:тime for new Samsara. year 2012

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“Visually breathtaking. Unlike anything you will ever see.” IndieWire

“The stunning new trailer for Samsara offers a tantalizing peek at the dozens of exotic locations visited by the filmmakers in their quest to capture the ‘ever turning wheel of life’ on Earth.”

If you are familiar with the stunning and transcendent visual poetry of Ron Fricke’s non-narrative documentary BARAKA (1992), his follow up film SAMSARA might interest you as well!  He filmed everything with 70mm film so I will no doubt be gorgeous.  I would write more about this, but part of the magic of Fricke’s films are that they have to be seen and experienced, and preferably in a giant theatre.  Here is the trailer.

A spiritual love-story set in the majestic landscape of Ladakh, Himalayas. Samsara is a quest; one man’s struggle to find spiritual Enlightenment by renouncing the world. And one woman’s struggle to keep her enlightened love and life in the world. But their destiny turns, twists and comes to a surprise ending.

Release date August 23, 2012. Samsara – Filmed over a period of five years in twenty-five countries on five continents, and shot on 70mm film, Samsara transports us to the varied worlds of sacred grounds, disaster zones, industrial complexes, and natural wonders. “Samsara” is a sanskrit word meaning “continuous flow”; it is the repeating cycle of birth, life, death and rebirth (reincarnation) within Hinduism, Buddhism, Bön, Jainism, Yoga and Sikhism.

SAMSARA is a Sanskrit word that means “the ever turning wheel of life” and is the point of departure for the filmmakers as they search for the elusive current of interconnection that runs through our lives.  Filmed over a period of almost five years and in twenty-five countries, SAMSARA transports us to sacred grounds, disaster zones, industrial sites, and natural wonders.  By dispensing with dialogue and descriptive text, SAMSARA subverts our expectations of a traditional documentary, instead encouraging our own inner interpretations inspired by images and music that infuses the ancient with the modern.

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:Yes, I do believe that  changes are coming. This is one of d ways, engaged advertising,  adds that are changing ur view of d things in a seconds. That’s why I save this picture when I saw it in my stream. We need to change d way of seeing d things, we must push for bigger awareness , we need to try more!

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This is one add that is fighting agains d blind society that is making new buildings and city halls but never think truly open. I know a lot of people who have their disabilities as a problem, and I believe it’s like this only because d society made this way of understanding d things. They don’t have (really) a problem, maybe some of them only have physical disabilities but it’s so in front of ur nose because nobody cares to make d life better for them. .. then we continue with building our stereotypes, tabооs etc.

well, I stand against that, I wish all of my city stairs have this add on, at least till don’t make d infrastructure change and make their regular even without this problem, hard life’s, easier . .. crossing fingers for fast development, especially if they are crucial as this.

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:really, Time is Nothing!

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:Very inspiring video, breathtaking .. I adore it!

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:in d video we read: 17 Countries. 343 Days. 6237 Photographs. One incredible journey.

After I quit my job last year, I packed a bag, grabbed my camera and bought a one way ticket to London. 17 countries later, I put together this time lapse video of the many amazing places I came across.

:So, it is, I wish I could have magical trip as this one, planet is a wonderful place, diversities connects Us, difference in d cultures unite Us, traditions are d knowledge that we share. .. motivational indeed 🙂

!bless, bliss & light ~

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!Merry Christmas [in this part of d World is today] ~

:d ocean resonates secret poems

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[echoing across the pond]

Poem for Mitko
_Michael Rothenberg

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Today, when Ziggy
(the dog) and I
go down to the ocean
we’ll send you a poem

Some wild ribbon
Invisible soul
birds in flight
across chrome waters

We will wait
for your silent reply
Look for a word
and world of peace

Riding back
over bright breakers
from your land-
locked European country

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A Sea-Monkey
I was born and raised
in Florida

Learned my liquid life
Now, I am pulled
by the moon

Birth and inevitability
Yes, the ocean
gives us power

Tells us the rolling universe
does not belong to us
No matter how hard

we try to destroy it

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Godless power
Chrome waves

Sun’s flames
soak my brow

Ziggy stops to dig in the sand
Barks at the blue-black raven

calling from the stranded
boulder on Shell Beach

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I’d go crazy living on an island
surrounded by a fevered sea of woe

and sapphire horizons

I plan for a busier tomorrow
But I can’t get the ocean out of my head

You could crave another island

But whatever’s there I can’t describe
Lupine, thistle, and wild oats

on the bluff
Something I think I see, but can’t

Imagination
inscribed in the mercurial sky

I wait for an explosion

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This is not a good year for Tyrants!
Copper skies above Tahrir Square

Here comes that crashing thought
That currency I sent away over the expanse

to be read by you, Mitko
Tear gas clouds in Tahrir Square

Coming back tied and frayed around a rugged headland
We have had enough of this enslavement!

