificil pq achava mais emocionante ter acesso a um conhecimento exclusivo. Eu tive que absorver essa idéia até o fim para realizar que a inteligencia e a dificuldade não são dependentes. A inteligêmcia academica é uma ilusão. Aliás, tud é uma ilusão. O violino é o instrumento que soa mais próximo da voz humana, a face revelada de deus mas o piano me soa como a liberdade esparramada no fundo da musica com uma pontualidade sintética que me situa no universo com um prazer amplo e feliz, o prazer da musica e o prazer do sexo são parecidos. A vida fica tão mais divertida quando você não tem nada a perder... oq voce faria de diferente se soubesse que nao teria outra chance? Os jovens poetas me comovem. As coisas não precisam ser muito difíceis para serem boas, elas tem que ser inteligentemente difíceis, a matemática divina que encaixa as peças do quebra cabeça da vida. Vá entender... Deus é muito inteligente... eu teho inveja da super inteligência de Deus... as vezes eu peço pra ele me mostrar o caminho mas ele é esperto demais pra me responder, eu fico com inveja. O jeito é ser cada vez parecida com ele. Este é o meu caminho. Eu poderia entregar todo meu amor a ti, mas sei que seria efêmero, a gente podia ir fundo em tudo e criar, possuir, lucrar. Ele tem dois corpos é dois ohomens diferentes que são a mesma pessoa, você conhece alguém assim?
muitas coisas em mim me irritam muito. Algumas delas eu percebo e tenho certo prazer em ve-las, eu deixo elas lá para quebrar minha tendencia de destruicao e nao perder a oportunidade de reve-las caso precise.
Uma imagem pode destoar todo efeito de um texto.
Note: This payment is different than the Medicare prescription drug "donut hole" rebate. Ah...
Começa-se a se perceber americana quando reclama-se da bizarice que é do the taxes aqui nos e.u.a. Eu e assuntos burocráticos somos de planetas distintos. Do the taxes you really do it on the internet, basicamente um recaptulamento de todas as merdas que voce fez durante o ano X ainda nao entendi pq cita-se o ano passado e o ano retrasado em várias perguntas, esse quastionário é uma afronta a minha dislexia cronologica e ainda consegue ir muito alem no quesito perplexidade obtusa e prolixidade estilo "O Processo" do Kafka. As vezes eu acho que eles estão tirando com a minha cara e eu respondo qualquer coisa pois sou persuadida que aquela pergunta só estava no script por que o diretor do filme é muito bom e ele sabe que Deus faz coisas sem sentido... If you believe that your tax return information has been disclosed or used improperly in a manner unauthorized by law or without your permission, you may contact the Treasury Inspector General for Tax Administration, nossa, brigada mesmo! ;)
Esse filme ta muito interessante...
quando eu vi voce rodeado de gente eu fiquei com ciumes, queria que você estivesse mais carente e precisasse de mim. Que pesamento egoísta, menina! Eu já achei que era uma garota muito má, eu tinha muito medo do meu lado ruim. com um bom tempo de pratica comecada com a coragem de pedir pra ve-los e muitos tapas na cara cheguei a algumas conclusoes e a muito mais perguntas. Quantos erros de julgamento... parece piada
Nao sei tambem até quanta verdade eu posso aguentar mais. A verdade é mesmo bela? Eu acho que sim pois a gente paga para ver isso no cinema.
I feel such an awe for the mini cactus growing from the top of my cactus. Awe é uma palavra de afinidade escrita e sonora com seu significado que não gosto de traduzi-la.

sign

2011-04-11T23:01:00.003-03:00

Magic Land

2011-03-31T23:30:00.011-03:00

'Magic Land' - 2010
photo collage by Diana Motta
All Rights Reserved

Love Captive

2011-03-27T17:32:00.008-03:00

Love captive
So full of love
Internally
Im going to explode

My other half is inside of you
I'll take you by the hand
I'll make everything work out
I'll never leave you
I'll you never leave you alone

I know your heart by design
You belong to me
I've seen this before
I know where you got it wrong
You belong to me
I'm a love captive

Love captive
Trying to let go
So desperately
Burning desire that grows
Inside of me

Please don't take so long
It could only be you and me
The holy book mentioned it
We will make everything alright
You will see
Im so full of you
Im a love prisoner

I can't think about anything else
I ask God to show me
Birds dance in the sky
They write letters above me
They mentioned you and me

I came overseas
The light told me
You belong to me
We are one soul
We are the most beautiful
We will forever be

2011-03-21T15:59:00.001-03:00

"Sou do tamanho do que vejo!" Cada vez que penso esta frase com toda a atenção dos meus nervos, ela me parece mais destinada a reconstruir consteladamente o universo. "Sou do tamanho do que vejo!" Que grande posse mental vai desde o poço das emoções profundas até às altas estrelas que se reflectem nele e, assim, em certo modo, ali estão.
E já agora, consciente de saber ver, olho a vasta metafísica objectiva dos céus todos com uma segurança que me dá vontade de morrer cantando. "Sou do tamanho do que vejo!" E o vago luar, inteiramente meu, começa a estragar de vago o azul meio-negro do horizonte.
Tenho vontade de erguer os braços e gritar coisas de uma selvageria ignorada, de dizer palavras aos mistérios altos, de afirmar uma nova personalidade larga aos grandes espaços da matéria vazia.

2011-03-21T13:30:00.001-03:00

"Tenho fome da extensão do tempo, e quero ser eu sem condições."

