and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little death
That brings obliteration.
I will face my fear
I will permit it
To pass over me
And through me.
And when it has gone past…
I will turn the inner eye
To see its path.
Where the fear has gone
There will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
Dune
Frank Herbert
Om mani padme hum
Ongmanibamai oum shi
Ongmanibamai
Ongmanibamai oum shi
Ongmanibamai
You hope your family and you will be forever young
You are waiting for the mercy from the god of love
As the disintegration is against the law of the universe
Heart is boundless, yet in the blink of an eye it faces its end
You hope your family and you will be forever young
You are waiting for the mercy from the god of love
As the disintegration is against the law of the universe
Heart is boundless, yet in the blink of an eye it faces its end
Ongmanibamai oum shi
Ongmanibamai
Ongmanibamai oum shi
Ongmanibamai
“Your vision will become clear only when
you can look into your own heart.
Who looks outside, dreams.
Who looks inside, awakes.”
I took a nap today and when I woke up, the sound of torrential downpour led me to the office balcony. I opened the window to breathe the air that I knew would smell lovely.
As I looked around my humble balcony area (which btw is in need of some serious cleaning), I noticed these beautiful little ripples in the water that accumulated on the floor and they reminded me of design patterns that I work with—concentric circles or waves—common elements in oriental artwork.
What made these especially captivating to me was how they were so random and in their randomness, they created this kind of serene all-encompassing music that filled me with so much peace.