dreaming in the void

Surrender

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Mon, 08 Apr 2013 17:36:27 PDT

Let sleep sleep Let dreams dream Let breath breathe Let feelings feel Let pain suffer Let life live Let death die Surrender

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The Art of Dying

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Thu, 14 Mar 2013 05:48:39 PDT

That which prevents me, and I suppose most of you, from being truly honest, from being truly myself in every single moment, in every act and word that comes out of my being is but one thing: fear. Read more »

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The Wall, pt.2

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Wed, 06 Mar 2013 15:40:40 PST

Well... looks like someone has been playing the "I know the Truth, so listen to me" game. A few hours ago my idealist self wrote this text about conditioning, what I called the Wall, and how it prevents us from seeing the Truth of who we are. And that our role and practise in our lives should be one of paying attention and not let our lowest emotions, thoughts and cravings manifest in our actions and speech. That's all very nice and beautiful for sure. But actually I admit...

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The Wall, pt.1

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Wed, 06 Mar 2013 14:00:36 PST

«The Infinite Always has it been costly to me this barren hill and this fence, which everywhere from my sight the ultimate horizon excludes. But sitting and gazing, endless spaces beyond it, and superhuman silences, and a profound quietude in my thoughts I take refuge; where for a while my heart does not torment me. And like the wind that whispers through the leaves, I keep comparing that infinite silence to this voice: and upon me the eternal is revealed and the dead seasons and the...

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Intentions

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Tue, 05 Mar 2013 04:41:42 PST

If I pay attention and observe the whole process of writing a text for this blog from the beginning to end, I can see that behind my conscious and rational intentions, which are to share information, ideas, self-expression and so on, there are also other more subtle or unconscious intentions and expectations. Read more »

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Honesty

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Sat, 16 Feb 2013 10:55:26 PST

There's so much stuff happening inside me both emotionally and intellectually sometimes that it's difficult to make any sense of it. When I try to use this blog to alleviate some of that tension and express my inner weirdness it quickly becomes a maze of words, ideas, and I can easily loose track of what I was trying to express. This because my mind has this tendency to over-analyse everything even itself, reaching an exponential point of no-return where the conclusion is most of the...

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No Mind, True Heart

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Wed, 13 Feb 2013 16:42:48 PST

I've been experimenting in the last couple of years with visiting places like monasteries where it was possible to meet people interested in spirituality and also have a feeling for the spiritual practices and life styles carried out in such places. I came to the conclusion that reality might be a bigger mess or an infinitely trickier puzzle than what I thought it was. Maybe the problem was I started out with just that: thought and no experience. Maybe we can't really put a...

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The First Noble Truth

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Sat, 02 Feb 2013 17:04:16 PST

Excerpt from "The Four Noble Truths" by Ajahn Sumedho: A HANDFUL OF LEAVES The Blessed One was once living at Kosambi in a wood of simsapa trees. He picked up a few leaves in his hand, and he asked the bhikkhus, ‘How do you conceive this, bhikkhus, which is more, the few leaves that I have picked up in my hand or those on the trees in the wood? ‘The leaves that the Blessed One has picked up in his hand are few, Lord; those in the wood are far...

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The Real Prophecy

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Sat, 26 Jan 2013 09:57:39 PST

When we detach ourselves from our daily affairs, from our own biased views, opinions, perception filters, social conditioning (culture/the program), fears, cravings and so on, in other words our entire reality-tunnel, our perception of reality changes quite a bit. From this refreshed point of view we can better look into the reality of the human condition both in the micro and the macro levels. Also, and perhaps most importantly, we acquire a different perspective of our own internal processes....

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Inner Space and the Astronaut Neuron

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Sun, 25 Nov 2012 19:20:10 PST

A small tale to tell your kids before they go to bed: Once upon a time on a perfectly normal blood cycle, a small little neuron in someone's brain, without quite knowing why, began to wonder about who he was after all, and what thing is this going around about the Great Brain that all other neurons speak about and to whom they say they serve. Read more »

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The Taste of Truth

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Fri, 23 Nov 2012 05:27:30 PST

"The only book worth reading, is the Heart." Ajahn Chah I like honey. It has a very distinctive flavor, unlike any other kind of candy or sugar. I love eating pancakes with honey. It's amazing that this gift of Nature comes from the world of insects. Normally when we think of insects we think of flies, annoying mosquitoes and other flying things. But there are these beings known as honeybees that through a natural and mysterious alchemical process, transform the nectar and...

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A Child's Play

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Wed, 21 Nov 2012 05:57:16 PST

Excerpt from Hermann Hesse's novel "Steppenwolf": "Well, get up, so I told myself, lather yourself, scrape your chin till it bleeds, dress and show an amiable disposition towards your fellow-men. And while I lathered my face, I thought of that sordid hole in the clay of the cemetery into which some unknown person had been lowered that day. Read more »

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Don't try to understand

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Wed, 21 Nov 2012 05:55:47 PST

Doubts, uncertainties, words Chaos, struggle, certainties We can read, talk and think Yesterday and tomorrow, But, The answer, clarity, knowing Peace, a smile, kindness Within, invisible, a feeling Now, Don't try to understand

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Understanding

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Mon, 12 Nov 2012 16:19:51 PST

Our normal human language is perhaps far too limited, too much distortions can occur, resulting in non-synchronous comunication, misunderstanding. The simple word "tree" might mean one thing to you and another to me. It might bring back diferent sensations, memories, emotions and images to each one of us. And "tree" is not an abstract word. The problem increases exponentially when we deal with abstract notions such as those used in philosophy, religion, psychology...