2011-03-18T01:22:00.010-03:00

I have this obsessive compulsive behavior I wanna get everything good as much as I possibly can until I stop enjoining it, I want fast, juicy, fresh and intense and now and more, I dont want it to go could or dull, I dont want to wait until that, I'm probably in another. But when I quit smoking I realized when I was waiting for my friend at her apt door, I called her she said she was right around the corner and then I step on the tree fence, I was high, I wanted to greet her a noble reception, I felt like those vigilant guards that look from above with their binoculars searching for fugitives. I felt a little bit like a child. when I was a little girl I loved to jump and hold on things, to walk on narrow fences and challenge myself, as if Ii was in the middle of the rain forest, with the dew green leave falling through the branches as I walk on the dangerous catwalk of my exploratory tree house overcoming random obstacles. But she took much longer than being just around the corner. And I stay there on the top of the fence, very childish, very girly, very self analytical, very serious. Very. Why I think Im always very? Whats the parameter of being very, maybe other people as just like me but I just dont know... bur they dont look like they are, I might know as if im looking to myself from outwards that a have a face, a shine in the eyes that denounces me as being so intensively analyzing me that I would have noticed. Why do I think so much of me as if me was the most important thing in the world, exclusively, by far? Like I could solve all my problems as being all the problems in the world just by knowing myself. I have a feeling that was once said. Other people came, I thought they were my friend and her boyfriend but they weren't. They must be looking at me and thinking, is this girl ok? maybe she's a little crazy, how old is she? She looks too old to be stepping in the fence... And then I realized what I would be doing before I had quit cigarettes, I would be smoking a cigarette, like the proper moment to smoke a cigarette, convenient, alone at night, waiting for a friend or just wandering as usual. But how could I one day forget of this addictive compulsive exacerbated desire to exhale smoke through my throat so pleasurably, anytime of waiting, once so essentially needed? Why no one has ever told me, yes, its ok not to smoke, you really dont need it, I swear. If you had swore to me, saying I know it looks impossible, I thought it was impossible too, but its not, I Swear. I would have believe it, just tell me something is possible. It is what it is no doubt, so simply. Why is everybody doing it pale green and pink? I thought I did that first long time ago, now, make mine metallic purple, thanks.

NOTES

2011-03-16T02:40:00.004-03:00

Its all about consciousness.
There is a system.
The Creator is a sharing force,

How do I know what to choose?
Every move we take in life we want to take energy. When you get angry you get light. Everything we do is to connect to the light.
Give a 100%.
If you pick the wrong person give 100%, you get 100% feedback from the universe.
When you play poker you play with the people not with the cards.
To solve the problem change your mind. Everything in life is neutral.

When is not clear how can you correct it?
There is always someone you can help and someone that can help you.
Ask for help and help somebody else.
What can I do in that scenario to share?
Break your ego, ask for help.

How to know your tikkun?
What pisses you off in other people. Some things get under your skin.
We like when someone else goes down - reactively
To want to be acknowledged = ego, reactive
Spiritual = letting go.
Life is how we react to it.
There is nothing new under the sun.
We recreate ideas that already existed. Everything is already created.
The most successful brokers share deals. They are not afraid of losing it. BECAUSE THE LIGHT IS INFINITE
The secret is to keep the seed level, I’ll do anything to make it happen. Seed level because you believe in what you are doing.
Need for personal acknowledgment diminish our vessel.
The opponent wants you to think in a limited way.
The system works.
You put energy it comes back to you.

we are all responsible for global atrocities. We all need to take responsibility.
Your correction – things you cant let go of judgment. Shift your consciousness from judgment to observation.
Do what you need to do in the 1% and let go of the results because the light can give you new things. If you hold on you limit yourself.
There is no coercion in spirituality. The Creator cannot force you to do anything,
You will never be put in a situation you cannot handle.
When in difficult moments we expand your vessel to go through that situation.
By going through that our soul expands.
Te reason we came to existence in a kabalistic point of view is to expand.
Successful people embraced their tikkun – don’t beat the problem up.
No time, space and motion perfection exists right now.
We cant separate cause and effect. Time just makes it seem it doesn't exist.
.

It's all an illusion.

Music

2011-03-14T15:11:00.032-03:00

vocals: Diana Motta guitar: Winslow the 3rd keyboard: Nahana Schelling drums: Angela Chen

Esse Drama

Hoje o dia amanhaceu escuro
Voce se escondeu em algum lugar do mundo
Na minha cama imensa, cansada
Eu choro sozinha pensando quando você volta

Por que você nao olha pra mim
Por que você não diz que me ama
Não aguento mais esse drama

Não sei por onde você se esconde
Eu vou atrás de você, me diga aonde

guitar: Winslow the 3rd bass: Nahana keyboard: Diana drums: Angela

2011-03-12T03:59:00.001-03:00

"La morte non è nel non poter comunicare ma nel non poter più essere compresi."

P.P.P. - Una disperata vitalitá, 1964 -

2011-03-11T01:16:00.002-03:00

I see your soul like I see myself
Your face is revealed to me I hear your voice
The secret has been broken and now
I wait for the day we will come together
There is always a hope somewhere that lasts forever

Pekudei

2011-03-02T02:25:00.004-03:00

"God made names on earth because they have significance.
'A sun and a shield' are the secret of a whole name.
Namely, thought grace and honor are drawn at ease, and a shield is drawn vigorously by whoever is beset by enemies, and they merge into one principle."

- The Zohar

2011-02-24T03:53:00.005-03:00

i made up my mind
im not coming back
give all my stuff to charity
my heart is beating around the clock

im sorry mother
i know you will miss me
go paint your canvases
go travel to st barths and dont worry about me
you will have a good time

the world is getting smaller
the time is getting shorter
the moment is right now
no way I will wait for another

i made up my mind
nothing can stop me now
call the police call nasa call the ambulance
call whoever you want
im not coming back

one day you will understand
dont jump to conclusions now
if i told you it would ruin my plan
dont worry about me
we will have a good time

maybe you didn't realize ive grown up
but yes i can think on my own
you wont understand my crazy ideas
leave it behind
i love you so much
but i already made up my mind

2011-02-22T18:58:00.005-03:00

I'm walking faster my head is facing the ground
The cars on the streets run so silent
This city is just so boring when you are not around
There's a burning secret inside of me
I need your help to release me from this fear
I've been looking for a treasure on the deep sea
I found your map inside the dirty water
Im following you but sometimes is hard to see
Everything can change in a second if you just trust me
Let it go
I know you are better than this
There's so much more for us be

I Know You Would

2011-02-22T00:20:00.008-03:00

Tell me where you've been hiding
It feels like a thousand years
There are a few things I've been dying to tell you
Why don't you come close to me
If I told I knew the crazy things inside your head
Would you believe me
I'll wait for you eternally and while I wait I just wonder
What is like to walk on the streets by your side
Would you hold my hand like this
I wanna hear about the things you like to read
Would you read them loud for me
There's something missing in my heart
A dark gap that fits you perfectly

