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The thief left it behind
the moon
At my window Ryokan
'My body is a cage - Inside is a bird - I sleep and the bird goes - I do not know through which door of my body.'
I am the melody, the tune of the string dancing in and out of my body, breathing life on a pile of bones.
In inhaling I am the witness kissing the void, in exhaling this beautiful madness of illusion.
'Nothing has happened - and nothing will happen - What is there is there.'
A new river, a new body of dark fluid - snakes mingled with solid opaque liquid -
Ganga washing the shores of Vindhyachal jungle. Licked by the tongue of KaliKho it loses it watery solidity
and turns to flames anew.
Is this my painting? I can look at you and marvel - nothing seems of any importance yet means everything.
I am nothing, no ego, no self, no personality - just a witness in the wind. Always here - beyond time.
You laugh in this world, chopping of heads throwing them into the fire, or carry them in a chain around your neck.
A Baul means one afflicted with the wind disease - Mad.
Life is beautiful magic. 2014
All these things were wonderful and great. But I have grown nothing, knowing all. Ganesh Pyne
Seated on a bundle of rags, two poles with trisulas and a dog squeezed in behind his back. Blind of eyes and years. I saw him now and sixteen years ago in the same
fashion, at the same spot. No movements neither awake nor asleep. Rishikesh 2011
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Silently she rest slowly falling with years into her soil - remaining - the song of birds and leaves.
Her spirit fresh - the midday hour of snakes in silence 2009
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KHUB-AST: AFGHANSK - GODT - NØGEN - PÅKLÆDT - FRI - FÆNGSLET - KVINDE - I - ISLAM - LØFTES - FREM - LINJER - BRYDER - LAND - TOMHED - STØV - LYS
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Annica 2009
After making love, I was dipped in a bowl of many colours
forgetting all about human existence, only feeling the threads
of destiny running through me in an expanding void. 2007
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Primeval cow who nursed the first humans with her milk. She licked the ice creating the first human being. Nordic mythology
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Shy one, shy one - Shy one of my heart - She moves in the firelight - Pensively apart.
She carries in the dishes - And lays them in a row - To an isle in the water - With her would I go.
She carries in the candles - And lights the curtained room . Shy in the doorway - And shy in the gloom;
And shy as a rabbit - Helpful and shy - To an isle in thee water - With her would I fly.
W.B. Yeats
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In her absolute, primordial nakedness she is free from all covering of illusion.
She is Nature stripped of clothes.
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