Frases de Alexis Karpouzos

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“Não podemos comunicar o incomunicável,
não podemos explicar o inconcebível,
a plenitude da vida para sempre está à espreita sobre cada um de nós,
e o vazio solitário da existência é permanente,
mas uma estrela no fundo do nosso coração nos guia o caminho de casa.”

“O tempo é o arquiteto do destino,
presságio fugaz, puro fantasma
na encantadora luz da ausência,
e nossa vida o jogo de amor e morte,
só o amor nunca morrerá,
porque no amor não existe mais 'tu' e 'eu',
apenas o desabrochar da sagrada unidade.”

“E um dia,
o sol parou,
a chuva parou de cair,
as flores não pareciam altas,
o céu esvaziado de estrelas,
então uma lágrima escorreu do coração
e se tornou nossa respiração.
Precisamos de uma lágrima sagrada,
antes da queda.”

“O vazio e a existência coexistem e se complementam indefinidamente no Cosmos, e além dessa dualidade está a Consciência da unidade.”

“Why must I lose everything I own?
Why must I lose all I have loved
All that I desire, all that I've known?
Time is relentless, dauntless.
Like a fleeting moment, like a speck of dust
In a quick heartbeat, in a fleeting breath
Loss descends like darkness
Like the deep calm of death.
But love declares a war on loss, on the inevitable,
asserts its arrogance, love shines its sword.
Such valiance is what makes one stand
Without fear or dilemma, unguarded
Challenging death's aggressive blows.
Yet again and again, life’s designs must fail.
Yet there is a need so great, a longing so strong
Time's lesson unheeded, all defeats ignored
Love asserts its arrogance, love shines its sword.
"You're not real, Death, you do not exist"
Life asserts proudly, as death smirks on
Pride stands firm, love marches ahead
Knowing unknowingly…. that all will be gone
that the Tears evaporate.”

“Não sei o que o amanhã pode revelar,
Ou onde as estradas, ainda não percorridas, podem levar;
mas eu sei que não há fronteiras, apenas vento.
Como você, eu nasci. Como você,
Fui criado nos braços do sonho. Às vezes,
Vamos ler o significado de nossas lágrimas,
E nós vamos entender.”

“Amor, uma pequena igreja que permanece sozinha,
espera de portas abertas,
mas ninguém vai lá para rezar,
as orações não serão ditas,
agora, para onde ir? qual caminho?
amor, seja meu farol,
ensina-me a olhar para um céu vazio
sem medo.”

“Montanhas caem e mares se dividem
e coisas impossíveis podem parecer
mas onde há desespero há e fé
e onde há tristeza a consolação está próxima.
Cada respiração é uma chance de renascer,
mas para renascer é preciso morrer antes de morrer.”

“Então, já que você pergunta
a civilização quebrou
e o homem se torna tirano para si mesmo
dissimulado e enganado
ele compartilha suas lamentáveis confusões
afunda em desespero
e em violência atroz
E o que fazer?
para manter a sua própria integridade
respeitar a sacralidade da vida”

“Se a física nos leva hoje a uma visão de mundo que é essencialmente holística, ela retorna, de certa forma, a seu início, 2.500 anos atrás. É interessante acompanhar a evolução da ciência ocidental
ao longo de seu caminho em espiral, começando com as filosofias místicas dos primeiros gregos, surgindo e desdobrando-se em um impressionante desenvolvimento do pensamento intelectual que cada vez mais se transformou longe de suas origens místicas para desenvolver uma visão de mundo que está em nítido contraste com a de o Extremo Oriente Em seus estágios mais recentes, a ciência ocidental está finalmente superando essa visão e voltando àquelas das primeiras filosofias grega e oriental. Desta vez, no entanto, não se baseia apenas na intuição, mas também em experimentos de grande precisão e sofisticação, e em um formalismo matemático rigoroso e consistente. Os paralelos com a física moderna aparecem não apenas nos Vedas do Hinduísmo, no I Ching ou nos sutras budistas, mas também nos fragmentos de Heráclito, Parmênides, Plotino, filosofia afro-americana, o teologia negativa oriental, no sufismo de Ibn Arabi, no espírito holístico de Giordano Bruno e Meister Eckhart, na monadologia de Leibniz, na Ideia Absoluta de Hegel e Descascar, e. t.