L'Estasi di Sta Teresa

2011-02-18T03:57:00.003-02:00

pen on paper
observation drawing

2011-02-15T04:37:00.015-02:00

Peço ao vento que me ajude
Leve para o mais longe horizonte
O tempo que me deste
Suma-te na noite escura do sonho do mundo
Nas voltas e partidas do mar
Repousa no fundo imenso e frio a palavra
Não me falta coraçao que passa o tempo e o vento passa denovo
Há horas queima seco como o sol que grita maior que o céu
Meu desejo assume a certeza da resposta infinita e guardada de Deus
Pois a reconheço em seu olhar quando brilha dentro do meu

2011-02-12T19:34:00.004-02:00

observations on face
graphite on paper

2011-02-10T13:56:00.013-02:00

It wasn't me
Go ask anyone they would tell you
Im a stranger in your life
I don't know why you always look at me
All my life could be a fake dream
But when I see you I forget everything
When the night comes I dont know my name
I wanna know what's your favorite song
I wanna hear you singing it
These moments of guessing
Could we just let go
What will we do?
Confess to me
I'm surrounded by other people but still feel empty
I know all these beautiful people and they mean nothing to me
When I'm around you it feels my whole world is blown away
The desperate eyes of my heart can only see you
Your beauty goes beyond my capacity of describing it
It is a caption of infinity
Every time you smile I wanna die

2011-02-09T04:20:00.008-02:00

I didnt know about anything of this before
I got trapped in the web just like you did
I have a problem with being specific with the things i wanna say
I wonder why I cant be like those people who don't
I can
Why do they even exist?
We are all the same
If you knew the way it makes me feel
The warm whisper in the wind of your voice
I forget about you because I wanna miss you
for when i remember of you i fall and close my eyes
These times that i know you are with me with blinking stars on the sky
So at times I feel so stupid I wanna hide
Were you looking at me at that time?
Sometimes Im afraid I wont be like me
A rainbow in the sky with the sun and the rain when we meet

2011-02-08T04:04:00.006-02:00

The will say we are out of our minds
And we will laugh in accordance it would spin the world fast forward and we would change the course of the planets
But for the time being Just sit down and watch me I'm out for the hunt sit down and watch me play this tricky game let's have some fun so just sit down and watch me play you know I'm the only one that heats your heart I have no fear playing with fire I'll wait for you quietly laying down on the floor and if I miss the time I'll do some more until its late at night and i can touch the light with my hand so i can see you throught the dark. its all part of a bigger plan, we're living in a friday night we'll dance around. your eyes are shocking me. black cat. got this dangerous feeling when you see the mark. Do you like the way I act? Give me a sign. Write me a letter with your eyes and sign your name.

2011-02-08T03:57:00.001-02:00

'Macabea had never had the courage to cherish hopes. Yet, now she listened to Madam Carlotta as if she were listening to a fanfare of trumpets, her heart beating furiously. Madame was right: at long last, Jesus was taking some interest in her. Macabea’s eyes open wide as she felt a sudden hunger for the future (bang) and I, too, am beginning to cherish hopes. . . . At that instant, Macabea came out with a phrase that no one among the onlookers could understand. She said in a clear, distinct voice

—As for the future.'

Time to Hide

2011-01-30T16:00:00.009-02:00

i dont want to wait for you anymore
this game has gone too far my heart is weak
im moving on
if you wanna see me again you better crawl your way back
i dont think you know me well
i dont think you know me at all
baby i have not being playing safe so far
i need to protect my soul from this war

i've tried my best to put myself in disposition
baby im not kidding
you pushed me to my limits when you pretend you didnt see me

its time to pull back
its time to hide

if you look for me you cant find
ive waited for so long ive been up but now im down
everything has its time to be
try to look for me and ill be gone

please explain to me what is your plan
ive been trying to read you but you are playing too difficult
tell me you are doing it all for me
you just want to make me curious
you make me wanna beg and go down to my knees
you like to test me but i wont please you
my love is crazy i swear i knew it all for a second
but then you act so cold you cool my heart down

im dying for you love please dont be so easy
i forget everything i go back to the beginning

but i just cant take this anymore
i dont think you know me well
you never knew me at all

2011-01-11T08:58:00.003-02:00

Morri pela beleza, mas apenas estava
Acomodada em meu túmulo,
Alguém que morrera pela verdade,
Era depositado no carneiro próximo.
Perguntou-me baixinho o que me matara.
– A beleza, respondi.
– A mim, a verdade, – é a mesma coisa,
Somos irmãos.

HAPPY NEW YEAR

2011-01-04T19:47:00.003-02:00

a video by Diana Motta

2010-12-29T19:14:00.004-02:00

Ouarzazate, Morroco

To Venus

2010-12-28T18:04:00.006-02:00

I've been trying to think how to write about you
but still couldn't find words to describe
My heart took over my head and i cant think straight
when you hear me crying just smile

We could walk in circles again
You will hide your beauty behind me and
when around is desert we could make it rain

You can help me solve this puzzle of mine
i ask the birds to tell you
you can talk to me with someone else's voice
i hold your hand through a different person
but i know its you because i feel your heart warm

everyone would say we went crazy
and we will eat delicate Moroccan pistachio candy
like we would we could create another places
you dont need to tell me
you are coming as if i knew you. You stand right there and shine on me
like the brightest star in the sky
my heart is blind but i can see through the dark
so I can fly as high to reach where you are.
Blink on me again so we can go to sleep
Together.

As Ilhas Afortunadas

2010-11-22T21:56:00.001-02:00

"Que voz vem no som das ondas
Que não é a voz do mar?
E a voz de alguém que nos fala,
Mas que, se escutarmos, cala,
Por ter havido escutar.

E só se, meio dormindo,
Sem saber de ouvir ouvimos
Que ela nos diz a esperança
A que, como uma criança
Dormente, a dormir sorrimos.

São ilhas afortunadas
São terras sem ter lugar,
Onde o Rei mora esperando.
Mas, se vamos despertando
Cala a voz, e há só o mar."

Fernando Pessoa

Energy of the Week - Vayishlach

2010-11-17T06:32:00.000-02:00

notes from Zohar Class with Michael Berg

Consciousness is everything
To draw the work spiritual giants had already done is necessary to go back to the stories and connect to it.
What inspires us this week?
Reading from the statement by Rav Ashlag "Out of 1000 people who are in a spiritual path only 1 complete it"
We need to push ourselves to create the desire to complete it. Kabbalah needs to be what drive us to completion.