Men and women, boys and girls with stones
Give them what they want

Don’t wait for permission from the headquarters
Authorization from the Opera

Live long and without endorsements

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The dog still barks, but can’t say exactly what he believes
Is that a dragon or civilization burning on the beach?

Coming in or going out
I can’t tell which way the poetry is running

A wave followed by another wave followed by another
Tide of the underworld rushing overall, blowing silver

over shipwrecked shores and tortured skies
A sleeper wave slashing

Pillars of…

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I asked the California badger
on the road back home
Do you find this dream amusing?

There was something vicious in his response
Is the human condition just entertainment?

I ask the badger
about Political gamesmanship
and coppery metaphors

Slung across the heavens
like Handel’s Messiah?

No reply!

This is not a domestic animal!

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O, Brother from another great continent
Beyond shimmering cataclysmic fever

Foam and light rushing up over my feet
Mammoth rubbings on mammoth stones. . .

Oh Macedonian Brother

I went down to the ocean today and the sky and sun and water
were blinding and gorgeous chrome, so I kind of got caught

in light and isolation and could think of nothing else

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.OCEANia and :Christmas
_Mitko Gogov

.lips are touching salty waves,
oceans playin’ with d messages lost in them.
We think that inside float
maternal fluid which nourishes us while we sleep
as teddy bears, as kangaroos
in d
wombs
inside.

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We fly with our messages
like freed birds from their cage..
Love is transferred through cosmic channels!
..an uncle somewhere far across the pond
sit on the shore,
caressing the existence of his thoughts
sending them far away to me
to be returned as hidden universes.
The day ends ..

. .. and, somewhere there Jesus is born.

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dogs bark in joy,
about one I know for sure.
In these bottles we keep all
d messages, those which are yet to be sent
condemning the mystery of not knowing.

!Telepathy is a pact with mice. .. you hear me?

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We signalize d existence,
as fireflies in summer. .. even d Indians would envy us
for d art of connecting.
Do we hear each other or d waves are too strong?!
I hear how d water cleans our souls. these salty rocks
one day will fall apart!
We run lost as we should
win this marathon, but not
all waves end at the same place?

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Embraced each other with d thoughts that returns
– boomerang technique is more active nowadays.
The end of reason is near ,
in d rain we hide d cry of our fear.
At the end of the day

:all stars are falling down
– but they not fade;

they glow us from closer!

night lights,
they make d passion for more myth!

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We reserve space in d universe
as if d hotel of our life has remained with(out)
no rooms. Guests are our memories. ..

fill d beds and under them they hide Us
from ourselves..*

Here the lake is calm
..dreaming of its elder brothers and sisters
will there be a river born to bring me
at d sea,
will there be a sea born
to bring me to you?

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The Absolute dives with special equipment
we the trackers are dolphins
we close our snouts while we breathe,
yet, our ears fill with water .

Can we hear d water composition
for the rain, for d snow that melts in us
or icicles are born?

In my house a wave is coming,
from d ocean is, We say. ..
on my walls dark blue worlds
aquarium filled with indigo sky

.my fishes are dreaming d Big Water
Lemurians dears ~

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.all rights reserved. Michael Rothenberg & Mitko Gogov copyright © 2011

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_this is a project that I like to call meditation trough #poetry and it happen on d Christmas Eve’ when Michael sit on d ocean and sent his poetry trough d waves in my house where I receive d salty smell of d eternal life that we live.

Before I share d bio that I took from wikipedia I want to mention here that I become friend with him after he start d big poetry event 100 Thousand Poets for Change, that took place all over d world in one single day 24. September and I decide to make poetry event that will be part of d event and will be placed in my city as only manifestation that will support this IDEA and will sent signal, light from Strumica for more awareness in all fields. more about 100 TPC and Big Bridge [here]. if u are into poetry u can create d event for ur region for next year, it’s planned for 29 September – [join Us, write to us at: walterblue@bigbridge.org]

Michael Rothenberg is an American poet, songwriter, editor, and active environmentalist in the San Francisco Bay Area. Born in Miami Beach, Florida, Rothenberg received his Bachelor of Arts in English at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. Afterward, he moved to California in 1976, where he began “Shelldance Nursery”, an orchid and bromeliad nursery.

