hidden buddha

there is an hidden buddha in everyone!

instruction to see the stereogram:
click on the image to open it in another window, and see it bigger.
look at the image and every so often at something behind the screen.
try to focus your glance on the things behind...
and go back to the image...
back and forth...
just relax and make the magic happen!
like it happens often in life, more we focus on something, and more we don't get it...
relax... don't be to concerned about what you are aiming and you'll get it!

ps
don't get distracted by the flies!!! ;-)
stereogram like in fly

the monster inside of me

white page

our past, our history stains our eyes.
we can see the future only on the base of our past.
and we can see only linearly...
so we are damned to try to repeat it...

are we our past?
are we free from it?

no more space to write.
no more white pages.

in the land of the blind...

One day when Yacob was present he returned to the topic of Nunez. "I have examined Nunez," he said, "and the case is clearer to me. I think very probably he might be cured."
"This is what I have always hoped," said old Yacob.
"His brain is affected," said the blind doctor.
The elders murmured assent.
"Now, what affects it?"
"Ah!" said old Yacob.
This," said the doctor, answering his own question. "Those queer things that are called the eyes, and which exist to make an agreeable depression in the face, are diseased, in the case of Nunez, in such a way as to affect his brain. They are greatly distended, he has eyelashes, and his eyelids move, and consequently his brain is in a state of constant irritation and distraction."
"Yes?" said old Yacob. "Yes?"
"And I think I may say with reasonable certainty that, in order to cure him complete, all that we need to do is a simple and easy surgical operation--namely, to remove these irritant bodies."
"And then he will be sane?"
"Then he will be perfectly sane, and a quite admirable citizen."
"Thank Heaven for science!" said old Yacob, and went forth at once to tell Nunez of his happy hopes.

H.G.Wells "The Country of the Blind"

anarchy: western vs eastern approach

anarchy according to science: emergent property of a complex system, egoistic genes, evolutionary theories... this is a good representation of a western point of view: so about external world. freedom is analysed according external conditions and factors... eastern people would start from the mind watching reality. western anarchists try to make a revolution in the external world, abolishing rules, annihilate governments...
jiddu krishnamurti (an indian philosopher), in a speech at the United Nations said that the real revolution is a revolution about consciousness. people have to change their minds, increase their awareness, and the world changes will follows... naturally without any effort, without any fight...
aware of what? of what's the real nature of the things... at the end what this video show is what tao says... nature has its order...that is not what we think it is (!!) ... just follows, relax... and...

Anarchy is

I'm the wind

my body trembles, i feel fear...
are there any reason for my fear?
if there aren't any... i can invent any...
so easy...
life is short and the world is a dangerous place...
hahaha

 PS
thanks to the donations i could buy a graphic tablet... so a i can start to draw again after been stopped by the metacarpal tunnel syndrome  
THANKS

about art (from the comic "bedtime stories")

the Confusion God about Love

bed time stories for daydreamers

here it is finally: the illustrated story book about daydreamers...

you can see it or download it following the link

click to see it

for hard copy write to:
kandido.burenson@gmail.com
and i'll send you one

this work is under creative commons licence: you can download it, use it, copy it...


if you like it, share it, give a feedback (i like negative feedback!!)...
and give a donation if you feel like...
this project is about money as well, it follows the rainbow donation style or the gnu software (linux)
can something good (hopefully) survive without a price?
i'm selling it on the road...

plagiarism

every draw i make is a copy.
the inspirations are many... books, movies and comics.
the brain is a nether-less than a copy machine.
nothing new can come out of there... it will be just a mix of many other things...
maybe a new mix... but it will taste always of something you know... (if you know already how it can be new!!!)
so where is creativity?
creativity is in chaos
creativity is in mistakes, in errors
creativity is the unexpected
creativity is in losing control, in losing mind
like in a dance, like in love, like in drugs...
only there you can see the self that you don't know
only there you can see something of you different from your mind...

zack is evil

is zack evil? what does it mean evil?
his nature bring him to destroy, to question any rule... is this evil?
in nature there are some forces that bring to changes, to destroy the old... this is a part of the process, of the cycle of creation and destruction.
the tiger kills old an sick animals: is it generous? is it evil? it's just a tiger. but if we tame the tiger and she becomes like a cat, we make a bad tiger. the tiger loose its position in the nature.

the same is for zack: culture, schools, work are trying to tame his nature, to make him artificial, sophisticated.
one time a japanese buddhist monk went to italy, to the catholic "comunione e liberazione" congress and he asked to be brought to mussolini's tomb to pray. it was a big scandal: "why do you want to pray on his tomb: he was a bad man!".
the monk replied "it was just his karma. he need someone to pray for him. he had to follow its destiny".
no bad nor good: everything is just conventional, relative to specific time and place.

public life

 

living in a zoo cage,
life in front of the others,
like a prison.
everybody with a pubblic image and a private one.
in the public we play our role, like puppets in front of an uninterested audience.
maybe

memories

memories of what we lived,
they make us see the world through them
through those experiences.
not the real world but the world through our biased eyes.
memeory can be seen as  fixed pictures of a reality always changing.

in sanskrit the word memory  is used for the god of lust as well: Smara.
when desire will go memories will be gone too and one will be dead.
life is made of memory for indians, that's why Shiva the destroyer is also called Smarahara, destroyer of memory.
when we forecast something we do on base of our memories,
when we desire something we do on base of our memories
but memories are past (sma in sanskrit)
and the world is keep on changing

blood sucking kisses

love communication: to be a lover or not to be a lover

love bubbles

"are we alone?"

words: love, romantic, care...

what do they mean?

i was thinking...  you were thinking... and the end big misunderstanding

words create confusion, misunderstanding, expectations

words make life more complicate... a hug, a coffee in the morning, a touch... they seem more clear....

love doesn't need words...

love doesn't need reasons, "because"s....

david bourland proposed to eliminate the verb "to be" from the vocabulary.

what is it? we cannot know what it is, only what it look like to each of us.

is it any truth that everybody share? or are there only opinion?

our reality is created by  words and concepts... we should use them more carefully...