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The one wich loves

Who loves, raves.
                                    Lord Byron




Am gasit pe un blog, ce inseamna dragostea Agape.Am ramas, mai mult decat surprinsa.

1. Dragostea AGAPE inseamna actiunea, nu doar o atitudine de bunavointa. Dragostea AGAPE inseamna a te impaca nu a sta la o distanta confortabila de nevoile altora. 

2. Dragostea AGAPE inseamna a iubi neconditionat pe cel care nu merita a fi iubit si nu raspunde la fel 

3. Dragostea AGAPE inseamna a te darui intr-un fel care vrea si lucreaza pentru binele suprem al celuilalt pentru ca nu are la baza un sentiment orb ci se bazeaza pe cunoasterea celuilalt. Astfel ea se straduieste sa cunoasca de ce are nevoie celalalt ( ceea ce implica responsabilitate din parte ei) si astfel stie ce-i face bine celuilalt.

4. Dragostea AGAPE inseamna a fi predat celuilalt permanent, fara rezerve nu doar atunci cind te simti bine sau doar atunci cind celalalt raspunde la dragostea ta.

5. Dragostea AGAPE inseamna a te purta in mod consistent aratind o grija permanenta pentru binele suprem al celuilalt.

6. Dragostea AGAPE este calea de capetenie si cea mai buna.

7. Si cel mai important Dragostea Agape stie sa astepte...



Hide in your shell cos the world is out to bleed you for a ride
What will you gain making your life a little longer?
Heaven or Hell, was the journey cold that gave you eyes of steel?
Shelter behind painting your mind and playing joker

Too frightening to listen to a stranger
Too beautiful to put your pride in danger
You're waiting for someone to understand you
But you've got demons in your closet
And you're screaming out to stop it
Saying life's begun to cheat you
Friends are out to beat you
Grab on to what you scramble for

Don't let the tears linger on inside now
Cos it's sure time you gained control
If I can help you, if I can help you
If I can help you, just let me know
Well, let me show you the nearest signpost
To get your heart back up on the road
If I can help you, if I can help you
If I can help you, just let me know 

All through the night as you lie awake and hold yourself so tight
What do you need, a second-hand movie-star to tend you?
I as a boy, I believed the saying the cure for pain was love
How would it be if you could see the world through my eyes?

Too frightening — the fire's becoming colder
Too beautiful — to think you're getting older
You're looking for someone to give an answer
But what you see is just illusion
You're surrounded by confusion
Saying life's begun to cheat you
Friends are out to beat you
Grab on to what you can scramble for

Don't let the tears linger on inside now
Cos it's sure time you gained control
If I can help you, if I can help you
If I can help you, just let me know
Well, let me show you the nearest signpost
To get your heart back and on the road
If I can help you, if I can help you
If I can help you, just let me know 

I wanna know...
I wanna know you...
Well let me know you
I wanna feel you
I wanna touch you
Please let me near you
Can you hear what I'm saying?
Well I'm hopin', I'm dreamin', I'm prayin'
I know what you're thinkin'
See what you're seein'
Never ever let yourself go

Hold yourself down, hold yourself down
Why d'ya hold yourself down?
Why don't you listen, you can 
Trust me
There's place I know the way to
A place there is no need to feel you
To feel that you bide alone.
Hear me
I know exactly what you're feelin'
vos all troubles are within you
please begin to see that I am bleeding too
Love me, love you
Loving is the way to
Help me, help you
— Why must we be so cool, oh so cool?
Oh, we're such damn fools...


cel mai important lucru in viata este sa mori. pana inveti e mai greu, dar dupa ce ai invatat sa mori, nimic nu iti aduce o bucurie mai mare decat moartea. fiindca nimic nu este mai viu, mai plin de viata decat  ea.


Iti multumesc

Daca ai fi venit, nimic nu se intampla cu mine, nimic nu s-ar fi intamplat in mine insami. Iti multumesc pentru ca nu ai venit cand te-am chemat. Iti multumesc pentru ca ai fost subiectul pasiunii mele, flacara care mi-a ars pana au devenit cenusa, toate dorintele mele. Fara o pasiune puternica, as fi continuat sa nu traiesc.  Acum incep -in sfarsit - sa traiesc, caci viata a trecut pe langa mine toti acesti patruzecisipatru de jumatate. 


