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martina

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i love cooking. chewing on fresh spices. The Bus. north shore. riding kamehameha highway. summer sun that never sets. writing; though it all goes to waste. singing out loud--head through window--all hours of the day. dancing myself exhausted. reading. currently being seduced by several authors. dreaming; both the conscious and the unconscious kind. i spend my days among the sick and pretentious, learning how to heal. i'm picky about friends and lovers, but i love the ones i pick. i am an enfp hermit. but if anything, i am a woman.
"Life is short, and it is sinful to waste one's time. They say I'm active. But being active is still wasting one's time, if in doing one loses oneself. Today is a resting time, and my heart goes off in search of itself. If an anguish still clutches me, it's when I feel this impalpable moment slip through my fingers like quicksilver. Let those who wish to turn their backs upon the world. I have nothing to complain of, since I can see myself being born. At the moment, my whole kingdom is of this world. This sun and these shadows, this warmth and this cold rising from the depths of the air: why wonder if something is dying or if men suffer, since everything is written on this window where the sun sheds its plenty as a greeting to my pity? I can say and in a moment i shall say that what counts is to be human and simple. No, what counts is to be true, and then everything fits in, humanity and simplicity. When am I truer than when I am the world? My cup brims over berfore I have time to desire. Eternity is there and I was hoping for it. What I wish for now is no longer happiness but simply awareness." A. Camus -The Wrong Side and the Right Side-
"The presence of thoughts is more important than our subjective judgment of them." C.G. Jung -Memories, Dreams, Reflections-
I was trying to daydream, but my mind kept wandering" Steven Wright
"To transcend the material world (and thus gain insight into the essence of things), to transcend the senses (and thus gain knowledge of the soul), to transcend the ego (and thus feel united with all creation), to transcend even time (and thus feel the force of past lives and prophecies): these are the lofty goals of the sage, and in their heart of hearts all Idealists honor this quest." David Keirsey
"As the eye to the sun, so the soul corresponds to God. (...) With a truly tragic delusion these theologians fail to see that it is not a matter of proving the existence of the light, but of blind people who do not know that their eyes could see. It is high time we realized that it is pointless to praise the light and preach it if nobody can see it. It is much more needful to teach people the art of seeing." C.G. Jung -Psychology & Alchemy-
"No doubt, when modesty was made a virtue, it was a very advantageous thing for the fools; for everybody is expected to speak of himself as if he were one. This is levelling down indeed! for it comes to look as if there were nothing but fools in the world." Schopenhauer -Parerga & Paralipomena-
"What inspires respect for woman, and often enough even fear, is her nature, which is more "natural" than man's, the genuine, cunning suppleness of a beast of prey, the tiger's claw under the glove, the naïveté of her egoism, her uneducability and inner wildness, the incomprehensibility, scope, and movement of her desires and virtues." Nietzsche -Beyond Good & Evil-
"The task is endless, it's true. But we are here to pursue it. I do not have enough faith in reason to subscribe to a belief in progress or to any philosophy of history. I do believe at least that man's awareness of his destiny has never ceased to advance. We have not overcome our condition, and yet we know it better. We know that we live in contradiction and do what is needed to reduce it. Our task as men is to find the few principles that will calm the infinite anguish of free souls. We must mend what has been torn apart, make justice imaginable again in a world so obviously unjust, give happiness a meaning once more to people poisoned by the misery of the century. Naturally, it is a superhuman task. But superhuman is the term for tasks men take a long time to accomplish, that's all." A. Camus -The Almond Trees-

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My Blog

Moving back to Hawai’i

to all my friends on the island; i'm coming back! arriving september 16th. if you're still in paradise, let me know and we'll meet up...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 11:39:00 GMT

A Relentless Descent

A Relentless Descent     They study mechanics across the lawnin a brick building with windows still lit. A yellowish light that fades into darkness. This balcony can fit a single chair pressed between...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Oct 2006 10:20:00 GMT

The Dragon

The Dragon   I want to devour myself like the dragon swallowing its tail. An acrid taste of old and new. Spit. And the sky drops underground while earth covers the sun. I stand on head, feet f...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Nov 2006 11:27:00 GMT

The Unnamed Painting

The Unnamed Painting   I am fumbling through all the papers towering my nightstand when I see the painting--a Navajo woman in the New Mexico desert. Purple dress, long dark hair, she bends over s...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Jul 2006 13:15:00 GMT

The Experiment

The Experiment   How long can darkness reign? I'll be the test and proof. Nights last all day now that the earth turns away. I sleep walk and time drags behind.    Senseless living ...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 14:36:00 GMT

Hiding Stones

Hiding Stones   My brain is blocked and refusing to expel what I should have been rid off long ago. They hide in all those gyrus and grooves, twisting my head. Washed dirty they remain sta...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Sep 2006 14:45:00 GMT

Gray

Gray I want to pull light and dark apart, but they're merely different shades of each other--mirror of flaws, reflecting what the other desires. If this is right, then you are wrong, but truth doesn't...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 08:35:00 GMT

Wretched Dreams

Wretched Dreams   I slide through time as irreparable memories chase the infidelity of my human heart. How can one forget what was never meant to be? Gems from a torn dress lay scattered on the ...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Aug 2006 03:34:00 GMT

About Hope

About Hope   I pull legs to chin and think about hope. Pandora's last gift cursing the calm of man. A woman sent to quench fire always leaves cinders behind.   Sumptuous intentions...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Aug 2006 03:50:00 GMT

Air

Air   Walking under trees I see the sun through leaves, burning at dawn--whispers of fire while Prometheus sleeps in his chains. Sitting on a stone I hear rippleson the river, a fish gasping f...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Jul 2006 14:07:00 GMT