Todas as antigas tradições espirituais sugerem que o mundo é uma unidade e a multiplicidade é apenas aparente. A ciência moderna afirma que o mundo visível da matéria e da multiplicidade é apenas aparente, a realidade é invisível e invisível. Desde caminhos diferentes, o misticismo e o
o racionalismo leva à mesma visão, a visão da totalidade aberta do mundo. O místico
visão da espiritualidade e da mente racional da ciência levando ao pensamento aberto, o
sabedoria de vida. A experiência espiritual de unidade conduz ao mesmo insight que
raciocínio por meio da ciência. Ambos transmitem a percepção da interconexão fundamental entre
nós mesmos, outras pessoas, outras formas de vida, a biosfera e, em última análise, o universo.
Ciência e espiritualidade, longe de serem elementos mutuamente exclusivos e conflitantes, são
parceiros complementares na busca de um caminho que permita à humanidade recuperar sua
unidade com o mundo. A ciência demonstra a necessidade urgente e objetiva dela; e
a espiritualidade testemunha seu valor inerente e suprema desejabilidade. Podemos raciocinar para o nosso unidade no mundo, e podemos experimentar nossa unidade com o mundo. O tempo tem
vêm para fazer as duas coisas, pois são complementares e se reforçam mutuamente.
Apresenta um novo paradigma revolucionário do Pensamento Cósmico que faz a ponte entre
ciência e espiritualidade. Divulga as ramificações da consciência não localizada e como
o mundo físico e a experiência espiritual são dois aspectos do mesmo Cosmos. O que
os cientistas estão descobrindo que nas fronteiras mais externas de cada campo está derrubando todas as premissas concernentes à natureza da matéria e da realidade.”

“Meramente mortal, minha argila,
Com ele um ídolo imortal,
nossa pequena vida é apenas uma rajada de vento
que dobra os galhos da árvore
e rastreia suas flores na poeira!
O universo está sonhando nossas vidas por nós
e os séculos se sucedem
aperfeiçoando uma pequena flor selvagem.
A vida afirma com orgulho,
enquanto a morte sorri
Sabendo sem saber…. que tudo terá ido embora.
que as lágrimas evaporam,
Então, diga duas palavras “Perdoe-me”
As últimas palavras sagradas da civilização, que sejam”

“A consciência central é um profundo senso de unidade com todos,
um sentimento de pertencer ao universo como um todo.”

“Merely mortal, my clay,
With it an idol immortal,
our little life is but a gust of wind
that bends the branches of the tree
and trails its blossoms in the dust!
Universe is dreaming our lives for us
and the centuries follow each other
perfecting a small wild flower.
Life asserts proudly,
as death smirks on
Knowing unknowingly…. that all will be gone.
that the Tears evaporate,
So, say two words “Forgive me”
The ultimate sacred words of civilization, let those be.”

“Dawn meet the light,
and the twillight the moon
all are mirages
on labyrinth of mind,
ever since time waking.
Do you think that our existence
makes any difference
to this vast universe?
Did we just happen
or were we meant to happen?
In the universal scheme of things,
we stand nowhere.
We may manage to survive in it,
but we have no control upon it,
except in the little space and time
that we create for ourselves.
We are little possibilities
in the endless probabilities of the universe.”

“When one door opens, another closes.
this is the eternity's circle,
mistakes belongs to us, but not all,
the fate mapped out for us to follow,
but does not define our choices,
beings of necessity and randomness,
we're rattling over the abyss
in the vicinity of dying stars”

“Aboard the enigmatic horizon,
all is visible and all elusive,
all are staying and all disappear,
but more deep than human mind,
beyond the fall of stars,
there are hidden tears
that overflow like waves,
living in the core of life
hidden treasures of sensibility.”

“When you have nothing more to say,
when the stars bleed
and the flowers crucified,
at last, go away, far off,
when the light crying in night
and the child doesn'r dream,
then, go far away,
between existences there is the freedom,
of infinity the mutiny.”

“We know so little,
so little, almost nothing
and this is only truth,
when and from where?
from the fissure of infinity
and the unreel of time,
lonely splinters
we wander on dreamy travels,
and the truth a flowing shadow
and it call us,
but the call still is not heard,
nor does the caller reveal his face.
and people voicelessly love and die,
because the truth dosen't speak
but dance in the harmony of unity.”

“Our road not marked on maps.
Fugitives of the centuries,
our origin is the breathing
and our destination is exhalation,
A thousand suns are flowing in our blood,
and the vision of infinity is always chasing us.
The form cannot tame us,
Our days are a fire and our nights a sea.”

“We are so tiny under the vast sky, our mankind home is just a tiny speck in the immeasurable reaches of a boundless universe, we find an immense and highly ordered system of galaxies stars and planets, all moving with great precision, the heavenly wisdom vibrates in our hearts.”

“Our home, pale blue dot in the vastness of universe's untouched beauty, a tiny spherical world, afloat in a immensity of space and time. Here for a moment, and then we're leaving for the eternity. In the school of mortality we learn to acrobat over the abyss.”

“Life is a dialogue between love and the dust,
but there's a deeper death than death,
this is death, when the love, departs,
Each drop of blood is a starry song
and our souls are breaths of eternity.
In the end the buds returning to the tree.
The tree cares for us.”

