Tag Archives: Reality

THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XXXII

Posted on March 4, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

Yesterday afternoon a man from the city Spoke outside the tavern door. Spoke to me too. Spoke of justice and the struggle for justice And of the workers who suffer, And the constant work, and those who are hungry, And … Continue reading →

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STOP BEING WHAT YOU ARE NOT

Posted on March 3, 2018 by David Scanlon

Living within the moment, Seeing beyond human fear, Where: the thing is the thing; Joy is seeing you as who you are; Meaning is being and angst. Searching within and without But not wanting anything: for, To be is already … Continue reading →

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GO HIGH IN THE SKY OH MOON OF SPRING

Posted on February 25, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

Go high in the sky oh moon of Spring I think of you and within me I am complete. Run through the vacant fields to me you light breeze. I think of you, I murmur your name; and you are … Continue reading →

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XXVIII

Posted on February 18, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

I read today almost two pages From the book of a mystical poet, And I laughed at those who cry too much. Mystical poets are sick philosophers, And philosophers are foolish men.

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – VI – I

Posted on February 16, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

Thinking of God is to disobey the Lord, Because God intended that we do not even know each other. Which is why he does he not show to us … Let us be simple and calm, Like the streams and … Continue reading →

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