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Travel lightly

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Wed, 05 Sep 2012 12:45:19 PDT

Lost faces, forgotten moments Broken dreams, kept regrets Arise to us on this journey like dust in the eyes This is our weight, the pain of living The shadow that darkens the intimate In this waters we sail Time devours Silence does not listen Darkness does not show itself Always indifferent, the same Let us travel lightly on this river Not depending, with open hands Looking at the shores, we smile And far away, the horizon that awaits us Where shadows do not exist

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Paint the Void

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Tue, 14 Aug 2012 09:00:44 PDT

Nothing is true Form and symbol are illusion Shut up, calm down and feel the place of no illusion The rest is a dream, imagination, mirrors This experience is our painting the Real paints before us, for us and through us It extends in time and space, always changing, destroying and creating Folly and wisdom, holiness and lust, soldier and artist, lover and murderer All in an eternal and surreal whirl It's just us, this feeling, the invisible pearl in the heart Which lives in us...

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A nameless journey

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Wed, 08 Aug 2012 08:26:19 PDT

Time, A nameless journey By that whisper we are brought To a mirage that separates us And in it we are taken To the endless end Where the loneliness we all are Silently whispers time

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The Unnamed

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Wed, 27 Jun 2012 07:29:21 PDT

Who is flying in the bird? Who is peeking through our eyes? The clouds and our hearts Carry this Unnamed Mystery Read more »

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Express the Source

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Thu, 17 May 2012 07:39:03 PDT

"Before our white brothers arrived to make us civilized men, we didn’t have any kind of prison. Because of this, we had no delinquents. Without a prison, there can be no delinquents. We had no locks nor keys and therefore among us there were no thieves. When someone was so poor that he couldn’t afford a horse, a tent or a blanket, he would, in that case, receive it all as a gift. We were too uncivilized to give great importance to private property. We didn’t know any kind of money and...

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The Sword of Truth

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Wed, 16 May 2012 11:06:53 PDT

This was inspired by a recent Secret Sun post. What got me into the ancient Mysteries and Esotericism and so on, was an insatiable hunger to know, to think, to put the pieces together, to understand. This is what got me started into all this and I assume the same applies to all of you. All this ancient traditions are like a science of how to connect to this Spiritual Source within. It's a mind program that allows the "sacred marriage" to occur (mind and heart), Gnosis,...

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Free your Ego

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Mon, 07 May 2012 10:56:19 PDT

Vader: the Shadow within, the masks we use, fear This post was inspired by this very interesting podcast: Spirit Science Podcast, Episode 1: The Ego… Friend or Foe?? You can't play your Playstation game without a control pad. In the same way you can't experience life without an ego. You may starve it, flat it, try to kill it, but it will remain until the day we die. To me it is much more relevant and interesting the fact that most people in general are still holding on to an...

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What is Truth?

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Tue, 20 Nov 2012 15:21:59 PST

Akhenaten, Nefertiti and their children under the Aton Here we are alive and breathing without knowing why or how. This is a very interesting point for me. No human being has ever made the decision to exist. Nobody knows why they exists, nobody knows what was before and what comes after this existence. Of course we can speculate we did choose to exist, but still we're just using this mind and the ability to think and imagine to speculate, it is never the Truth. We can also speculate...

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Prometheus Rising

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Fri, 20 Apr 2012 04:44:20 PDT

Prometheus observing Athena giving reason to his creation, Man Excerpt from Robert Anton Wilson's book "Prometheus Rising" chapter seven: "(...) Most of what we perceive in the human environment is made up of concretized ideas. Look again at a human community; you are seeing the historical human mind manifesting itself. All ideas are not equally good, of course. All manifested ideas (human creations in the biosphere) are, therefore, not equally good. Read more »

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No Fixed Position or War

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Tue, 06 Mar 2012 06:07:05 PST

Szukalski Excerpt from Ajahn Sumedho's Dhamma book "Now is the Knowing": "(...) The Buddhist way is a way of 'no fixed position'. There is no position that one takes as a Buddhist. That is a strange one isn't it? We are not asked to believe in Buddha, there is no for or against, no affirming or denying. We watch any attachments to Buddhism. We may think; 'Buddhism is the best!' Or; 'It's probably worthless.' From the ideal position we may...

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You are It

noreply@blogger.com (Bruno Tarrana) — Tue, 13 Mar 2012 05:17:41 PDT

Hopi Indian Excerpt from Szukalski's book "Inner Portraits", regarding his sculpture "Hopi Indian": "Some of the captions with these sculptures are remote, because I wish to smuggle into the reader's mind that ART is far simpler than the pseudo-profound creations of contemporary intellectuals imply." "In many cases among the finest examples of Art, the creators were simple-minded people who expounded no theories about their profession, but merely...

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