In 1993 he received his MA in Poetics at New College of California. In 1989, Rothenberg and artist Nancy Davis began Big Bridge Press,[1] a fine print literary press, publishing works by Jim Harrison, Joanne Kyger, Allen Ginsberg, Philip Whalen and others. Rothenberg is editor of Big Bridge,[2] a webzine of poetry. Rothenberg is also co-editor and co-founder of Jack Magazine,[3] He is the editor of:

  • Overtime, Selected Poems by Philip Whalen
  • As Ever, Selected Poems by Joanne Kyger
  • David’s Copy, Selected Poems by David Meltzer
  • Way More West, Selected Poems by Ed Dorn (Penguin, 2007)
  • Collected Poems of Philip Whalen (Wesleyan University Press, 2007).

Rothenberg’s poems have appeared in 88: A Journal of Contemporary American Poetry, First Intensity, Cortland Review, Golden Handcuffs Review, Exquisite Corpse, Zyzzyva, Mudlark,[4] Jacket, Rolling Stock, Sycamore Review, and other publications. His books include Unhurried Vision, Paris Journals, What The Fish Saw, Nightmare Of The Violins, Man/Woman w/Joanne Kyger, and Favorite Songs. In 1990 Rothenberg began writing songs. His songs have appeared in films by Hollywood Pictures, Shadowhunter and Black Day, Blue Night.

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Mitko Gogov (1983, Skopje, Macedonia) aka kihuPotru is conceptual artist, published poet, youth worker & activist.

Conceptual/ multimedia artist (art academy, Bulgaria, non-formal educational art programs & workshops France ) with few expos, performances and art installations behind, showed in France, Norway, Italy, Serbia, Bulgaria, Macedonia.. published poet and short stories writer, translated in English [Philippines, Us.. ], Serbian, Croatian, Italian, Spanish, Indian [telugu], Bulgarian, Macedonian.. [still working on d first book that should be published February, 2o12]

youth worker that works with young people from everywhere, push for social inclusion and volunteering. .. active graffiti painter and word as a [dj] with the name Dzamski, specializing in psychedelic trance, dark forest, experimental and ambient sounds.
Blogger, open for communication. #culture #art #media

:d #intergalactical place ‘Mystic Mountain’

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.hmm. .. this mountain sounds pretty mystic to me! 😀

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.I didn’t even know that I’ll write smt about this, but this is totally stunning. The best surreal art I have seen and is real! . ..actually yes I couldnt find d link that brings me directly to ths photography, so voila’ also shortly about d photo:

+Hubble Space Telescope Captures View of 'Mystic Mountain'

Hubble’s 20th anniversary image shows a mountain of dust and gas rising in the Carina Nebula. The top of a three-light-year tall pillar of cool hydrogen is being worn away by the radiation of nearby stars, while stars within the pillar unleash jets of gas that stream from the peaks.

Credit: NASA, ESA, and M. Livio and the Hubble 20th Anniversary Team (STScI)

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:there are thousand of pictures like this already but this one is special for me.. I don’t know why just grabs me somehow. Fair enough to stay alone in this blog post and fight for beauty! Hope u enjoy IT, if is like that, share ur thoughts in comments bellow 🙂

:and from once. ..exploring!

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I didn’t plan this trip to finish like this but after I took two buses, the one from Sandanski to Petrich and the other one from Petrich to Gabrene then suddenly I found myself in d middle of that village that it’s like on d end of the world. On d Bulgarian side of d old Belasica mountain I was on few kilometers from the border with Macedonia, and yes I was going back home to Macedonia after one month stay in Sandanski as part of d Balkan Youth Festival.

First I ask some local people how can I get till d border and after a while I figure out that d only solution is to start walking slowly till d border, with all d bags that I had in me after one month. One grandpa told me that I’ll need to walk 2 kilometers to reach the border and for me that was not a problem since I already knew d road from before.Once I’ve done d same option and after few minutes there was car that stop and offer me to take me to the border.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So, I start my walk and yes I definitely enjoy the whole trip till d border but the thing was in that that there were not only two kilometers but double. So the challenge for me was bigger. I had with me the Sun that was almost burning like for d end of this month and all d birds, animals, insects and d happy family of unknown objects in d nature.

 

 

After a while from behind there was one grandma that was walking even more faster then me, that confirm me d direction and relax me a bit with the info that I’m on d right way. I was hoping a little that there will be some car that will pass, but only cars are passing trough my back because of my big big traveling bag that I had on me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

During this hour and a half walking I stop on few places so I can enjoy d view from there, because the village and d road are coming from the top of d mountain and basically d village is in d hearth of this green source. Some of d pictures are just for a memory of this lovey exploring. ..I grab with me few tea plants and one wooden stick that I bring home.

.. sometimes even the things that are not planned to happen when u accept them as a positive challenge they can be really good experience. I felt as mountaineer for a while today and realized that I miss d mountain trips that were part of my activities in d free time before.

Thank u dear cosmos of circumstances for giving me this opportunity to live a bit with d green spirits of this planet Earth!

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