fredag den 19. april 2013

A serious matter ?





A serious matter ?

Few know today Münchhausens adventure. About the baron who is going to be caught off guard  by a wolf, and makes the cut, by taking hold of the wolf's intestines and turn it inside out on it.

Fewer know the Baptism of faith,
which is a serious event for an adult human may be as dramatic since it is comparable with everting a "foxfur" who gets turned inside out. 

The man who undergoes such an awesome transformation, can not be a "Foxman" any more, but has gone from being sleeping inwardly in his lifestyle to be extreme outwardly free and naked in the open countryside surrounded by foxes.





Nogle få kender idag  til Münchhausens eventyr. Om  baronen, der her bliver overrumplet af en ulv, og klarer skærene ved at tage fat i ulvens tarme og vende vrangen ud på den.

Endnu færre kender til Troens dåb, som er en alvorlig begivenhed for et voksent menneske, den kan være lige så dramatisk idet denne dåb kan sanmmenlignes med udkrængning af en "rævepels", som bliver vendt på vrangen.

Det menneske der undergår en sådan forvandling kan ikke mere være et "Rævmenneske" men er gået fra at være sovende indvortes i sin livsstil til at blive ekstrem udvortes, fri og nøgen i det åbne landskab omgivet af ræve. 
(RH-ComposingStick)









tirsdag den 16. april 2013

About Community ?




Community is to some extent a good, but one may subjugate the fact that a man is an isolated creature, almost an island based on recognition and awareness of a spiritual inner community.
In this case would all foolish flock tendencies be limited only by a person's awareness of loneliness in company with the creator of life.


My conclusion in  part of this text are as follows:
If you for example. stay in a church community,
or order of monks as it was 'an internment camp' in relation to the outside world. This goes also for other faiths and orientations remaining on board, you will have an explanation problem facing the holy agency of your life.

mandag den 15. april 2013

The living Word !




As a witness I live,
my witness desk  
is my body, which I cling to.
 
The surroundings  is like
passive creatures.
Sometimes the prosecutor's tools
in courtroom
of life.

What do I have  
to offer here facing  
prosecution figurants ?

The Now  
or power of the word ?

Here is my limerick:
 
The past is gone, 
the moments too.
The word is always near to you !