Jessica Bibbee

Posts Tagged ‘wish’

20120427

In aphorism, poetry, proverb, rumination on 20120427 at 23:21

The fool seek dominance, the wise seek balance.

The fool make noise, the wise make music.

Art is unnecessary, and that is precisely what makes it necessary.

Music is a gift that we can give to or deny our children.

With fervor is there urgency in purpose.

Musicians are magicians.

A will is the wishes of the living respected by the living once the living days have passed on.

Music is the sound that the heart makes between beats.

But with the presence of a void does a note resonate, like the oxygen that fuels a flame.

The art of management is to exploit strength and mitigate weakness.

Exercise the metamuscle: think about your thinking.

《the war within》
War is something you
create
carry
kill
within your heart.

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20110921

In aphorism, proverb on 20110921 at 15:23

People are living books.

Wishes are for wells.

If love is a furnace, trust is the insulation.

Peace begins with patience.

20101207

In aphorism, haiku, poetry, proverb on 20101207 at 23:36

Judge only those with whom you can empathize.

Tomorrow will not feed the hunger of today.

Worry only of today’s hunger, and tomorrow will feed itself.

If one follows their gut, they will always have guts.

When information is framed, only education is tied, only knowledge sentenced, only wisdom slain.

Excuse befits the guilty; truth befits the innocent.

Hold a man to his capacity to err, and he will fail; hold the same man to his level of ability, and he will succeed.

When the Future quarrels with the Present, only the Past has the last word.

Complaining differs from venting, in that, it is with ability and without action to resolve the matter.

To be a friend, one must not lend a shoulder to lighten the burden, only lend an ear to lessen the brooding.

An omelette is not made by wishing for eggs.

Brilliant words only after brilliant eyes and brilliant ears.

《the night》
the night is a fickle lover
longing and lingering and
leaving me to morn.

《couth》
If one articulates
In triplets, would you say
one is high couth?

20101123

In aphorism, proverb, rumination, tale on 20101123 at 11:23

Apathy is fear, incognito.
Anger is fear, unleashed.
Action is fear, confronted.

With folded hands and closed eyes, we choose to be the fool, the dead, or the wise.

《Learning to BE》
The child asks the elder, “How to BE?”

The elder utters, “Child, close your eyes and fold your hands. And you will find the wisdom to BE”.

The child scans the earth and rebuts, “It is the fool that fold their hands idly and close their eyes tightly. I do not wish to be a fool, I simply wish to BE.”

Again the elder says, “Child, close your eyes and fold your hands. And the wisdom to BE, you will find.”

Hands raised to the sky, again the child refutes, “It is the dead that rest infinitely with eyes aclosed and hands afolded. I do not wish to be dead, I simply wish to BE!”

One last time, the elder states, “Child, your able hands are raised upwards, yet you fail to grasp; your eyes are opened wide, yet you fail to see. -That if all you wish for, is simply to BE, it is but with folded hands and closed eyes, that you shall understand -you already ARE.”