After Jacob ran away from his house to find his soul mate at the house of the most evil man at that time, Lavan, and goes back to meet his brother Esav. Its a fight between two forces Jacob= light x Esav= desire to receive for the self alone. We need assistance to win this battle ourselves
the Creator sent Jacob his angels to protect him in all of his ways.

How do we achieve this protection? We need the support of the light.

The Creator sent Jacob many angels. No one can achieve his goals alone, we need supernal assistance. Angels= different energies that protect a person. Jacob became protected thought his spiritual work, the angels came to him.

When the Shrimah (god's female energy) came to rest in Jacob that's when angels came to him to protect him in his battle. Angels cannot come on their own. we cant have protection without the angels. You need to have Shrimah first.

How do we bring Shrimah?
- Through transformation and restriction. Every selfish, anger action let Shrimah leave us, and the angels leave with her. Every action of restriction (going against your nature) draws angels. It's impossible to bring sustenance and protection without the work. When we get angry we force Shrimah to leave us and angels leave with her. The only way to have it is through our daily work.

Extra actions of sharing and restriction draws Shrimah and angels strongly.

"For its angels he command to you" When Jacob comes to meet Esav.
"There are more forces of angels in us than in them" We need to be aware of their existence so they can support us. The knowledge gives you the assistance of a stronger protection.

"Better to be low and have him (negative side) as a servant than to have honor and respect and have no connection to the creator"

The negative side constantly wants to pull us down. Sadness=disconnection.

To the extent you push your ego down you can control the forces of darkness, to have dominion over the negative side. When you find ways to diminish your ego, if you do that constantly you can control the forces of darkness. Negative side cannot have any force upon us. If we allow our ego to raise the negative side takes control over us.

"Better to be low and have him (negative side) as a servant than to have honor and respect and have no connection to the creator"

The only way that anyone can be 1 in 1000 is if everyday you think you are lower than them. Desire to achieve this level. Why Jacob had angels giving gifts to Esav? To grow Esav's ego. At the end of the battle Esav's ego was so big that his life force went away and he only hugged Jacob and kissed him.

When you constantly push your ego down it becomes your servant.

After the battle Jacob was left alone. Jacob was coming from a very high point of his work and found himself alone. His protection was gone, he had moments of doubt. Why?

EVERY TIME BEFORE A GREAT GROWTH, BEFORE ANY GREAT BLESSING, THE CONSCIOUSNESS NEED TO BE REMOVED. YOU NEED TO KNOW THAT'S PART OF THE PROCESS.
Any time we feel doubt it's a necessary part before a great revelation. Do I give up up or should I push forward?
If you continue to push even when there's doubt it will be much greater. MOMENTS OF DOUBT ARE A GREAT INDICATION WE ARE ABOUT TO RECEIVE A BLESSING. The Creator is telling you get ready, keep pushing. If you give up you will miss the opening. Before any great revelation you are left alone. It's a call, there's an opening coming to you. PUSH GREATER!

Every time you pray, every time you talk, nothing comes to waste. Every word that comes out of our mouth is a spiritual entity and it doesn't come to waste, an energy it's created. Every action also creates this energy to support you.

Jacob saw the angel as a person. Anything that comes to us are angels manifestations of our work, even if it looks dark we are given assistance by the angels.
How can we see the positive angel in a person that says something bad to us? It's a connection we had created before that comes back to us.
How do we interact with our angels - If we see it as a man we are low, if we see it as an angel we need to hug it. If you accept it as an angel and hug him you add this angel to your army. Do I see him as an angel coming to help me? If yes, he joins your army. See external people as angels and we hug them we elevate ourselves to complete our connection.

2010-11-12T01:16:00.000-02:00

2010-11-03T04:45:00.000-02:00

"As the statues indicate, she impersonated the reproductive powers of men and of animals and of all other life.
She lived in Nature; she was everywhere wherever there was life, the mother of all living things; all offerings of every possible nature were therefore acceptable to her; hence, the vast wealth which poured into her temple."

Civilization by Marco Brambrilla

2010-10-23T03:44:00.000-02:00

2010-10-20T05:40:00.000-02:00

Vayera

2010-10-20T04:22:00.002-02:00

God says to Abraham: Take the only son that you have and bring him to the mountain. I want you to sacrifice your own son.
An angel stopped it and put a ram (?) in the place of Isaac (his son).
But Isaac was not a baby he was 37 years old, why didn't he run away?
It was a test.

MESSAGE OF THE WEEK

Abraham was circumcised when he was 99 years old - circumcision means removing a negative force, layers, that allows the soul to reveal it's potential. After 3 days of his circumcision God was revealed to Abraham, he went to his next level. An elevated consciousness that no man had ever been before, he was enlightened. He was in the midst of feeling pain, he was supposed to be resting inside where it was warm but instead he went to the entrance of his tent looking if anyone would pass by. He didn't want to waste a chance to share. He needed the forces of healing but he abdicated, he wanted to help others. That's the highest level a person can get.
What is the code in this story?

Abraham reached Vayera. He knew a secret. He could not allow himself to stop. 'I've never arrived' 'I've never reached it' - that's what it means to be at the entrance of the tent - 'I want to move!' 'what's next?'

He had a huge desire to welcome guests that he actually manifested guests, 3 angels dressed as men.

He had a huge desire to go to the next level. We can be stuck in being enlightened and we will eventually fall.

'Forget what I've done, I want it all. I dont wanna lose opportunity to help and to go to the next level.'

the problem of our life is that we get in a certain level of fulfillment and we get stuck. We need to be at the entrance.
Enjoy for a second, appreciate and go to the next level. Chasing after the opportunity to give. Abraham knew that without it he would lose everything.

In this world movement brings peace. Resting brings chaos.

The moment I arrive I lose it. Always be at the entrance.

And indication that you are not going to the next level: when you talk too much of past experiences, how amazing are things you've done etc.

Lust, pride, need for recognition and jealousy make a person get out of this world.

"Jealousy among scholars would bring a lot of wisdom"

Pride and Lust
The highest level of self indulgence. If I fill up my void with this pleasures I would be good. If people know how great I am I will feel better. That's a trick of satan he wants to fill us with lust and pride and it will deteriorate us.

AFTER THE ORIGINAL TSIMTSUM THE VESSEL SAID TO THE LIGHT: I LOVE YOU BUT I HAVE TO RESTRICT YOU SO I CAN BE LIKE YOU

There is positive an negative jealousy.

