A common space for harmonic peacemakers
- Maurice Béjart - Boléro De Ravel - (last part)
The Muses in myth, Function in society, Function in literature
Muse reading a scroll, perhaps Clio -
The Muses Clio, Euterpe, and Thalia, by Eustache Le Sueur
Melpomene and Polyhymnia, Palacio de Bellas Artes, Mexico
Gustave Moreau, Hesiod and the Muse (1891) - Musée d'Orsay, Paris
"Sing to me of the man, Muse, the man of twists and turns driven time and again off course, once he had plundered the hallowed heights of Troy."
O Muses, O high genius, aid me now! O memory that engraved the things I saw, Here shall your worth be manifest to all!
Muse, American marble statue, artist unknown (c. 1820) - Baltimore Museum of Art
Thalia, muse of comedy, holding a comic mask - detail of “Muses Sarcophagus”, the nine Muses and their attributes; marble, early second century AD, Via Ostiense - Louvre
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for the love....
walking in a sacred manner: for the love
for love of the universe...of this world...of this life...of family...of her...of me.
I do it for life. I do it because i know who and what i am.
Because i do not just love myself.
I do it because when you can see and live in the pathway...
it becomes responsibility and duty to do the right thing.
Because in this world their right and wrong is wrong no matter what.
I do what i do because i love to be loved by everything...
the flowers, bees, the grasses and trees...
i love the wind and the rain...the way the sun warms my skin.
I love to know i am part of it all...making me whole!
I know that by simply being there is a chain reaction...
good medicine flowing in and out...to spread like wildfire...a cultural wildfire...
So in order for me to live...to simply be...the love has to flow...
the realization that we are connected to everything...my love grows.
Wow...a thousand times a day i become that which becomes my thoughts...
I am not man apart...i am man immersed, with respect and honor...
in place...in this sacred place. Nothing is object...stands alone...
when you see something you see everything...
the bee is nothing without the flower, without the soil,
without the rain, without the sun.
This is why i do what i do...
because everything is connected, everything is a deep basic natural truth.
My life falls in place...place knows me...there is reciprocity.
I know my blood belongs to everything...my love is everything.
There in the deepness of the natural community...
the spirit that moves thru all things...is the heart of all that is.
Thats why i live the way i do...loving everything at once,
all the time...open my heart in acceptance of what is.
I do it to stop the clearcuts, stop animal abuse, to stop mass enslavement,
stop the inhumanity...if i can do this within myself, then so can everyone else.
I know love doesnt imply pacifism...
i love life more than enough to defend and die for that which nurtures me.
I live in this world...with this world...I live in whats hapenning now.
Place is identity, i am everything this place is...i am everything every place is.
I live for the love of the universe, of this world, of my fellow beings,
the tribe...of her!.....
By Adrian Sepulveda
truth at its core II
This is the truth. Humanity is an animal,
born of this earth in the womb of this universe.
Forever being born into a living sacrament within the web of life.
To be equal, no more, no less. To live in a unique way,
but that way forever to be lived,
immersed and embedded as just another subject
in the sacred web of being.
Humanity having been nourished thru this biological,
ecological, spiritual umbilical that is basic natural truth
as all other beings have done since the beginning of life itself.
From this way life has brought forth gorgeous manifestations of itself
and we see this thru all the diverse complex ways of being that surround us,
in and out. Everything lives, everything dies.
Nothing will stand outside these laws. Basic natural truth.
~ Adrian Sepulveda
truth at its core
Truth is a wildfire, it consumes the void, melting away the shell of ego.
Truth is a tidal wave, crashing against the walls of denial,
washing away the soil that is untruth,
cleansing the spirit of the blackened hand.
Truth is an earthquake, swallowing the foundation of all evil.
Forever entombing the wicked ways of a human culture gone mad.
Truth is the hurricane battering down the illusions
that man thinketh makes him the ruler of the universe.
Truth is the tornado that spins the web into being by bringing death,
but also life.
Truth is the sunrise, the start of a new day full of the truth that so
permeates the universe, manifested in the hearts of all.
Truth is in the eyes of all that is life,
it is the reflection we see in its heart.
In death there is life and in life there is death.
basic natural truth.
~ Adrian Sepulveda
YOUR MY REFUGE
Your my poem
my inspiration,
you fill my
day-dreams
with burning
desires.
In the stillness
of the night
I seek you out.
Your my refuge
in the storm,
the beat of my
heart.
Without you
I would not be.
"PEACE
NOT WAR
GENEROSITY
NOT GREED
EMPATHY
NOT HATE
CREATIVITY
NOT DESTRUCTION
EVERYBODY
NOT JUST US"
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Windy Willow (Salix Tree)
Artist Silvia Hoefnagels
Ireland NOV 2020
(image copyright Silvia Hoefnagels)
She writes,
"Love, acceptance and inclusion. Grant us peace."
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