Kategori: Poetry

Dybfølte læsioner
tabte horisonter
ækle dimensioner
undvegne bekymringer øverst
dybt godnat

Henslængte minder
segner omkuld
nordvestenvinden råber
hensigten skjult

Jerngreb om nakken
drejende aksler i bunden
forøvrigt mener jeg

Herlige stunder med hjemve
synes fjernt fra sangen
åbent lukket

Klumpfod om kap
i fjor eller i morgen
meddelelsen sendt

Nytårsløjer hver morgen
svinder ind som håbet
lurepasser
Hvem

Kleinmodige stunder
dråber i kor
grædende enker trygler
om mer

Afrika i tørke
buldrende vilkår
sengotiske udråb

Levende omhu
fordrer en vending
Nu

Herlige stråler fra månen
rammer min kalot
synger og danser
til morgendåb

Halvvejs forundring
nærmest ligeglad
kampråb

Sejlende ankre
synker til bunds
i hvirvler

døsige hjul på benene
er det forår nu

Poetry

Useless

A farmer got so old that he couldn’t work the fields anymore. So he would spend the day just sitting on the porch. His son, still working the farm, would look up from time to time and see his father sitting there. “He’s of no use any more,” the son thought to himself, “he doesn’t do anything!” One day the son got so frustrated by this, that he built a wooden coffin, dragged it over to the porch, and told his father to get in. Without saying anything, the father climbed inside. After closing the lid, the son dragged the coffin to the edge of the farm where there was a high cliff. As he approached the drop, he heard a light tapping on the lid from inside the coffin. He opened it up. Still lying there peacefully, the father looked up at his son. “I know you are going to throw me over the cliff, but before you do, may I suggest something?” “What is it?” replied the son. “Throw me over the cliff, if you like,” said the father, “but save this good wooden coffin. Your children might need to use it.”

 

Empty your cup

A university professor went to visit a famous Zen master. While the master quietly served tea, the professor talked about Zen. The master poured the visitor’s cup to the brim, and then kept pouring. The professor watched the overflowing cup until he could no longer restrain himself. “It’s overfull! No more will go in!” the professor blurted. “You are like this cup,” the master replied, “How can I show you Zen unless you first empty your cup.”

Wanting God

A hermit was meditating by a river when a young man interrupted him. “Master, I wish to become your disciple,” said the man. “Why?” replied the hermit. The young man thought for a moment. “Because I want to find God.”

The master jumped up, grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, dragged him into the river, and plunged his head under water. After holding him there for a minute, with him kicking and struggling to free himself, the master finally pulled him up out of the river. The young man coughed up water and gasped to get his breath.

When he eventually quieted down, the master spoke. “Tell me, what did you want most of all when you were under water.”

“Air!” answered the man.

“Very well,” said the master. “Go home and come back to me when you want God as much as you just wanted air.”

 

 

Just Two words

There once was a monastery that was very strict. Following a vow of silence, no one was allowed to speak at all. But there was one exception to this rule. Every ten years, the monks were permitted to speak just two words. After spending his first ten years at the monastery, one monk went to the head monk. “It has been ten years,” said the head monk. “What are the two words you would like to speak?”

“Bed… hard…” said the monk.

“I see,” replied the head monk.

Ten years later, the monk returned to the head monk’s office. “It has been ten more years,” said the head monk. “What are the two words you would like to speak?”

“Food… stinks…” said the monk.

“I see,” replied the head monk.

Yet another ten years passed and the monk once again met with the head monk who asked, “What are your two words now, after these ten years?”

“I… quit!” said the monk.

“Well, I can see why,” replied the head monk. “All you ever do is complain.”

 

zenkoans

Poetry Zen

Hello my dear
are you ready to begin
on this journey
to an unknown place
today tomorrow New Years Day

Or are you not interested
in leaving your bed or chair
I bet you are feeling safe and secure
just where you are now
but try to do something new
you have been sleeping in such a long time
that you don’t know how it is to leave
the fireplace or your home

So now look out on the sky
snow white skies above
white memories written on a blank screen
with white ink
or is it
soft withering thoughts
caressing your skin
sound from your heart
holding you tight to now and now

Almost every year at this time
we feel a sent of expectation
will it ever come
will the future with bliss and happiness
be a real steady state of mind
Will happiness be real
will happiness be a feeling
from the bottom of your heart
sending sweet vibrations
towards the inner screen