Negative jealousy/envy:

When I envy someone because he or she have more (money, respect, power, education etc) than me. It will never fill me up with anything, pride and lust at least fills with physicality, but jealousy will only make us weak.

Positive jealousy:

Positive jealousy is the only reason we are here on earth. I want to earn the light, that's why I am here. We were jealous of the light and we came down.
Positive pressure. Someone has more than me. Jealousy is desire.

At the moment I give too much power to my klippot (shells) I will drown
If I am purely jealous it has to do with me wanting to improve myself. That's essential.
When you chose to be at the right environment you will find in everybody an attribute to learn from and grow. Always will find things in other people that will emulate me.

The main cause of jealousy is laziness.

When we are lazy we become sad. Satan come and say I need more recognition. Laziness = sadness

Abraham was in constant move. To the extent I love my life God will be there.

When a person chases Chesed (giving) the creator send us a gift: someone that needs help. When a person chases to go to his next level to the extent of certainty and attitude vessels would be revealed to him.
The giver attracts force of mercy around him that creates protection.

if I am not moving to my next level I am disconnecting.

Biding of Issac.

And God tested Abraham. Isaac could run away.
Abraham was right column energy (giving), Isaac was left column energy (receiving)
Abraham lacked judgement. And so he went against his nature putting his son in danger. Totally for the sake of the light he gave up of his personality. It's all about combining forces.

ITS ALL ABOUT COMBINING FORCES

Saying yes to every second is not necessarily the most spiritual thing to do. If I say yes all the time i need to build strength to love in a tough way.
I need to be willing to be judged as a not giving person for the sake of giving.

If it his natural for you to be humble sometimes you need to tell people how important you are.

Balance of forces. go outside yourself so you can find the central column.

Detach from my personality.

if you are very good at something you need to feel as a beginner to find the central column.

notes from class with Eitan Yardeni

Lech Lecha

2010-10-14T03:45:00.002-03:00

Lech Lecha

Lech= go away, go outside
Lecha= for you

The first words the creator shared

Abraham, first man to begin the path of transformation, heard from god "go away". He had already left his fathers house and gone away from his country.

"go outside for you, I will show you where. I guide you"

Leave everything behind.

What's the energy of the week?

Lech - going out = go outside limitation of the known, of yesterday

It's not going outside for the sake of changing the world but for your own transformation. Go outside our own negativity. Anything we do to go outside ourselves is the first thing of all that will help us to change, it has to be for your own transformation otherwise is almost impossible to transform someone else. First I need to change me principle number 1.
Leaving the clear is leaving the level below.
When I dwell, connect to what ive done yesterday I lost a level. You need to think about the next level. Think about tomorrow.
Driven by the unknown.
Abraham was waiting for people who would feel him, He knew he needed to leave everything behind and move to the next level. Everyday the light help us and we don't feel embarrassed, when it comes from other people we feel embarrassed: ego

Being helped by the unknown
To go to the unknown

I need to have clarity otherwise im not motivated, that's when I have drive: ego

the light said: 'I want you to be confused'

from one country to another - next level is beyond me, is unknown.
Next spiritual If every time is planned is indication Im not going to the next level.
Place of clarity - indication of limitation

To walk with the light, to expose myself to the unknown.
If it is unknown I don't have good energy - conflict between the ego and the soul

Throught the process of departure of the body we can see things we've never seen before. Do you want to wait for that day? Because that's gonna happen either way, or I go towards it everyday? If I go towards the unknown I have permission. If Im planned I will be blind.

Everybody needs to know the name of their negativity. name=essence. The more I know the essence of my negativity more I can go away. In order to know it I need to risk.
Risky and uncomfortable that's the only way it can be removed.

What does it mean to go outside?
We all have things that determine our personality = Environment, past lifetime, family.

In the time of conception if the dominance force is the father the child will be more energetic if the mother the child would be more lazy
You see the parents intention affect the purity of the thoughts the shell that affects the soul\\With all our limitation I need to break it completely. The goal is to break all limitations in all environment. No limit enviroment in any aspect.

The light can delete everything from your past if you are in Lech Lecha. I know I need to go there. This week.

Every aspect of our DNA can change. What would be the unlimited self potential. Face fears.

Rachel helped people to change Abraham had no fear for the unknown. When im helping anotyehr human being the light that person reveals is a shield that protects me. help a person to enlighten other people, the light he reveals becomes a strengh.

Unknown force beyond laws of cause and effect to allow the unknown force to guide.

Give me power to awaken others as a life mission. To have divine inspiration = help others to help others. The unknown is guiding me. Touching others constantly.

Be guided by it.

1 First discussion Abraham had with the creator.
I need to able to transform all my limiting environment from my life. Family, childhood, negative friends.

Be in the mission of the unknown. Ask the light to go to the next level. Allow other people to be enlightened.

2010-10-11T03:24:00.003-03:00

2010-10-11T02:25:00.004-03:00

Zohar Portion of the Week - Noach Vol II

2010-10-07T11:57:00.000-03:00

From all the 4 for kingdoms - inanimate, vegetable, animal and human - humans are the only with free will. We affect all the other kingdoms.
If we go according to the law we create protection.

The Noach Arch - Protection against the flood

Flood= chaos, hate, economic issues, environmental problems, ego. The flood was caused by all our negativity.
The arch is consciousness of protection in the world of imbalance. The words of the Zohar are he arch of our generation.

Before the flood came (before Abraham) things were very easy to the people. It says that whenever you planted a seed, the seed would give 40 years of plantation.
The seed of all negativity is laziness- the moment I dont grab opportunity to do the right thing. Gradually i will develop ego, i will become a victim.

Noach created the arch in 120 years, he tried to advise the people, but they were too easy and comfortable.

Water is energy of mercy, love. Flood is energy of chaos and destruction. The people were not bad but love can be manifested in different ways, like sex without limitation or idol worshiping.

They were still respectful but the destruction came when they got jealous of each other and started stealing other people. That will cause destruction. Any time we are self absorbed we will hurt other people. Any kind of selfishness will end up hurting others.

How do we build the arch?
Noach didn't see the water, he saw the angel of death. To be in protection i need to be afraid to be connected with the angel of death. If I am not afraid to be surrounded by negativity I will be pulled by this. I will never be able to maintain protection. I can easely be pulled by the forces of chaos.

