The Genius Of The Crowd Charles Bukowski

Picasso's Genius

Metropolitan Museum of Arts. New York 

 

There is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average

human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it

and the best at hate are those who preach love

and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

those who preach god, need god

those who preach peace do not have peace

those who preach peace do not have love

beware the preachers

beware the knowers

beware those who are always reading books

beware those who either detest poverty

or are proud of it

beware those quick to praise

for they need praise in return

beware those who are quick to censor

they are afraid of what they do not know

beware those who seek constant crowds for

they are nothing alone

beware the average man the average woman

beware their love, their love is average

seeks average

but there is genius in their hatred

there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you

to kill anybody

not wanting solitude

not understanding solitude

they will attempt to destroy anything

that differs from their own

not being able to create art

they will not understand art

they will consider their failure as creators

only as a failure of the world

not being able to love fully

they will believe your love incomplete

and then they will hate you

and their hatred will be perfect

like a shining diamond

like a knife

like a mountain

like a tiger

like hemlock

their finest art

Charles Bukowsky

Spanish .- Traducción 

El genio de la multitud 

Hay suficiente traición y odio, violencia,

necedad en el ser humano corriente

como para abastecer cualquier ejercito o cualquier

jornada.

Y los mejores asesinos son aquellos

que predican en su contra.

Y los que mejor odian son aquellos

que predican amor.

Y los que mejor luchan en la guerra

son -AL FINAL- aquellos que

predican

PAZ.

Aquellos que hablan de Dios

necesitan a Dios.

Aquellos que predican paz

no tienen paz.

Aquellos que predican amor

no tienen amor.

Cuidado con los predicadores

cuidado con los que saben.

Cuidado con aquellos que están siempre

leyendo libros.

Cuidado con aquellos que detestan

la pobreza o están orgullosos de ella.

Cuidado con aquellos de alabanza rápida

pues necesitan que se les alabe a cambio.

Cuidado con aquellos que censuran con rapidez:

tienen miedo de lo que no conocen.

Cuidado con aquellos que buscan constantes

multitudes;

no son nada solos.

Cuidado con

el hombre corriente

con la mujer corriente.

Cuidado con su amor.

Su amor es corriente, busca

lo corriente.

Pero es un genio al odiar

es lo suficientemente genial

al odiar como para matarte, como para matar

a cualquiera.

Al no querer la soledad

al no entender la soledad

intentarán destruir

cualquier cosa

que difiera

de lo suyo.

Al no ser capaces

de crear arte

no entenderán

el arte.

Considerarán su fracaso

como creadores

sólo como un fracaso

del mundo.

Al no ser capaces de amar plenamente

creerán que tu amor es

incompleto

y entonces te

odiarán.

Y su odio será perfecto

como un diamante resplandeciente

como una navaja

como una montaña

como un tigre

como cicuta

Su mejor

ARTE.

Charles Bukowsky

The Saviours of the world... James Allen

Dreams are memories of your future, waiting for you to have the courage to wake up... Claudia Luna

The dreamers are the saviours of the world. As the visible world is sustained by the invisible, so men, through all their trials and sins and sordid vocations, are nourished by the beautiful visions of their solitary dreamers. Humanity cannot forget its dreamers; it cannot let their ideals fade and die; it lives in them; it knows them as they realities which it shall one day see and know.

Composer, sculptor, painter, poet, prophet, sage, these are the makers of the after-world, the architects of heaven. The world is beautiful because they have lived; without them, labouring humanity would perish.

He who cherishes a beautiful vision, a lofty ideal in his heart, will one day realize it. Columbus cherished a vision of another world, and he discovered it; Copernicus fostered the vision of a multiplicity of worlds and a wider universe, and he revealed it; Buddha beheld the vision of a spiritual world of stainless beauty and perfect peace, and he entered into it.

Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all, heavenly environment; of these, if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.

To desire is to obtain; to aspire is to, achieve. Shall man’s basest desires receive the fullest measure of gratification, and his purest aspirations starve for lack of sustenance? Such is not the Law: such a condition of things can never obtain: "ask and receive."

Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so shall you become. Your Vision is the promise of what you shall one day be; your Ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil.

The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn; the bird waits in the egg; and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities.

Your circumstances may be uncongenial, but they shall not long remain so if you but perceive an Ideal and strive to reach it. You cannot travel within and stand still without. 

