Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Sunday, January 30, 2011

May you treasure, may you know Love, during your journey on the earth !



May we have the opportunity of being able to experience tenderness, mercy, friendship.

May we be able to give and receive sincere and unselfish affection, because all this will become a splendid and wonderful smile; and spiritual friendship will take place around us, which, will laugh, live and sing, when good is manifested.

May you treasure, may you know Love, during your journey on the earth !

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Saturday, November 7, 2009

Contemplating the Night


It happened in the town of the man named Madman. Somebody heard him talking to himself. And this is what he was saying: "I had a dream, where I was facing the Night. Her face was pale but resplendent. Her dress was black but covered with diamonds at the same time. And the Night was looking at me and I felt ecstatic. We could communicate without words and I felt her hands giving me soft caresses. We lived an intense romance. But suddenly I heard the voice of a deep silence. It was the Light that was approaching and the Night was leaving me. From that moment on, I do not want to open my eyes, I want everything to be dark, that all lights are turned off and then to have a perfect placid solitude so in the intimacy of the silence, I can contemplate the Night again." And the one who had heard the Madman, said to him: " You are completely crazy." And the Madman answered: "Now, they called madness to Love. But what do you know about madness ? If you do not know how to recognize Love.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

The Wisdom of the Madman on Love


There was great confusion among the habitants of the town, since they all were talking about Love because it was their favorite topic. Some said: " I have a great love but I am very jealous." Other said, "I also love a lot and thus I demand and control a lot."Other said: "My love is great, greater than yours, what I feel is possession."Other said: " My love is sensible, fragile and delicate, love makes me cry"And in this fashion, many declared their great love. Then, their king brought the wisest men who started to select who was the best: obsessive, domineering, demanding and aggressive. And the wise men said that this was a mysterious thing, since they didn't know that there was so much love, and they needed to decipher that question. And they brought the wisest of the wise who lived in a cave in the mountain. All were reunited and pretending that they were the winners and brought their neighbors, friends and relatives since everybody wanted to be best recognized in front of everybody. Then, the oldest wise man came and listened patiently all the declarations of love and as he listened, thick tears were running down his face and the persons in the meeting, said: " See how moved he is. What a great opportunity!When everybody had finished, the old wise man looked at the persons and said: " I have listened with attention and I can tell you without any doubt that I feel great pity for you since nothing of what you said is love, because in truth you all don't know the meaning of love. You have presented with great vanity the feeling of been selfish, you want to control, to posses and manipulate. You assume that love is like an object, or mere obsession and manipulation. You think of love like object of pure obsession and in your pretension and illusion, you only see your own heart but don't know anything about love.The public felt confused but out of ignorance, didn't want to accept that reality and said that the man was crazy. And he was thrown out of the city and they even dare to crown themselves as great lovers. In the meantime, the wise man went back to his cave in the mountain and was thinking: " Immature, blind, hallucinated, because Love is a feeling of reverence to the loved one. Love is the sincere surrender of the heart and is not like an emperor wanting to rule the sky and even the stars. Love is the essence of the spirit who rather Gives than Receives.
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Saturday, July 25, 2009

The Immortal Warrior


In the town of the man called Madman, something incredible has happened. The best warrior of the king, champion of every battle, of every tournament, and better known as the Immortal Warrior because of his strength, courage, and abilities in the art of combat; that exceptional warrior, so feared and respected, has been found dead, to the side of his bed; he seemed to have suffered a great deal. It was expressed in his face and his tunic was torn in the area of the chest since it seemed as if he had tried to remove a dagger. What a macabre scene! Nobody could have imagined this.Many funeral offerings will be made and the whole town and their king are crying in front of the deceased and everywhere people are asking how could this happen? who killed him? if he could fight with many fierce warriors at the same time. Since he was a child he had been trained to overcome pain, fear, desolation but today we are here contemplating the one who was the most victorious warrior in life.There is a mystery that seems impossible to solve. And the king called the most experienced investigators because he wanted to have justice and they must capture the killer or killers of the loyal warrior, of this immortal warrior.And the king asked: " What happened? was he poisoned? was he knifed? attacked from behind?How could this be? And besides, what's the reason behind his expression of pain and his torn tunic? who can explain this? Nobody was able to give an answer. Everybody was speculating and not able to find the key. And the desperate king called who seemed the least appropiate to solve this question, he called the man called Madman and asked him: " The investigators have great experience and have been working during many days, studying every detail but they don't have the answer."And he added: " I know that mad people say what they feel, maybe you by being out of this world, will be able to tell us what nobody can understand in this world."And the Madman, asked for a minute of silence, that was granted by the king and the whole kingdom was silent for a moment. Not even the birds sang, nor the wind blew, that minute seemed eternal. Then, the Madman told the King: " The Immortal Warrior died in the most terrible and unsuspected way that somebody can die. That warrior who won every battle, couldn't win the most delicate, fine, exquisite battle but also the most terrible, infamous, painful. That's the reason that I requested silence, because when I saw him, I understood the whole thing and my soul cried, I have the answer. There is no need to search for the killers, or conspiracy, no need to search for anybody because we will not find anything, but certainly something killed him, something too big, something that nobody can bear. The Immortal Warrior died because of love."The king then, said: " The man called the Madman has raised the veils and opened our eyes so we could find that love can also be fatal."
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Saturday, January 10, 2009

