Kuidas taas leida lootust
kui maailm on haihtunud
kuidas elada, kui sees hing
on surnud
...

lähen kapi juurde ja
panen prillid ette
natuke teist värvi
kujutan ette, et olen õnnelik
teesklen naeratust
mõtlen välja põhjuse naerda
fake it till you make it

seistes mererannal
vaadates mäslevat vett
igavesti muutuvat maailma
näen oma hinge
marutsevat jõge, pidurdamatut
murdes läbi kõigest
armu andmata endalegi
paus, hetk, nihe

õrnale õiele
saan käeks, mis katab ja kaitseb
jäädeks veeks, taevaks ja maaks
käeks, mis võib hoida teist
kuid võib olla ka taskus
hoida sigaretti
taguda lauda vihahoos
kuid alati hoida lille peo soojas

märgata luulelisust igapäeva asjades
näiteks http ja html
unistada ja
murtud südamega lamada kaevikus
teha kõike, kaootiliselt ja metsikult
naerdes, nii et kõht kõveras
paele kuut shokolaaditorti süüa
süüata aiakeses esivanematele küünal
-siis valgem malet mängida
ja ise küpsetada küpsiseid


>...- :.<>.: - ... < Üks vahva sõbranna, Aitäh Sulle!!, jagas minuga järgmist ja mina jagan nüüd Teiega, meie ühisest leivakotist: Indian Elder Creed

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living, I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, have been opened by life's betrayals, or have became shriveled and dazed from fear of future pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning you to be careful, to be realistic or to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself, if you can bear accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. I want to know if you can see beauty everday, even when it is not pretty, and if you can source your life from its presence. It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done, for the children.

It doesn't interest me who you are or how you came to be here. I want to know if you can stand in the centre of the fire with me and not strike back.

It doesn't interest me what or where or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in empty moments.




& läks minulgi hinge ;)


~~
Essee-päevad :)



Ka sassis pea võib selgineda
suled korras, lennata
kaugemale, kõrgemale
paremini nägemaks
kõige siinse ilu



P.s. missioon "Renga" õnnestus :D
Nüüd vaja veel ülejäänud sess üle elada :)