“We aren't alive or dead,
we aren't natural or ethereal,
we haven't body or soul,
we do not exist in this world or in another,
we have no beginning or end,
our place is placeless,
our time is timeless.
The heart has a mirror
to infinity turned.”

“Dust to dust by the broken dreams of the humanity,
you ain't got a lot to say, the words are sad,
now, our companion, the pains of the heart
The indifference kills with no shame or concern, killing me,
killing you, watch the end of the blessing, for the blind in the heart war has taken its tax. He has wrapped us in black wings
and one day, the sun stopped, the rain stopped falling,
the flowers didn't look high,
the sky emptied of stars
then a tear dripped from the heart and became our breath
we need a sacred tear,
before the fall.”

“You carne in to this world with enough light to find your way out of the dark, enough kindness to save a soul, enough love to shift a planet. I1 Don't worry, you are equipped vith all you could ever need Look with in, you are drenched in magic. Alexis karpouzos”

“Dur home, a pale blue dot in the vastness of univers s untouched heauty. a tiny, spherical World, afloat in a immensity of space and time. Here for amoment. and then we're leaving for the eternity. In the school of mortality we learn to accobat over the abyss. Alexis karpouzos”

“And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart,
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders.
So, don’t give up on love
when it seems that all is lost,
for there is always hope
if we’re prepared to pay the cost”

“Light, my light, the world-filling light,
the eye-kissing light,
the heart-sweetening light!
Ah, the light dances and the sky opens,
the wind runs wild, laughter passes over the earth,
the light is generosity, is shattered into gems,
and it scatters its golden aura in profusion”

“Our worlds, our suns, our ages, stream,
like a dateless dream.
Each drop of blood is a starry song
and our souls are breaths of eternity.
Eyes, say, why were ye given your sight?
To light a star, to welcome of immortal skies.”

“Beyond these wild winds and gloomy skies,
beyond death’s cloudy portal, there is a land where beauty never dies and love becomes immortal,
a land whose light is never dimmed by shadow,
where nothing beautiful can ever fade,
but blooms for aye eternal.”

“Τhere is a cry deeper than all sound,
tears hidden that overflowing as waves,
a shadows language that whispering in the ear of life,
''be boundless, feel the earth recieve you as you are,
be conscious and the infinite expanse of heaven
will grow even wider.”

“Listen, if stars are still lit it means
there is someone who needs them,
It means someone wants to love.
Without sacredness in the emptiness
of this world of ours,
the heart of man fades like a flower,
no star is ever lost,
the long rains will continue to fall.”

“If desires fly by like shadows,
If vows are empty words,
Is it worth it to live in this fog of delusion?
Is it worth it to live if the truth is dead?
is it worth when life’s summer grows to winter?
Then it is to know what love is,
waiting on a foreign shore.”

“There’s a land far away mid the stars,
Where they know not the sorrows of time
Where the pure waters wander through valleys of gold
A land whose light is never dimmed by shadow,
Whose fields are ever vernal,
Where nothing beautiful can ever fade,
But blooms for aye eternal.”

“I know that our efforts all come to nothing. Analyze life, tear its trappings off, lay it bare with thought, with logic, with philosophy, and its emptiness is revealed as a bottomless pit; its nothingness frankly confesses to nothingness, and Despair comes to perch in the soulI know the end of us all is nothing, I know that at the end of Time, the reward of our toil will be nothing — and again nothing. I know that all our handiwork and all our ideas will be destroyed. I know that not even ash will be left from the fires that consume us. I know that our ideals, even those we achieve, will vanish in the eternal darkness of oblivion and final non-being. There is no hope, none, in my heart. I know, No promise, none, can I make to myself and to others. No recompense can I expect for my labors. No fruit will be born of my thoughts. I know the time — eternal seducer of all men, eternal cause of all effects — offers me nothing but the blank prospect of annihilation. So, my dignity is broken and weak, in recognition of my impending defeat.

The man who is alone, who stands on his own feet, who is stripped bare, who asks for nothing and wants nothing, who has reached the apex of disinterested­ness not through blind renunciation but through ex­cess of clear vision, turns to the world which stretches out before him as a burned prairie, as a devastated city — a world in which no churches, asylums, refuges, ideals, are left — and says: «Though you promise me nothing I am still with you, I am still an atom of your energies, my work is part of your work; I am your companion and your mirror as you march on your merciless way. But I owe nothing to any one. I would be responsible to freedom alone.”

“In the burrows of the Nightmare
Where Justice naked is,
life watches from the shadow
And the stars go squawking
but Life remains a blessing
No winter without a spring
beyond the dark horizon a brighter day
For those who leave us for a while
Out of a restless, care worn world
Our hearts will once more sing
a sun will always sing
and a sky will carry our heart into stars.”