The Magic of the Cities.

Zen promotes the rediscovery of the obvious, which is so often lost in its familiarity and simplicity. It sees the miraculous in the common and magic in our everyday surroundings. When we are not rushed, and our minds are unclouded by conceptualizations, a veil will sometimes drop, introducing the viewer to a world unseen since childhood. ~ John Greer

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Showing posts with label Valle de Potrero. Show all posts

Friday, July 22, 2016

The Woods


“My soul is in the sky.”
― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream


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THE CURRENT CHALLENGE
Fri Jul 22, 2016
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Tuesday, April 19, 2016

The Little Bridge


“If you are good at building bridges, you will never fall into the abyss!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

  
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Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Horse With No Name


"A Horse With No Name"

On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead

You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After nine days I let the horse run free
'Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love

You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

Dewey Bunnell


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Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Tones for Joan



“It is a good habit to thank always the bridge which takes you to the other side or to mention the name of the bridge or to take the photo of it or to repair it if you can! In short, do something good for those who do goodness for you!”
― Mehmet Murat Ildan


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Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Flying



“The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it.”
― J.M. BarriePeter Pan


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