Yes let us see what will happen
We begin the trip
so fasten set belts
and be ready for leaving safe secure laziness

We spred our wings
turning on power
tuning in to faith

We leave the ground
and fly up a hundred meter
feel the sensation
feel the weightlessness
we are flying above the roofs and above the trees
with us we have a cam
we take snapshot of the places we find
the green and red colors
of the plants are making patterns
of so much beauty we did not imagine
So beautiful is our country
We share the photos on pinterest
laughing and turning round
this incredible feeling of bliss
of mindless being and flying weightless around
we turn around
making spin
delight and pleasure
singing and dancing in the air
We go higher
leaving the firmament
Silence around us
inner silence and weightless
Inner bliss
Glory to God
Glory to God
Endless travel in space
speeding up
faster and faster
The earth a blue ball
so much beauty
We are keeping close together

With the speed of light
we become light
Angels around us
heavenly compagny
The music and songs we hear
celebrating victory
the darkness disappear
Evil does not exist
True meaning of faith
of trembling glory

Who is it
that made it possible
Let us guess
Is it the Light
or God

Instead of wondering
we swim in eternity
Enlighten or saved

In lightyears we travel
returning to our planet
Now

So here we are again sitting in the chair
smiling and satisfied
We are united in peace
knowing that we can do it again
Emptiness disappear
Fullfillment

Sending Thank you to the Master

Poetry

To my visitors.

I am looking forward to promote and sell my paintings. I want that my painting-kids will get a life among living people.

So now I am using a lot of energy to find out how to build a wordpress site. I have found out that the nature of my site best is described a blog, where I have one purpose: To sell and show the world the paintings I have made and make now and in the future. Because it is really fun to paint. I can advice you to go ahead improving your skill in any creative style you want.

Playing the piano and singing is also a good way to spend time. But making something real materialistic like a sculpture or a drawing or a painting is really satisfying. You are so proud when you have done something. When you have struggled with problems. And to be inspired is the same as to be in the mood for doing something. And making an abstraction means that you do not need to paint or draw something that looks like it does in the real world. When you are creative you create something. To be a creator is to make something really unique.

I don’t know what art is or what an artist is. In my view an artist is a human being creating something that has never existed before. But there are much more to say about what art is. Perhaps it means that there shall be a communication as a goal. I don’t know. What I want when I paint is to feel great in the period of time when I do the work. One thing is really good about doing something. And that is: If you have problems with the inner mind chatter as I have then it is fantastic to be in flow and only have your mind on what you are doing. And you do it in a dialog with the painting you are creating. So your mind is about doing what you do. Yes this is fantastic. To be so occupied of doing your job that you forget everything else. You gorget time and place. You forget to eat. You are never getting tired.

Yes sure. I will be happy if you want to buy my art. And if you like what you see then use the sharing buttons and tweet it. Or Pin it. Or facebook it. But best of all is if you call me to buy. You are welcome to visit me where I live and I will tell you where if you ask.

In 2015 I will have an exhibition at Granes Galleri here in  Aarhus.  I will be back when it is scheduled.

Now feel free to breathe again and go out in the world, go out in the nature or in the city and just look. To look is just great. When you tell yourself to LOOK then the inner mind chatter stops. For a while.

Have a great time

Palle Adamos Finn

Poetry Write here

Horror Darkness Impossibility
Never finding her way
but now he was found
by him she waited for

Down the street she is walking
singing songs of love
joined bye a choir of angels
singing Hosianna Hosianna

Filled with calm and peace and happiness
thinking of him
the one and only
his words of love and trust
inside her heart

Wherever she walked she saw the face of him
Love is also meant for me
Singing With the faith of a little child
the tunes from singing friends

Peace Love Happiness Meaning
deep deep inside her bobbling venes
He was everything
For ever, he said to her.

 

Poetry

It has been dark outside for hours
it is winter now
and therefor it is cold and dark
just dark and cold

The dark forces has set themselves free
two brothers were killed by their father
The Dark Chief was his name
A man of discipline and order respect
for what he thought was right

But nothing was right for him
everything he looked at was bad and filled with faults
He was unsatisfied with his two sons

They had stolen a motorbike
and on their first tour they hit a small baby in a wagon
it was no longer a baby

In the newspaper the episode was written
and the Dark Chief locked his door
He died sitting in his chair
No light
No heater
He starved to death

It is dark outside now
it is winter now
it is cold and dark.