Noach was busy all day long feeding his animals, constantly busy outside himself.

1 Unity
2 Same mission
3 Know the hebrew letters

When people reach a place of unity and single mission nothing can stop them to accomplish anything.
The Center is a bubble of protection - people with same mission and unity, bigger than my own issues, - that's when im connected with the Noach arch. When the priority is to affect change in the world is one of the main ingredients to be connected with the protection shield. To affect change in the world through unity, with a mission that become my priority.
Desire to shift my consciousness.

In orderto be protected I need to plug in to the energy field.Shift the consciousness that the mission is my priority

Another ingridient: that i can learn from everyone from my environment, I see that everyone can teach me something, help me. Something to contribute with me. Learn from everyone.

Noach was liked by God an than by people. To know that you have the same mission as your environment the indication is that if you are liked. Being liked by the right people is not the main concern. The big concern is to connect with the light, than i will attract people that like me. Do= being busy outside myself for the sake of revealing light.
- run away from my ego

Helping others can be tricky, if when i help other and seek return it came from the ego. We need to help for the sake of connecting with the light. Giving regardeless if they thank you or not.

The light is always there. We need to lean on something - We lean on the light!

I need to run away from my ego. If im not seeing layers of my ego everyday it means im not running away from my ego. More im busy sharing more i can runaway from my ego.

The protection comes when im in the process. Righteous people know they have a lot more to grow.

Why do I help other people? Because is opportunity for me to connect with the light.
The only way to do things with love for a long time is when i know the return is in the light.

Connecting with the light is a trust.

2010-10-05T00:56:00.000-03:00

Music Improvisation Party III

2010-10-04T00:23:00.001-03:00

music by winslow the third and diana motta

2010-10-03T03:50:00.000-03:00

music by Winslow the Third and Diana Motta

Click To Play

2010-09-26T15:32:00.003-03:00

"(...) Gosto dos venenos mais lentos, das bebidas mais amargas, das drogas mais poderosas, das idéias mais insanas, dos pensamentos mais complexos, dos sentimentos mais fortes. Tenho um apetite voraz e os delírios mais loucos. Você pode até me empurrar de um penhasco que eu vou dizer:
- E daí? Eu adoro voar!"

pois é Clarice.... tamo junta, vamo que vamo!

Building It

2010-09-21T04:25:00.001-03:00

2010-09-21T03:50:00.005-03:00

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NYC STREET DANCE

2010-08-20T23:31:00.007-03:00

The Death of Saint Narcissus

2010-08-13T03:26:00.005-03:00

'Come under the shadow of this grey rock--
Come in under the shadow of this grey rock,
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow sprawling over the sand at daybreak, or
Your shadow leaping behind the fire against the red rock:
I will show you his bloody cloth and limbs
And the grey shadow on his lips.
He walked once between the sea and the high cliffs
When the wind made him aware of his limbs smoothly passing each other
And of his arms crossed over his breast.
When he walked over the meadows
He was stifled and soothed by his own rhythm.
By the river
His eyes were aware of the pointed corners of his eyes
And his hands aware of the pointed tips of his fingers.
Struck down by such knowledge
He could not live men's ways, but became a dancer before God.
If he walked in city streets
He seemed to tread on faces, convulsive thighs and knees.
So he came out under the rock.
First he was sure that he had been a tree,
Twisting its branches among each other
And tangling its roots among each other.
Then he knew that he had been a fish
With slippery white belly held tight in his own fingers,
Writhing in his own clutch, his ancient beauty
Caught fast in the pink tips of his new beauty.
Then he had been a young girl
Caught in the woods by a drunken old man
Knowing at the end the taste of his own whiteness,
The horror of his own smoothness, And he felt drunken and old.
So he became a dancer to God,
Because his flesh was in love with the burning arrows
He danced on the hot sand Until the arrows came.
As he embraced them his white skin surrendered itself to the redness of blood, and satisfied him.
Now he is green, dry and stained
With the shadow in his mouth.'

- T. S. Eliot

2010-08-07T14:00:00.001-03:00

Eu vim para assitir as boas notícias, nao gaste meu tempo falando sobre o bem e o mal.
Desculpe-me por amar demais - A vida me resta.

Poem I

2010-08-03T03:16:00.030-03:00

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your blood tastes like syrup
i drank it all yesterday

i wish i could see above your walls
i would stay quiet and let you say

your voice sounds like thunders
but your tones were like mine

you would stand hard jaw on my shoulder
smile demure pleasure and close your eyes

you seem to dream about lying with flowers
you breathe and whisper away a piece of my soul

my heart does not beat in seconds but hours
i could not fit inside myself with so much of you to love

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Yesterday Moon

2010-07-27T01:13:00.003-03:00

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http://www.flickr.com/photos/diana_motta/4833432190/in/set-72157624022243425/

2010-07-22T14:49:00.004-03:00

2010-07-12T02:04:00.005-03:00

2010-07-09T13:48:00.002-03:00

’Stamos em pleno mar
Era um sonho dantesco... o tombadilho,
Que das luzernas avermelha o brilho,
Em sangue a se banhar.
Tinir de ferros... estalar do açoite...
Legiões de homens negros como a noite,
Horrendos a dançar...

Negras mulheres, suspendendo às tetas
Magras crianças, cujas bocas pretas
Rega o sangue das mães:
Outras, moças... mas nuas, espantadas,
No turbilhão de espectros arrastadas,
Em ânsia e mágoa vãs.

E ri-se a orquestra, irônica, estridente...
E da ronda fantástica a serpente
Faz doudas espirais...
Se o velho arqueja... se no chão resvala,
Ouvem-se gritos... o chicote estala.
E voam mais e mais...
Presa dos elos de uma só cadeia,
A multidão faminta cambaleia
E chora e dança ali!

Um de raiva delira, outro enlouquece...
Outro, que de martírios embrutece,
Cantando, geme e ri!

No entanto o capitão manda a manobra
E após, fitando o céu que se desdobra
Tão puro sobre o mar,

Diz do fumo entre os densos nevoeiros:
"Vibrai rijo o chicote, marinheiros!
Fazei-os mais dançar!..."

