do you know what you know?
and will you know you'll never know
that you dont know?
Fable of the Mermaids and the Drunks
when she came in totally naked.
They had been drinking: they began to spit.
Newly come from the river, she knew nothing.
She was a mermaid who had lost her way.
The insults flowed down her gleaming flesh.
Obscenities drowned her golden breasts.
Not knowing tears, she did not weep tears.
Not knowing clothes, she did not have clothes.
They blackened her with burnt corks and cigarette stubs,
and rolled around laughing on the tavern floor.
She did not speak because she had no speech.
Her eyes were the colour of distant love,
her twin arms were made of white topaz.
Her lips moved, silent, in a coral light,
and suddenly she went out by that door.
Entering the river she was cleaned,
shining like a white stone in the rain,
and without looking back she swam again
swam towards emptiness, swam towards death.
Poem by Pablo Neruda
The Slavery of Wealth
Don't worry be Happy
death is not here
and when it does come
we no longer exist
Epicurus on Happiness 2 of 3 (9:51)
Epicurus on Happiness 3 of 3 (4:08)
and when it does come
we no longer exist
References
The Teachings of Epicurus
Epicurus on Happiness 1 of 3 (9:58)Epicurus on Happiness 2 of 3 (9:51)
Epicurus on Happiness 3 of 3 (4:08)
Measure of all Things
Man is the measure of all things
Things that are what they are
Things that are not what they are not
Things that are what they are
Things that are not what they are not
Protagoras - Greek Philosopher, 490– 420 BC
Know Thyself
inner self
hidden mystery in the obvious
earnest insights
many questions many answers nothing clear
doubt on doubt
each question gets an answer
and disappears