“Ein Buch muss die Axt sein für das gefrorene Meer in uns”

Franz Kafka

 discombombulated

Weltgefühle wie Gerüche

world feelings like aroma

streichen vorüber

huschen vorbei wie ein wehender Schleier

so viele Perspektiven hat das Leben

Perspektiven wie eine Suppe aus Lebenswelten

Lebensgefühlen

Manchmal husche ich für eine Sekunde in sie hinein

der Sprache nicht zugänglich, nur den Sinnen

Sie schmecken unverkennbar nach sich selbst

Wie ein Duft den man eben noch nicht kannte

überraschend erschienen

direkt aufgesogen

ein kurzes Auftauchen in ein anderes Bewusstsein

auf einen Blick gefühlt

ein sprachloses alles erfassendes Sehen

wie an ein früheres Lebenserleben

"The Mushroom at the End of the World: On the Possibility of Life in Capitalist Ruins" is a book by the anthropologist Anna Lowenhaupt Tsing. The book describes and analyses the globalised commodity chains of matsutake mushrooms. And Sophie Strand is a poet about it. 

"Because of the routines we follow, we often forget that life is an ongoing adventure...and the sooner we realize that, the quicker we will be able to treat life as art: to bring all our energies to each encounter, to remain flexible enough to notice and admit when what we expected to happen did not happen. We need to remember that we are created creative and can invent new scenarios as frequently as they are needed."

 Maya Angelou

The basic rules count for every atom. Rules as an abstract description of our living condition are at the same time a requirement for existence, and in a broader sense for our well-being. We can choose to ignore them, but if we do for too long, we feel the consequences. 

The paradox is that we are oftentimes more of a wizard than we think (maybe because we refuse to embrace that being a wizard takes work and discipline and doesn't come for free) but in the end, the universe will always be the greater wizard. Our own wisdom can only reach its highest potential in so far as we are able to recognise the universal rules as mandatory.

Pollution to the core

Being in the forest reminds me of how much humanity has to lose. 

Too many of us have already lost our connection to nature, don't know or have forgotten how it is to feel that deep nourishing connection, don't really emotionally relate to the meaning of the phrase "mother earth". If just more people would feel it - then they would be more keen on protecting it. We have begun to destroy it beyond repair. We're robbing us of our most precious well of life and even more - our very basis of existence. It's not "just" climate change - it's a pollution of our holiest haven that reaches into every pore of our mother. 

That's to be taken literally. Mircoplastic has been found in the deepest point of the sea, the Mariana trench). And the poison you don't see, which doesn't enfold it's dangerous potential directly but over the course of time, it lingers into every part of our environment, it creeps into every animal and plant and fungus, and it will take much pain and patience for future generations and the whole ecosystem to deal with.

dear forest

 From the perspective of my soul, the forest ist my oyster. The forest is my well. 

I desiccated in the shallow city life. Affectivity flattens in the rush of overbearing hustle, hustle without compensation. The stress numbs my senses. 

The forest brings me back to life.

 You can see an elephant in a room no matter how silent he is.

 "Listen to yourself talk, as if a stranger was talking. Try not to identify too much with what you are saying. Then, observe. See if what you are saying makes you feel stronger, physically, or weaker. If it makes you feel weaker, stop saying it. Try to reformulate your speech until you can feel the ground under your feet solidifying. Then practice only saying things that make you strong.

Stop trying to use your speech to get what you want. You don’t necessarily know what you want. Instead, try to articulate what you believe to be true as carefully as possible. Then, accept the outcome. Assume that your truth, as lived and spoken, will produce the best possible outcome.

It’s an act of faith. But so is every other way of being."

Jordan Peterson

Mind cramp

Once in a while stop and listen. Energy goes to waste when body and mind start to cramp in the process of chasing success in burning ambition. Laugh about it and let yourself play again. It's an adult game. Postpone some fun but keep up a bit of swag, please.