Love is like a shining silver coin that adults looks for everywhere...

Of course love is attainable and will be attained. Of course but only in retrospect, by reflexion. But of course if someone asks you if you love you will respond at once, yes I love. Then you will smile and feel the hilarious gratitude.

Ref. L'étre et le néant by Sartre chapter 3, Le cogito, prereflexif, l'étre du, percipere. To read Sartre is always an aha-experience.

Love is like the ghost that everyone talks about but few have seen but at very rare instances. When Love appears then it is obvious who the Master of Life is. No doubt at all.

Love is absolutely natural for youngsters. I didn't even think of it when being young. It's quite natural and life couldn't be elseway.

When you start thinking about love then your already an old guy.

Find out your limits!

I'm very worried! Some guys say that anybody can do anything. That's fraud and cheating. We have very little intelligence, we have to be pleased with a common life. An idiot called that the optional life. Disgusting to think lika that.

The penguin; my favorite.

On terra firma he behaves with great dignity, he stalks like the ghost in Hamlet.

In the sea he is the most clever swimmer, he dives to big depths and moves elegantly and vigilantly like a seal or a dolphin.

The most funny of it all is that there is a DVD series called "Pingo" to much amusement to my kids, grandchildren and myself. Gosh how funny!

The flow

I love the laminar flow
The calm and steady pressure
Sometimes increasing joy and pleasure
to unexpected and inimaginable limits

I fear the terror of turbulent flow
Imminent danger to my soul and body
Like when ligthning and thunder roars
I walk away and hide myself

The toolbox

Love is just a tool in the toolbox of Nature to achieve something natural. Just like hate. Our nose was made to put our glasses on and love to attach our life onto, id est Cause and Effect.
Ref. Candide by Voltaire

Our fate

In the tiny boat, with oars and a sail,
he moves about on the infinit ocean.

Above the sun burns ruthlessly or the thunder roars,
below the sharks are circling in his track.

Where the wind, the currents, the tempests
will push him he knows nothing about.

His interior mind is a vast ocean,
where his thoughts are like flocks of dolphins.

Maybe he is a soul, a soul with another life,
but this one to be destined by the others.

The wind blows

From where the wind comes and where it blows
we know nothing but that the clouds are blue.

The buds

In my interior cave there is a tiny garden
at the feet of the dreaming marble seraph
bunches of fragile pale violets in crevisses
buds of love to be nurtured and protected.

Your chance is now!

Everywhere I have been told as follows: Now you have your only chance, act! Now or never!

The truth is: He who acts instantly as he has all the powers and double that will win.

Some other truth: The true meaning of thinking is to stop acting and achieving. He who thinks and reflects has lost and will disappear.

Take part in a great sport event to see the truth of my saying: Take part in an elite cycling event over 180 km and you will learn how it is. You will certainly not get several chances. There are the same rules everywhere in life where I have been.

True Knowledge is the only way

The university is the only place to learn more and where to find out how things work
Geometry, math, statistics are elementary building blocks to start with and after that Science.

To be or not to be

The present tense - That's where it's important to be, it's the unique place - To drop everything else to be there.

A more true description

Our brain is a bush in our head. The bush can grow a little bit but so far it has stayed within the head. Our soul is what runs about in that bush, madness, obsessions, fobies of various types. Well, its not much to lol about.

On se sent pris d'angoisse …

Avoir une âme, une énergi, quelque chose de plus léger que la chair et qui s’échappe, se fonde dans l’éspace et laisse le corps seul dans son étau. /Anne Philipe

Do one thing!

A very great problem is that everybody tries to do everything all the time. The stress factor is great.

Wouldn't it be enough to do just one thing, but do it carefully and thoroughly, the one essential thing.

Why isn’t it enough to live calmly and don’t aspire for the unattainable? Why do guys wish for the impossible all the time?

However long the stepladder is, the unattainable will not be reached. Especially if it doesn't stands against the right wall. The longing will surpass all means.

Ref. Jean Follain

Rush on!

Wake up! Time is rushing on, it never waits for me and my dreaming Achieve now, later on it will be too late.
Then later, sitting on the platform in the rain waiting for the next train that will never come, we will have all the time in the world, we can sit there and miss it all. Like in Hamlet when the King speaks in Scene II of the dead brother they grief and woe.
“Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature
That we with wisest sorrow think on him”.

Benchmarking

Every age has its own benchmarking! Benchmarking is useful to know everything about. Indeed it is. Google for it.