E ri-se a orquestra irônica, estridente...
E da ronda fantástica a serpente
Faz doudas espirais!
Qual num sonho dantesco as sombras voam...
Gritos, ais, maldições, preces ressoam!
E ri-se Satanaz!...
Senhor Deus dos desgraçados!
Dizei-me vós, Senhor Deus!
Se é loucura... se é verdade
Tanto horror perante os céus...
Ó mar, por que não apagas
Co'a esponja de tuas vagas
De teu manto este borrão?...
Astros! noite! tempestades!
Rolai das imensidades!
Varrei os mares, tufão!...

Quem são estes desgraçados
Que não encontram em vós
Mais que o rir calmo da turba
Que excita a fúria do algoz?
Quem são?... Se a estrela se cala,
Se a vaga à pressa resvala
Como um cúmplice fugaz,
Perante a noite confusa...
Dize-o tu, severa musa,
Musa libérrima, audaz!

São os filhos do deserto
Onde a terra esposa a luz.
Onde voa em campo aberto
A tribo dos homens nus...

São os guerreiros ousados,
Que com os tigres mosqueados
Combatem na solidão...
Homens simples, fortes, bravos...
Hoje míseros escravos
Sem ar, sem luz, sem razão...

São mulheres desgraçadas
Como Agar o foi também,
Que sedentas, alquebradas,
De longe... bem longe vêm...
Trazendo com tíbios passos
Filhos e algemas nos braços,
N'alma lágrimas e fel.
Como Agar sofrendo tanto
Que nem o leite do pranto
Têm que dar para Ismael...

Lá nas areias infindas,
Das palmeiras no país,
Nasceram crianças lindas,
Viveram moças gentis...
Passa um dia a caravana
Quando a virgem na cabana
Cisma das noites nos véus...
...Adeus! ó choça do monte!...
...Adeus! palmeiras da fonte!...
...Adeus! amores... adeus!...

Senhor Deus dos desgraçados!
Dizei-me vós, Senhor Deus!
Se eu deliro... ou se é verdade

Tanto horror perante os céus...
Ó mar, por que não apagas
Co'a esponja de tuas vagas
De teu manto este borrão?
Astros! noite! tempestades!
Rolai das imensidades!
Varrei os mares, tufão!...

E existe um povo que a bandeira empresta
P'ra cobrir tanta infâmia e cobardia!...
E deixa-a transformar-se nessa festa
Em manto impuro de bacante fria!...
Meu Deus! meu Deus! mas que bandeira é esta,
Que impudente na gávea tripudia?!...
Silêncio!... Musa! chora, chora tanto
Que o pavilhão se lave no seu pranto...

Auriverde pendão de minha terra,
Que a brisa do Brasil beija e balança,
Estandarte que a luz do sol encerra,
E as promessas divinas da esperança...
Tu, que da liberdade após a guerra,
Foste hasteado dos heróis na lança,
Antes te houvessem roto na batalha,
Que servires a um povo de mortalha!...

Fatalidade atroz que a mente esmaga!
Extingue nesta hora o brigue imundo
O trilho que Colombo abriu na vaga,
Como um íris no pélago profundo!...
...Mas é infâmia demais...
Da etérea plaga
Levantai-vos, heróis do Novo Mundo...
Andrada! arranca este pendão dos ares!
Colombo! fecha a porta de teus mares!'

Castro Alves - O Navio Negreiro

(uma das coisas mais lindas que já li na vida)

2010-07-08T15:56:00.000-03:00

'Sperai!
Caí no areal e na hora adversa
Que Deus concede aos seus
Para o intervalo em que esteja a alma imersa
Em sonhos que são Deus.

Que importa o areal e a morte e a desventura
Se com Deus me guardei?
É O que eu me sonhei que eterno dura
É Esse que regressarei.'

Fernando Pessoa, Mensagem

Pag. 265

2010-07-07T17:07:00.008-03:00

"O senhor está certo de que contavam com ela?" — "Ah! não sei."
O sr. de Charlus obedecia assim, talvez sem querer, àquela senha universal de não fornecermos informações aos ciumentos, seja para nos mostrarmos absurdamente "camaradas", por ponto de honra, ainda que detestando-a, em relação à pessoa que é objeto de ciúme, seja por maldade para com ela, pressentindo que o ciúme faria redobrar o amor, seja por aquela necessidade de sermos desagrádaveis aos outros que consiste em dizer a verdade à maioria dos homens, mas aos ciumentos escondê-la, porque a ignorância lhes aumenta o suplício, pelo menos é o que imaginamos, e para afligirmos os outros nos guiamo-nos pelo que nós mesmos julgamos, talvez erradamente, mais doloroso."

2010-07-05T13:08:00.004-03:00

2010-06-22T03:17:00.001-03:00

"How great is Your good stored up for those who fear You,"

Ps 31:19

2010-06-21T17:57:00.001-03:00

"I love you, I love you, I looove you.

That's all I want to say.
Until I find a way
I will say the only words I know that
You'll understand.

I want you, I want you, I waaant you.

I think you know by now
I'll get to you somehow.
Until I do I'm telling you so
You'll understand."

Observation Drawings - 10, 15 & 20 seconds

2010-06-17T00:16:00.000-03:00

Gratitude

2010-06-11T01:44:00.002-03:00

2010-06-09T13:26:00.006-03:00

"i never saw a wild thing feel sorry for [herself]– don't let this world tame your heart. Be a hunter and not the hunted"

Thoughts

2010-05-29T00:46:00.001-03:00

1. The inner dialogue particular to each person is wrapped around the soul and it whispers timelessly - it has always been there and ever will. That's why the same actions could be done by different individuals and they should affect differently, it feels true to the extent they are similar of the story told inside that person, which is unique and undeclared. The heart is sheltered inside and it never changes, whereas the clothing is vulnerable to either good or bad.
Sometimes the obvious and simple can be so bright and genius, and it could also be expected and boring; they are both easy and difficult in opposite ways. It depends on how is the conversation between the means the person used to make that happen and what his or her soul is asking for.

2010-05-28T06:21:00.002-03:00

2010-05-28T06:05:00.002-03:00

sunset today

2010-05-24T21:49:00.006-03:00

42

2010-05-20T02:10:00.006-03:00

"A ruler born. It is the hidden strength of superiority: never the issue of pomposity, but that of a natural imperiousness. All become subject to it without knowing why, recognizing in it the hidden power of born authority. These sovereign spirits are kings by merit, and lions by innate right, who capture the hearts, and even the minds of all about them, through the faith they inspire: when blessed with other gifts, they are born to be the prime movers of mankind, for they can accomplish more with one word, than others with a thousand."