The Impossible Love


How to love an impossible love? How to love the one who rejects, offends, ignores, despises us? The one who is like fire that you will not be able to approach because she will burn you for sure. How to love a love who is like a lioness ready to attack? How to love a love who is like a dagger, decided to be buried in your heart? How to love a love who is like deadly snakes, like a path filled with scorpios?
Well, that love will be loved like the bottom of the sea, like the distant star in the darkness of infinity, knowing that it exists but that it can never be felt or touched. You must love, in spite of everything, but not with an idealistic love that would turn into melancholy, but with a realistic, conscious love; and the only way of loving will always be, ever and forever, to love each day.
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Author: Mr. Oscar Basurto Carbonell

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Love and Its Mysteries



My friend, love is the only thing, that make us different of all evil, and of that inert nature, which does not think and does not feel.
It is very certain that love, sometimes, changes from red flower and becomes blood of an open wound. It is also true, that sometimes, it blinds us, and dazzles us as when looking at the sun, but love, my friend, however much cruel, it may seem to you, it always teaches you to give everything. And if there is something that can be rescued from the suffering, is that love, made you fly and know the heaven of gods.
Why are mortals to blame for loving with the feeling that make us to lose reason?
But love does not die, love lives in you, suffers in you, cries for you, but remember this, love will revive and the day will come where you will find that love never, never, deceived you.
Rather, were some persons that didn't know, didn't appreciate the true meaning and the reason of the verb to love.
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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

About Love. For Reflection.


In the town of the man called the Madman, he was looking kind of lost in thought while day dreaming fantasies and realities.
Then, he asked his heart: " Tell me heart about Love, what is it good for?"
And the heart answered: "Do you really do not know?"
And he answered as a little child: "No, I do not know."
Then, the heart said: " Love exists so all the hearts including me can live."
And the Madman said: " I understand now."

Saturday, May 10, 2008

The Madness of not knowing how to Love


Mad love, crazy love. What a tragedy is madness, the mind loses sanity, it takes steps but does not have a path, is like wasteland or a seed in the sea. What does the wasteland do? What will it give? And the seed will die in the sea because of the salt. How terrible is madness, the madness of not knowing how to Love.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

The Wisdom of the Madman.


It happened in the town of the man named Madman. Somebody heard him talking to himself. And this is what he was saying:
"I had a dream, where I was facing the Night. Her face was pale but resplendent. Her dress was black but covered with diamonds at the same time. And the Night was looking at me and I felt ecstatic. We could communicate without words and I felt her hands giving me soft caresses. We lived an intense romance. But suddenly I heard the voice of a deep silence. It was the Light that was approaching and the Night was leaving me. From that moment on, I do not want to open my eyes, I want everything to be dark, that all lights are turned off and then to have a perfect placid solitude so in the intimacy of the silence, I can contemplate the Night again."

And the one who had heard the Madman, said to him:
" You are completely crazy."

And the Madman answered:
"Now, they called madness to Love. But what do you know about madness. If you do not know how to recognize Love?

Sunday, March 2, 2008

The Secret of the Heart


Love has to to be the king in order for Love to exist. And what is the kingdom of Love?
Peace, trust, charity and nobility without any doubt.

Beauty by being so beautiful does not last and is a passing thing but nobility will make that the most wrinkled and withered flower will have the freshness of eternal youth because the secret of the heart is, that the sweetness is within.

Friday, June 8, 2007


Why I cannot feel affection for you.

Because when I look at the sky during a night full of stars I cannot find you. Because when I look for you in the horizon, between the sky and the sea I cannot find you. Because when I ascend to the top of the mountain, shouting your name, I cannot find you.
I cannot feel affection for you because I do not find you, but I find the all and the nothing. I cannot feel affection for you because I always find you next to me and that's why, inevitably, I cannot feel affection for you.
I cannot feel affection for you because I will always, always, love you

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