"Three things that are basic for life transformation, that are ultimate in a way. 
The first: Be nonambitious. 
UNLESS AMBITION IS KILLED, you will remain in misery. Ambition is the source of all miseries. 
What is ambition? ’A’ wants to be ’B’, the poor wants to be rich, the ugly wants to be beautiful. 
Everyone longs to be someone else, something other than what he is. No one is content with 
himself. That’s what ambition is. 
Whatsoever you are, you are not content with it. This is ambition. Then you are bound to be in 
misery, because you cannot be anything else. You can only be yourself; nothing else is possible. All else is just futile, harmful, dangerous. You can waste your whole life, your whole existence. 
Whatsoever you are, you are. Accept it; don’t desire it to be otherwise. This is what nonambition means. Nonambitiousness is basic to all spiritual transformation, because once you accept yourself, many things start happening. But the first thing.... If you accept yourself totally, the first thing that happens to you is a nontense life. There is no tension. You don’t want to be anything else; there is nowhere else to go. Then you can be here and now. There is no comparison. You yourself are unique. You no longer think in terms of others. 
Then there is no future. Ambition needs future, it needs space to grow. It cannot grow here and now; there is no space. This moment is so small, so atomic. Ambition needs the future; and the greater the ambition, the greater the future that is needed. 

Remember, you cannot be ambitious in the present moment. It is impossible. There is no space. 
The present moment is so atomic, so small, that you cannot move in it. You can be in it, but you 
cannot desire in it. It is long enough to be, but it is not long enough for desiring. To desire you need 
future, time. Really, time exists because of desire. For the trees here, there is no time. For the birds 
singing here, there is no time. For the stars and for the sun and for the earth, there is no time. Time exists because of human desire. If humanity was not on this earth, there would be no time; there would be no past and no future. 
Your desire creates the future. Your memory creates the past. They are both parts of your mind. 
Don’t desire, and the future disappears. And when there is no future, how can you be tense? How? 
There is no possibility of being tense if there is no future And if there is no past – if you know that it is simply memory, the dust collected on the way – how can there be any anxiety? With the past, anxiety enters. And with the future – plans, imaginations, projections – tension exists. When the past drops and the future is not open, you are here, now. No anxiety, no tension, no anguish. 
Nonambition means to accept yourself as you are. But that doesn’t mean that there is no possibility of growth. On the contrary, when you accept yourself as you are the transformation sets in. You start growing, but the dimension differs. Then the dimension is not in the future but in the eternal. 
Know this distinction well. You can move in two ways. If you move in the future, you are moving in the mind: a fiction, a dream world. If you don’t move in the future, then a different dimension becomes open for you from this very moment You are moving in the eternal. The eternal is hidden in the moment. If you can be here right now, in the moment, you have entered the eternal. If you go on thinking of the future and the past, you are living in the temporal. The temporal is the world. 
There is no need of any technique to meditate. It is enough. It will do all that is needed. But how can you be in the now if you are ambitious? 
The ambitious mind cannot be in the now. It can be anywhere else but it cannot be in the now. 
The ambitious mind always moves away from the present. It is thinking of that which is .o come; it is thinking of tomorrow. It is thinking of an afterlife; it is not interested in the life that is here. It is interested in something that should be. It is not interested in the ’is’; it is always interested in the ’ought’, in the ’should’. That interest is nonreligious. A religious mind, a religious consciousness, is interested in existence as it is. The first thing is KILL OUT ambition totally so that you can be here and now, so that you can enter the eternal."

All life is a manifestation of the spirit, the manifestation of love

"Start listening to sounds, let music be your meditation. Listen to the sounds, all kinds of sounds. They are all divine – even the market noise, even the sounds that are created in the traffic. This airplane, that train, all sounds have to be listened to so attentively and silently and lovingly... as if you are listening to music. And you will be surprised: you can transform all sounds into music; they are music. All that is needed is our attitude: if we are resistant, the sound becomes noise; if we are receptive, loving, the sound becomes music. The same thing can be noise to somebody and to somebody else, music. If you have not heard your classical music it will be just noise. If you love it and you have sympathy for it, it is just out of this world, it is of the beyond. People in the East who are not acquainted with the Western music think this is just crazy noise. Whenever you don't fall in tune with something it becomes noise; when you fall in tune with it, when you start vibrating with it, when there is a harmony between you and it, it becomes music. And great is the joy when you can convert all sounds into music. Then your whole life starts becoming a rhythm. And listening to sounds will be very helpful. Not to any sound in particular, because that becomes a concentration. Mm? this noise of the train... the traffic, some dog starts barking... an airplane passes by; all have to be accepted. Not that you have to concentrate on any sound – listen to all sounds from everywhere. You have just to be alert, listening, with no choice. That will help you immensely and that will become your meditation. Listening to the ocean, or listening to the thundering of the clouds, or listening to the rain falling heavily, just put your ego aside, because there is no need... The ocean is not going to attack you, the rain is not going to attack you, the trees are not going to attack you – there is no need of any defense. To be vulnerable to life as such, to existence as such, you will be getting these moments continuously. Soon it will become your very life. "


Atunci exista iubire.

"The love that lasts longest is the love that is never returned."

Putem oare intalni iubirea, asa cum uneori intalnim un frumos apus de soare? 

Mi se pare ca pentru aceasta este nevoie de o pasiune arzatoare, insa de o pasiune pura, lipsita de orice tel, de orice determinare senzuala.