-Baltasar Gracian, 1653

2010-05-14T18:05:00.001-03:00

"The devil's greatest deception is to convince us that he does not exist"

-Charles Baudelaire

As If By Magic

2010-05-13T15:26:00.001-03:00

"Submerging from your world
And back into my bliss
A day rolled into one
Is burning on my lips
Blurring all your words
Until they don't exist
And in a parallel universe
It's me you can't resist

And although
You're the only home I'll ever know
As if by Magic
Thoughts of you are gone"

Seating On a Bench

2010-05-10T21:19:00.003-03:00

2010-04-29T19:20:00.006-03:00

this is genius:

Heart Weather

2010-04-26T04:19:00.003-03:00

Pg. 285

2010-04-14T13:18:00.005-03:00

"Desejos há que, circunscritos às vezes à boca, uma vez que os deixamos tomar corpo, exigem ser satisfeitos, quaisquer que sejam as consequências; não se pode resistir à tentação de beijar um ombro decotado que se esteve olhando mais demoradamente do que convinha e sobre o qual os lábios caem como a serpente sobre o passarinho, de abocanhar um doce com dentes fascinados pela fome, de renunciar ao espanto, ao desassossego, à aflição ou à alegria que se vai provocar numa alma com palavras imprevistas"

M.P.

Superfície de Exposição

2010-04-13T03:09:00.016-03:00

As palavras estao tão repetitivas e os adjetivos tão cansados... cada vez mais raro é reinventar o novo e não se tornar chato. Ele sabe fazer isso como se fosse próprio; admiro. Os pensamentos mais puros me vem quando estou deitada de olhos fechados. Nao me importo mais com as palavras dificeis, as ideas parecem apenas que abrem a porta da infinita fonte criativa, até entao trancada no escuro. Assim confortável, a cama é nuvem densa me envolvendo solta no ar. Estou me descrobindo, ação e preguiça - é volumoso, descama verdades que nao voltam, é doloroso, mas é aquela dor gostosa. Já pensou naquelas ideias incriveis que ja deixamos escapar da memória? Tudo fica tao vago, pra onde os pensamentos vão? será que eles se dissolvem como a água? Por que se juntam mas se vão. Esses dias tenho estado mais ciente de mim, parece que mudei... nunca mais tive aquele medo de não saber quem eu era. Você me perguntou quais eram meus medos e covardemente respondi que eles estavam desaparecendo. Estão mesmo, mas ainda tenho muitos medos, fiquei com medo de contar pra você. Agora eu penso se você acreditou no que eu disse aquela hora... eu sou muito mais fraca no que te digo e muito mais forte no que você não sabe, acho q você também. SInto uma falta de identidadde material e de limites, aonde estao meus braços, esqueci de olhar nos meus olhos, como será que estou? Mudei de plano, fui reconfigurada, estou mais leve, menos eu. nao me lembro da transicao. Quando será que voce vai dizer que me ama? Gostei da voz confissional madura que aquela menina receitou seu diário de poema indiscreto. Eu agora já sou um pouco dela. Preciso concluir as estruturas, fechar com o telhado e dar a volta.

"Definir É Limitar"

2010-04-13T01:41:00.004-03:00

O dia em que se descobre eterna paixão por Oscar Wilde não é qualquer dia. Hoje foi o meu.

"O mistério do amor é mais profundo que o mistério da morte."

- Oscar Wilde

Caetano É Kitsch

2010-04-09T13:52:00.012-03:00

Assitir Caetano Veloso ao vivo é embarcar numa viagem sinestética, do mais apurado ao mais escrachado, referência perdida no tempo; meu baiano amado está em todas. Visualize: um homem grisalho cantando palavras que tocam a alma, fazendo movimentos de dançarina espanhola e vestindo uma pólo lilás - mas que sutíl combinação!
Adoro como ele usa palavras bregas e elementos fora de contexto nas letras e no show. Adoro que ele ainda faz música nova - (ainda) fala de sexo em quase todas - polemiza, incomoda, dança, pula, omite e assume - tarado, viado, macho e apaixonado.
Um gênio inadecuado e cômodo, consumido indiscriminadamente por todos.
Meu cantor brasileiro preferido, ainda diz ter dúvidas sobre seu talento como músico - pra mim essa insegurança é sua maior força; a palavra mágica.

Caetano é kitsch, Caetano é foda.

Mais verdades, Caetano! Obrigada.

2010-03-20T22:11:00.002-03:00

"After of all of the darkness and sadness
Soon comes happiness
If I surround my self with positive things
I'll gain prosperity"

- Beyonce

Music Improvisation Party II

2010-03-15T14:51:00.005-03:00

Lets Go to The Park and Dance With Strangers
Come On

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drums: Oli bass: Nahana Schelling guitar: Winslow the Third vocals: Diana Motta

Music Improvisation Party I

2010-03-15T14:49:00.002-03:00

Coisas Erradas

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drums: Oli bass: Nahana Schelling guitar: Winslow the Third vocals: Diana Motta

[Vita Nuova, chapter 3]

2010-03-13T18:32:00.004-03:00

"A ciascun’alma presa, e gentil core,
nel cui cospetto ven lo dir presente,
in ciò che mi rescrivan suo parvente
salute in lor segnor, cioè Amore.
Già eran quasi che atterzate l’ore
del tempo che onne stella n’è lucente,
quando m’apparve Amor subitamente
cui essenza membrar mi dà orrore.
Allegro mi sembrava Amor tenendo
meo core in mano, e ne le braccia avea
madonna involta in un drappo dormendo.
Poi la svegliava, e d’esto core ardendo
lei paventosa umilmente pascea:
appresso gir lo ne vedea piangendo."

- Dante Alighieri

I write this piece of poetry for any soul taken by love and any noble heart,
so that they may write me back their opinion about it. I greets our lord, that is Love.
Love itself appeared suddenly to me when one third of the night had already passed.
If I think back about it I’m frightened.
Love seemed cheerful while bringing in its arms a sleeping woman wrapped in a cloth and in its hands my heart.
Love then woke her up and she ate this burning heart; it then went away crying.