Σάββατο 28 Μαρτίου 2020

On brainfood

 ''And although I had slept so well the night before the operation I had a restless night after it, not because I was overjoyed or even just relieved - my usual feeling now if a big case goes well - but because I was confused, disconcerted. I kept on walking and repeating to myself over and over again, 'I can't believe it, I can't believe it'. I had prepared myself for the torture of seeing him on my daily ward round, damaged and suffering, for weeks on end and now it would not be necessary.
 When I saw time next morning he was already sitting up in bed, eating some cornflakes, looking a bit bleary-eyed. He squinted at me as he spoke, closing one eye, as he had double vision.
 'You're a lot better than I expected', I told him, 'but you'll feel awful for many weeks and probably very unsteady on your legs.'
 He rubbed the right side of his face with his hand - it was clear that it was completely numb. 'I'm afraid I don't think the numbness will ever get better', I said. ' The double vision might. If not the eye doctors can possibly help.
 'Well', he said, his words a little slurred since the right side of his tongue was as numb as his face. 'I'm alive, thank you'.''


(Από το βιβλίο "Do no harm'' του Henry Marsh)

Τρίτη 24 Μαρτίου 2020

A Special Brand of Sunshine

It was close to the ocean and you could feel the ocean in the air but you couldn't see water from the front of the place. Aster Drive had a long smooth curve there and the houses on the inland side were just nice houses, but on the canyon side they were great silent estates, with twelve foot walls and wrought-iron gates and orna-mental hedges; and, inside, if you could get inside, a special brand of sunshine, very quiet, put up in noise-proof containers just for the upper classes.


(RAYMOND CHANDLER'S LOS ANGELES, A photographic Odyssey accompanied by passages from Chandler's greatest works, by Elizabeth Ward and Alain Silver, 1987)

Παρασκευή 13 Μαρτίου 2020

Τετάρτη 11 Μαρτίου 2020

Masters of the East

''There is so much being printed at the present time regarding spiritual matters, and there is such a great awakening and seeking for the truth regarding the great teachers of the world, that I am prompted to place before you my experience with the Masters of the Far East.
   In this book I am not attempting to expound upon a new cult or religion: I am only giving a resume of our experience with the Masters, in which I am undertaking to show the great fundamental truths of their teaching.
  These Masters are scattered over a wide territory and, since our metaphysical research covered a large portion of India, Tibet, China and Persia, no attempt to authenticate these experiences is made ...
   ... We had been in India about two years, doing regular routine research work, when I met the Master known in these writings as Emil. While walking along a street in the city where we were staying, my attention was attracted to a crowd. I saw the center of attention was one of the street magicians, or fakirs, that are so common in that country. As I stood there I noticed beside me an elderly man who was not of the same caste as those about him. He looked at me and asked if I had been long in India. I replied, ''About two years.''  He asked ''Are you English?'', I answered ''American.''
    I was surprised and very much interested to find one who spoke English I asked him what he thought of the performance then going on. He answered, ''Oh, it is a common occurrence in India. These fellows are called fakirs, magicians and hypnotists. They are all the name implies; but underneath it all is a deeper meaning that few discern, and
good will come of it some day.''


(Baird T. Spalding: LIFE AND TEACHING OF THE MASTERS OF THE EAST , 
VOLUME 1, DeVorss & Company, 1937)

Σάββατο 7 Μαρτίου 2020

The Watercourse Way


THE SOUND OF THE WATER
SAYS WHAT I THINK

Comment:  His mind is free from all thoughts. His demeanor is still and silent. 
His forehead  beams with simplicity. He is cold as autumn and warm as spring, for his joy and anger occur as naturally as the four seasons.



(From Chuang - Tzu's  '6', in  Alan Watts'  ''Tao, The Watercourse Way'')

Δευτέρα 2 Μαρτίου 2020

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