In all human affairs there are efforts, and there are results, and the strength of the effort is the measure of the result. Chance is not. Gifts, powers, material, intellectual, and spiritual possessions are the fruits of effort; they are thoughts completed, objects accomplished, visions realized.

"Only the wise man, only he whose thoughts are controlled and purified, makes the winds and the storms of the soul obey him".

James Allen 

Who I am... By Claudia Luna

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy... Quote from Hamlet 

I only path to victory. I don't hesitate or doubt because, even when is not an easy way, even when is full of, often confusing crossroads, and sometimes, almost impossible  high hills to climb, I trust God... I trust myself. 

I will never quit my path. I may fall many times along the way. But I will always pick myself up, dust myself off, and keep walking, with the conviction that I will succeed, or die trying. 

I have no time for explanations to those around that don't understand my reasons. And since I am immune to criticism as well as flattering, I do not care for approval. The only approval I need, is from my conscience when I go to sleep at night, and the face I confront in the mirror every morning when the day starts. 

 That my friends, is hard enough to deal with, to additionally,  put ourselves in such a jeopardy of trying to please others. 

I only make myself fundamental questions. How should I live..? What's my propose in life..? What do I really want..? How can I love more..? 

I don't go through life as a reckless individual that can't  measure the precious value of being alive. The huge responsibility of surviving even one more day, when others, maybe better than us, couldn't make it...

I only ask myself questions which answers are going to improve my way of living. I don't hang out with shallow people, reject frivolous, not time to waist. I share my spiritual mission with all, open my hands to help all, but the ones that can't appreciate it, I leave aside, and keep moving, with out resentment. 

I do not stay where I am not happy. 

And that includes not only strangers, but sometimes friends and family. 

Since my past hasn't been easy and my future remains still uncertain, that leaves me no other choice than to live today. And I live with an inner voice always whispering in my ears: "You're going to die", not for a day, not for a season, but forever...

In front of that naked truth, I focus on  what really matters, and let go the useless. 

Even when I have an immortal soul. My time here, in this body in this space and time, is measure. So I will squeeze it trying to get the best of it. 

Later will see about heaven and hell, religions, philosophies, etc. Now all I have is me here, in this container... 

When I feel too important. I remember Sagan and that video about the earth being a small point, viewed from the space. 

When I feel too small, I remember we are not dust, but magic.

And trying to balance both, I go day by day living the maximum.

I laugh a lot, mostly at myself. I don't take anything so seriously.  Humor is the ultimate relaxation method. I laugh so hard... Even to this writing. 

I don't fight to win the truth. You can have it! Is yours! ...

I don't fight to have the reason, my reason maybe not your reason. And that's ok !!

I don't fight. Period! 

I am easy going. I just don't care! 

I like not controlling, the uncertain, doesn't scares me. Is so little what we really control, that feels stupid trying to know it all... 

And I believe in love. Not as a childish crash or as a spiritual "I love you all" mode. 

I believe in love as the greatest conquest, the ultimate truth of humanity, as a miracle, as a reward for the strong...

 And my love is deep, passionate, sexy, profound and yet easy and funny... 

And that to me, folks, is what life is about. We have been created to be together, there isn't pleasure in loneliness. You can learn in solitude, you can get wiser, but if you not share you don't enjoy... 

So my heart is open. Even to the risk of broken it. I will not preserve myself of being hurt, by quitting to the adventure of loving... 

I will give and give and give. And my soul will expand !! Hopefully I will be loved in return. 

No more to say, just thank you and good fortune!! And I will find you now and then, to  celebrate  life... 

Claudia Luna 

 

  

 

 

Coffee, dreams and Work. By Claudia Luna

In the only place "Success" comes first than "Work , is in the dictionary...

5 am ...House in silent... Best time to think.. 

A cup of colombian home made coffee on my night table, and still with the taste of the last dream, but not clearly remembered. 

The eco of a word, woke me up... four letters of one of the most used vocables ever, so full of content and that triggers a different emotion or "motion"in each of us, according to how we are related to it... "Work".

Happiness when you are passionate about it, when you do what you love... 

Disenchantment when is just what you got to do, in order to pay the bills... 

For living or for survival, you Work... 

And in any case the point, the conclusion, leads to the same. Nothing can be accomplished without It.