Poetry

Waking up and down
saying hello to a word
to another word

Waking up and shaking the legs
Jumping down
sleeping no more

This was this
she said
it was her life

Nothing more nothing left
left behind the truck
weeping again

Memories whipping her mind
nowhere to hide

Here and there and everywhere
she is rolling again

Poetry

I mellemtiden

 

Derfra hvor fyret står  er der en flot udsigt til Kronborg Slot. Skyerne driver sammen mod nordøst. Samler sig. Blytunge er de efterhånden. Truer. Truer med hagl, med tonstung ammunition fra Det Høje mod det lavere. En gammel mand med sin cykel standser op. Vender om. Vender hjem. Hjem derfra hvor han kom. Til konen med rismelsgrøden og det utætte tag. Det buldrer nu. Skyerne giver los. Det styrter ned fra deroppe. Vandet driver ned ad væggene. De hvidkalkede vægge af ler har forlængst givet op. De smuldrer og opløses. Lidt efter lidt i løbet af nogle timer svinder de hen og løber ud. Gulvet er et mudder. Grøden er kold. Konen råber op til manden om at han skal gøre noget. Og hun går ud og ser op. Et lyn flækker himlen. Hun går i knæ med et skrig. Han sukker og holder vejret.

 

Poetry

A friend of mine told me that there has been found examples showing that it is possible to find speed higher than the speed of light. As long as I can remember I have believed that the speed of light, c, is a nature constant and that the speed of light in vacuum is the highest possible.

I will be happy to know if this is correct. Is it possible to find observation that can only be explained if it is supposed that what is observed is an object , particle, wave .. having a speed higher than the speed of light.

As I understand relatively  it depends by assuming that c, the speed of ligt, is the highest possible and is found in the famous equation :   E=mc²

c=299.792.458 m/s.

Please write me if you know that the speed of light is not the highest  to be found by particles or waves: pallej88@gmail.com  Thank you.   Palle jensen

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia:

“Upper limit on speeds

…According to special relativity, the energy of an object with rest mass m and speed v is given by γmc2, where γ is the Lorentz factor defined above. When v is zero, γ is equal to one, giving rise to the famous E = mc2 formula for mass–energy equivalence. The γ factor approaches infinity as v approaches c, and it would take an infinite amount of energy to accelerate an object with mass to the speed of light. The speed of light is the upper limit for the speeds of objects with positive rest mass. This is experimentally established in many tests of relativistic energy and momentum.[32]

Three pairs of coordinate axes are depicted with the same origin A; in the green frame, the x axis is horizontal and the ct axis is vertical; in the red frame, the x′ axis is slightly skewed upwards, and the ct′ axis slightly skewed rightwards, relative to the green axes; in the blue frame, the x′′ axis is somewhat skewed downwards, and the ct′′ axis somewhat skewed leftwards, relative to the green axes. A point B on the green x axis, to the left of A, has zero ct, positive ct′, and negative ct′′.

Event A precedes B in the red frame, is simultaneous with B in the green frame, and follows B in the blue frame.

More generally, it is normally impossible for information or energy to travel faster than c. One argument for this follows from the counter-intuitive implication of special relativity known as the relativity of simultaneity. If the spatial distance between two events A and B is greater than the time interval between them multiplied by c then there are frames of reference in which A precedes B, others in which B precedes A, and others in which they are simultaneous. As a result, if something were travelling faster than c relative to an inertial frame of reference, it would be travelling backwards in time relative to another frame, and causality would be violated.[Note 5][34] In such a frame of reference, an “effect” could be observed before its “cause”. Such a violation of causality has never been recorded,[16] and would lead to paradoxes such as the tachyonic antitelephone.[35]…..” from Wikipedia 30. oct 2014

Poetry

Albert Einstein

“Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.”

—Albert Einstein — To Fred Wall, 1933. AEA 31–845

 

 

 

 

“Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.” Quoted in interview by G.S. Viereck , October 26,1929. Reprinted in “Glimpses of the Great”(1930).

 

“I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious.”

—Albert Einstein — To Carl Seelig – March 11,1952. AEA 39–013

“The more success the quantum theory has, the sillier it looks.”

—Albert Einstein — To Heinrich Zangger – May 20,1912. AEA 39–655

“Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile.”

—Albert Einstein —Quoted in the New York Times, June 20,1932 AEA 29–041

More about Albert Einstein on www-einstein.biz

Poetry