A birthday poem
Throw Yourself Like Seed by Miguel De Unamuno
Shake off this sadness, and recover your spirit
sluggish you will never see the wheel of fate
that brushes your heel as it turns going by,
the man who wants to live is the man in whom life is abundant.
Now you are only giving food to that final pain
which is slowly winding you in the nets of death,
but to live is to work, and the only thing which lasts
is the work; start then, turn to the work.
Throw yourself like seed as you walk, and into your own field,
don't turn your face for that would be to turn it to death,
and do not let the past weigh down your motion.
Leave what's alive in the furrow, what's dead in yourself,
for life does not move in the same way as a group of clouds;
from your work you will be able one day to gather yourself.
Art by Anna Kovecses
Recommended listening: True Love Will Find You In The End - Daniel Johnston Float On - Mark Kozelek FOLI (there is no movement without rhythm) original version by Thomas Roebers and Floris Leeuwenberg (incredible!)
Links of the Day: Screenplays: Free Download
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Video: Hi Stranger (must watch) John Koenig: Beautiful new words to describe obscure emotions (The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows) How Pollock, Picasso, and 7 Other Iconic Artists Overcame Creative Block
(The Alipore Post is the best way for me to celebrate being alive and living a stimulating life! As I offer the world yet another compilation of beautiful art, poetry, music and the Internet's most fascinating places to visit, Happy Birthday to me! :) Wheee!)