"The Mirror in Amazement" – 11441 rezultate
0.01 secundeMeilisearchJiddu Krishnamurti
The core of Krishnamurti\'s teaching is contained in the statement he made in 1929 when he said: \'Truth is a pathless land\'. Man cannot come to it through any organisation, through any creed, through any dogma, priest or ritual, not through any philosophic knowledge or psychological technique. He has to find it through the mirror of relationship, through the understanding of the contents of his own mind . . . Statement by Krishnamurti in 1981. Jiddu Krishnamurti was born on 11th May 1895 in Madanapalle, a town in south India, the eighth child in a middle-class family. At an early age he was adopted by Annie Besant, then the President of the Theosophical Society, with its headquarters in Madras. She took Krishnamurti and his brother Nitya to England where she had them educated privately. On Krishnamurti\'s return to India while still in his teens, Theosophists proclaimed him to be the world teacher whose coming they had been awaiting. They built a large and rich order round him, with...
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ATArseny Tarkovsky
Arseny Alexandrovich Tarkovsky (Russian: Арсе́ний Алекса́ндрович Тарко́вский, June 25 [O.S. June 12] 1907, Elisavetgrad – May 27, 1989, Moscow) was a prominent Russian poet and translator. His poems appeared in the films The Mirror and Stalker, directed by Andrei Tarkovsky, his son. Tarkovsky was born in Elisavetgrad to the family of a Narodnik on June 24 N.S. 1907. By 1924 he had moved to Moscow, and from 1924-1925 he worked for a newspaper for railroad workers called "Gudok." Tarkovsky managed a section that was to be filled by an editorial written in verse, that was supposedly easier for the readers than the ordinary prosaic editorials. Each day, Tarkovsky would either write such poetical editorials himself, or find somebody else to do it. Needless to say, the poetry of these editorials...
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GKGabriel J. Khazini
Broken glass still echoes in his heart as broken mirrors, Heart that once danced love and fear... And thus all puppets sing the song that hurt the puppeteer
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the crow
un spectru bantuie Europa
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TJThe Rave parties going Jester
nu stiu cum naiba sa scap de contul asta infect
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The Shadow
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BBBen Ber
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Alex Dan
21 de ani,imi place singuratatea,observ si judec, imi place sa ma joc cu realitatea,scriu poezie si proza. Sper sa va placa...
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Matei Alexandru Marian
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Anca Emancipatu
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in the mirror is my life
de andronache virgil-nicolae
in the mirror is my life trăiesc. numai virtual mi se spune că sunt. că exist moloz. toate insectele universului numai când mă spăl pe dinți. spume la gură. numai atunci îmi amintesc. de ultima...
a kind of self-portrait in the mirror
de Ela Victoria Luca
întorc oglinda îți văd chipurile traversând camera fiecare pe muchia lui fiecare spunând altă versiune a istoriei tale apariții bizare îți iscălesc numele pe mâneca mea pe tivul rochiei pe linia...
The Killer in Me
de Raluca
It was the cold shiver of sudden understanding that woke me from the trance: had I really done it or was it just my imagination? And with quivering arms I raised the gun, its barrel hot and smoking,...
Somewhere in the DARK ... It was a holy man
de Luca Tiberiu
Somewhere in the DARK ... It was a holy man For bein' dead so many lost live Wonder how long before the soul dies, Today I heard you cry for the firs time, It was the worst time The way I heard you...
While the moon…
de Ileana Ioan
While the red moon started waxing I was laying on thy bed; Shadows of the night were dancing Round the candles by your bed. And as time was passing slowly Weariness grew in my head. In his arms I...
Două lecturi în indeterminarea văzului – Sabato vs. Tarkovsky
de Ioana Petcu
Când am venit în lumea asta n-am știut că sunt în anticamera cu așteptări, dar am desfăcut firul și am început să nu mă mai îndoiesc. Fie că e o atmosferă beckettiană, fie una flaubertiană sau...
Haiku și tanka
de Marian Nicolae TOMI
* ceaiul dă în foc - the tea is boiling - cu ochii pierduți pe câmp the eyes lost on the field închizând geamul closing the window * privind un lemn uscat – looking at a dry log - înflorind fără...
Ascuti creioane
de neculea corneliu
in biroul central al colectiilor tale de duminica ascuti creioanele cu care iti vei desena pasii de dans on the air floor feminin,inodor tu nu bagi de seama ca susotesc prea tare impresiile si...
An everlasting love
de Filip Ruxandra
It was the middle of the night when he first saw me. I was no bigger then 5 centimeters and I was looking into the mirror, dressed in my new little white dress. I didn’t realize till late that I was...
Sonet 126
de Cristian Vasiliu
It rains with shivers in my zealot vow To whom I was, to elder that I’ll be; No lucid spring will blossom in the knee, After the chaos of the falling crow. No half or faked answers and no plea To...