So my suggestion, as much as I dislike advises, would be... Get out there and get your work done. To change the present you don't like, to built the future of your dreams, to change the world - or your world at least- or simply just to enjoy your passion... To create. 

Work hard and remember: In the only place Success is before Work is in the dictionary... 

Put on your best shirt, wear your best smile... Enjoy  your work, nothing builds better your character... You are alive, one more day, one more chance... Create your destiny

Claudia Luna 

Invictus...

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the Pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll.

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

Plan B . The great deceiver.

I don't have a plan B. It distracts me from plan A. Will Smith 

One of the problems  of our century is to manage"Time"...

There are too many options. The road diverts in so many ways that gets confusing without the certainty of where you are headed.

That's why I don't believe in  having plans B. You lose focus and end up jumping only with a safe net waiting to catch you in case of failure in the "jump". 

Of course is terrifying leaping in the unknown... With so many probable outcomes.

But you know the saying... "Not risk, no gain"... 

There is a great amount of magic in the secret geometry of chance, and commitment in your idea, is all you need to trigger the stream of events that will lead you to success. 

Conmitment is not the heavy burdened word you think. Is your warrent card... Is the tool that will help you to keep focus, and focus  lead to  consistency and this to achievement. 

Plus only when you are embedded in your idea, you are present, you can see it fully, you respect it. 

So... Time is priceless. Commit, focus, act... 

Claudia Luna 

There is a Mission inside a Vision... By Claudia Luna

   
Leadership is the capacity to translate vision into reality...

If you are a visionary, the one capable to see beyond the horizon line, to climb the mountains, to the top, just to have a better view of the world, and instead of doing something better with all that passion, you just use it to feed your ego, you are as useless as the mediocre man, that decide to stay inside the box.

There is a mission inside the vision. 

Your duty is to find it. 

Do something better... I will help. 

Claudia Luna 

www.laredmediagroup.com 

The psychology of the decision making, creative and innovative thinking

What impulse us to more..?

Why are we not fulfill just by accepting thing as they are..? 

The reasons behind the bold, scares the conformist. The creative urge of the artist inside all of us, wins the battle against the man inside the box. Should I stay or should I go..? Doors are open. Inviting you to change your vision, to create your outcome or re- create your today... 

Claudia Moon 

Missing Miracles... Perdiendo Milagros

Use your imagination. Also remember that things are seldom what them seem, but they are always as you see them... Clear your sight, otherwise you will keep missing miracles. 

It seems sometimes we search just for the fun of searching. We act like if we really don't know what to do if we really find what we are looking for... To attain it  often appears  overwhelming, as if we need the drama of the lost. Missing something, even  when generates anguish and pain, make us feel more comfortable than having it all.

I witness daily how people chose pain over happiness. As crazy as it sounds. Self boycott. Why..?

Maybe the thing is we need punishment to quiet the guilt over past mistakes. We don't think we deserve the prize of joy..? 

Who knows the exact mechanics of our mind... 

Happiness is a choice. Will always be your decision. Up to you... 

Claudia Moon 

 

Usa tu imaginación. También recuerda que las cosas son rara vez lo que parecen, pero siempre son como las vemos... Clarifica tu vista, de otra forma seguirás perdiendo milagros...  

Parece que a veces buscamos solo por la diversión de buscar. Actuamos como si  no sabríamos que hacer si realmente encontramos lo que buscamos. Obtenerlo parece a veces abrumador, es como si necesitáramos el drama de la perdida. Que te falte algo, incluso cuando genera angustia y pena, nos hace sentir mas cómodo que tenerlo todo. 

Presencio diariamente como la gente prefiere el dolor a la felicidad. Tan loco como esto parece. Auto boicot..? Por que?

Quizás necesitamos castigarnos para pagar la culpa de errores pasados. No creemos merecer el premio de la gloria..? 

Quien sabe la mecánica exacta de la mente... La felicidad es siempre una elección. Será siempre tu decisión. Queda en vos... 

Claudia Moon

From the Skin to the heart... De la piel al Corazón

There is a path from the skin to the heart that doesn't go through the reason... But when it goes through the reason, when it is a conscious decision, then is the truth made magic 

Hay un camino desde la piel hasta el corazón que no pasa a través de la razón ... Pero cuando se pasa a través de la razón, cuando se trata de una decisión consciente, entonces es la verdad hecha magia

Claudia Luna

De la Felicidad, el Amor y otras cursilerías... By Claudia Luna

"Mil flores plásticas no hacen florecer un desierto. Mil caras vacías no llenan una habitación vacía"...  Fritz Perls 

 

En mi viaje de descubrimiento y conquista de la felicidad, llevo conmigo esta actitud de que me importa profundamente todo, pero no lo suficiente como para comprometer mi paz. 