Un om care nu stie ce e pasiunea, nu va cunoaste niciodata ce este iubirea, fiindca iubirea se naste numai atunci cand exista o totala lepadare de sine. 

O minte care cauta iubirea sau adevarul nu este o minte cu adevarat pasionata.

A intalni iubirea fara a o cauta este singura cale de a o gasi:

a ajunge la ea pe neasteptate si nu ca rezultat al unor sfortari sau al unor experiente. O astfel de iubire nu se supune timpului;

o astfel de iubire este in acelasi timp personala si impersonala, este atat pentru individ cat si pentru multime. 

IUBIREA este asemenea unei flori care isi daruieste parfumul: o putem mirosi sau putem trece nepasatori pe langa ea. 

Floarea se afla acolo pentru toti, dar mai ales pentru cei care isi dau osteneala sa-i soarba parfumul si sa o priveasca cu incantare.

Putin importa pentru floare faptul ca suntem in gradina alaturi de ea, sau ca ne aflam departe; ea continua sa imprastie in jur suavul sau parfum pentru toata lumea.

Iubirea este intotdeauna vie, noua, proaspata. Pentru ea nu exista ieri sau maine. Ea se afla dincolo de tumultul gandirii. 

Numai mintea inocenta stie ce este iubirea si numai mintea inocenta poate trai in aceasta lume care nu este inocenta.

Acest lucru extraordinar pe care omul l-a cautat vesnic prin sacrificiu, prin adorare, prin sexualitate, prin placeri si dureri de tot felul, va putea fi intalnit numai atunci cand gandirea, intelegandu-se pe sine, isi va gasi in mod firesc propriul sfarsit. Atunci iubirea nu mai are contrar, atunci iubirea nu mai are conflict.

Va intrebati poate:

"Daca gasesc o astfel de iubire, ce se va intampla cu sotul meu, sau cu sotia mea, cu copiii mei, cu familia mea? Ei au nevoie de o anumita siguranta."

Daca va framantati in felul acesta, este pentru ca nu v-ati aflat niciodata dincolo de campul gandirii, dincolo de campul constiintei.

Daca v-ati fi aflat acolo macar o singura data, n-ati mai fi ridicat o astfel de problema, caci ati fi stiut prea bine ce inseamna acea iubire in care nu exista gandire, in care nu exista timp. 

Poate ca ceea ce spun va incanta si, intr-o anumita masura, va produce o stare de hipnoza, dar a merge dincolo de gandire si de timp - ceea ce inseamna a merge dincolo de suferinta - inseamna a fi constient ca exista o dimensiune diferita numita iubire. 

Nestiind sa ajungeti la aceasta sursa extraordinara, ce va ramane de facut? Nimic, nu-i asa? Absolut nimic. Atunci, launtric, sunteti cu desavarsire tacuti. Intelegeti oare ce inseamna asta? 

Inseamna ca nu mai cautati, ca nu mai doriti, ca nu mai urmariti nimic - pe scurt, ca nu mai exista centru.

Atunci exista iubire. 

fragment din Krishnamurti


floriploiesteanu-dupa nume baiat din Ploiesti- e fata de fapt, si traieste-n Bucuresti…

aşa-mi ziceai în 24 iulie 2008…

Închid ochii…şi te privesc 
cum păşeşti pe creasta inimii mele…
şi ea se înmoaie-n tăcere 
sub picioarele-ţi goale …
simţi catifeaua mângâind 
pielea tălpilor tale, 
şi lumina din ochi îţi coboară 
să lumineze în cale…
strălucind, se-nfioară văzând 
cum păşeşte pe-o mare de sânge, 
şi un ţipăt îţi scapă cu atâta candoare…
Repede mintea-mi croşetează un gând, 
aruncându-l ca pe-un năvod în mare, 
şi îţi strigă să-l prinzi şi să te salvezi 
de la înnecare, în aburii sângelui meu 
evaporat în căldura de soare…
tu te întinzi…dar îţi alunecă 
printre degetele răsfirate, 
căci e împletit din iluzii
răsucite între ele, croşetate…
îţi simt ţipătul în inima mea 
şi din ea răsare un val, 
ce duios şi cu milă 
îl transform într-un cal…
te las să-l struneşti, 
să-ncaleci pe el şi să pleci…
să îţi împrăştii spaima ancestrală pe veci…
c-o mantie de furtună te-a cuprins, 
dar nu vreau să te las, de-al ei întuneric învins…
Dar plecând pe calul din inima mea, 
ţi-a rămas pe tălpi căldura din ea…
şi aburul sângelui meu clocotind, 
l-a respirat pielea ta fremătând…
acum poţi pleca…locul rămas gol, 
dar tot cald, din inima mea, 
îţi păstrează forma ce-ai lăsat-o în ea…şi-i a mea…

Să Fii...

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