Gently weeps the sea, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
Present turns to past, eternity expands towards infinity
As we walk on by and keep moving.
We seek, we search, we hope,
We find mementos, pieces of us.
And all this time
The sea gently weeps.
© Thorsten Becker
Dare to explore, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
“What are you doing Timmy?” Penny asked in an anxious tone of voice.
“I am jumping over the fence to see what’s on the other side,” Timmy replied cheerfully.
“But you can’t do that,” cautioned Penny, “what if there’s a big dog or a wild monster over there?”
“Nah, I don’t think so. And if there is, well, all the more exciting. I’ll go an’ find out,” Timmy said determinedly.
“I am scared Timmy, please don’t go over there,” Penny replied in a worried tone of voice.
“Well, if that’s so then why don’t you come with me and see for yourself. We’ll go together. Two are better than one, right?” Timmy asked calmly.
“I… I don’t know. Well… well maybe there are no monsters. Maybe there are ponies on the other side… right?” Penny answered, still slightly anxious but with a certain cheery anticipation.
“Right. Maybe there is a magic kingdom over there, an adventure land full of fairies and unicorns and all kind of magical creatures. Maybe… maybe there’s an evil King reigning over it and we go and help the poor little, um, Gubbers fight him… and we fight the dragon.. and we…”
“DRAGON?” Penny cried out.
“Well, ya, maybe there’s a dragon… but maybe he is friendly after all… you know… like in that story about the boy and his friendly flying dragon. Maybe we can ride on his back and he’ll take us to the other side where the crystal towers are and we can find some help. Doesn’t that sound exciting?”
“Hmm, can’t we just ride over on a pretty horse and I can stroke it’s mane? And along the way we’ll pick up some pixie dust from the reed fairies and sprinkle it all over the horse and weee, start flying through the puffy clouds in the sky… to the crystal towers. Oh how exciting would that be!” Penny’s eyes started to glow and her expression turned happy with anticipation.
“Yeah, I guess we can fly on a pixie dust horse too,” Timmy replied a little hesitant. “Anyways, it’ll be lots o’ fun,” he said with a big smile on his face.
“Ok, we’ll go together then,” said Penny
“YAY,” cheered Timmy.
“Oh, and Timmy?”
“Yes?”
“What are ‘Gubbers’?”
“Oh, they’re the little enslaved people of the magic kingdom. They are…”
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The Way Of The Tea, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
Hot water for tea,
Green leafs in a cup.
A moment of peace.
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Home of my heart, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
My eyes have seen the colors of the world,
My ears heard its beautiful sounds,
My nose smelled its sweet aromas,
My mouth savored its delicious tastes,
My fingers touched its intricate textures,
But my heart never left home.
© Thorsten Becker
Peaceful, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
peace·ful – adj.
1. Undisturbed by strife, turmoil, or disagreement; tranquil. See Synonyms at calm.
2. Inclined or disposed to peace; peaceable.
3. Of or characteristic of a condition of peace.
17 But the wisdom from above is first of all chaste, then peaceable, reasonable, ready to obey, full of mercy and good fruits, not making partial distinctions, not hypocritical. 18 Moreover, the fruit of righteousness has its seed sown under peaceful conditions for those who are making peace.
From what source are there wars and from what source are there fights among YOU? Are they not from this source, namely, from YOUR cravings for sensual pleasure that carry on a conflict in YOUR members? 2 YOU desire, and yet YOU do not have. YOU go on murdering and coveting, and yet YOU are not able to obtain. YOU go on fighting and waging war. YOU do not have because of YOUR not asking. 3 YOU do ask, and yet YOU do not receive, because YOU are asking for a wrong purpose, that YOU may expend [it] upon YOUR cravings for sensual pleasure. (James 3:17-4:3)
Be it personal fights or grand scale wars one need to look no further for the reasons than the desire of one or few over the desires and for the things of others. Wealth, fame, goods and resources are constant reason for strife. He who desires that which he does not posses will incite. He who is content and reasonable will find and make peace. Looking at the image of this duck I find content in its expression.
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