Esa seguridad del que no espera nada pero que quiere todo lo que merece y va en busca de ello. 

Y hablo de felicidad, de amor y otras cursilerías. Porque ser cursi es lindo. Porque ser cursi, a mi, me gusta... 

Y veo que las personas tenemos un concepto de felicidad bastante curioso.

Te han dicho acaso que la felicidad era quietud y perfecto arco iris ... Te han vendido a ti ese cuento..? 

La felicidad es desgarrarse por los sueños, es búsqueda, es pasión es desencantos vencidos, es eternos cuestionamientos interiores que nos obligan a re-inventarnos a cada minuto. Porque no hay formula, deja de buscarla la receta, no hay!!! Es tu postre, es tu alimento. "Tu"lo condimentas, tu le pones "Tus"esencias 

, eres "Tu" quien se lo devora, a veces desesperado, a veces lentamente... 

Y luego quizás descubras que la felicidad se le parece mucho al amor, que tiene varios de sus colores, de sus sabores, ya que es finalmente el amor lo que nos mantiene vivos, esa aura de belleza y placer que nos envuelve cada vez que somos tocados por sus manos...

Y allí solamente tienen explicación ciertas cosas, y es así solamente como comprendemos que la vida no se trata de grandes proezas ni logros, ni el éxito o la felicidad se miden por lo que hemos alcanzado ni en lo social ni en económico ni siquiera en lo intelectual, sino por esa capacidad de conquistar nuestra mente para mantenerla sana, de conquistar nuestro corazón para mantenerlo fresco y disponible aun luego de todas las heridas, y remendarlo si hace falta, pero nunca dejarlo endurecido y solo. 

Cuanta gente por miedo a sufrir no ama, "No ama", increíble!!... Se pierde el milagro...

Y que te hace pensar que el amor terminara, que no puedes lograrlo...? 

Si tan solo detuvieras tu agitada mente y te relajaras, podrías comprender que es mucho mas fácil de lo que crees, que el amor es para ti, es tuyo, es un derecho natural. 

Y no es solo un derecho sino también un deber para con el otro , porque como diría Facundo Cabral un par de infelices amargan todo el barrio, y sino míralo a Hitler, y un ser de amor libera una nación, y sino míralo a Mandela. Es decir, ya basta. Basta de quejarte de que no te quieren!! 

Y si no se llama Pedro o Juan o Ana o Sofía, no importa. Pero tiene un nombre y esta allí para ti, el amor que buscas esta allí, esperando que seas lo suficientemente fuerte para no darte por vencido. 

Esperando que no seas tan obstinado como para querer ponerle un nombre o un rostro que no le va, que no le pertenece, porque lo que es tuyo es tuyo y lo que no, no lo es y "punto". 

Renuncia ya a la estupidez de pensar que el amor es trueque, que el amor obliga, que el amor es compromiso... Mentiras... Bullshit !! como dicen en las películas... El amor no puede sino ser un bálsamo, un oasis, una fuente, una vertiente infinita, insondable, maravillosa y eterna.

Entiendo que con aires realistas tengas siempre una razón para no sentirte bien, y quizás hay vacíos y seguramente hay sinsabores y tal vez te rompiste en algunas partes por las que se te filtra el dolor por las memorias del pasado, pero... 

el amor esta allí y tiene un rostro. Un rostro que descubrirás cuando seas capaz de ver amor en todos los rostros, de todos aquellos que se cruzan en tu vida.

Pero fundamentalmente, cuando seas capaz de ver amor en TU rostro. En esa imagen que refleja tu espejo y que distorsiona tu miedo, tu falta de fe en ti mismo, tu corta esperanza. 

Entonces saldrás a la calle vestido de sueños. Y tu magia, tu belleza se esparcirá por toda la tierra...

Y el amor, en todas sus formas, correrá hacia ti, el correrá hacia ti y  no a la inversa, y con el traerá la dicha, la prosperidad y la trascendencia... 

Con amor, 

Claudia