Back to The Landscapes - Marcelo J. Bauer - E-Book

Back to The Landscapes E-Book

Marcelo J. Bauer

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Combining poetry, philosophical thought and advising, Back to the Landscapes depicts the search for the knowledge and consciousness of human heart and mind. Sensitive, spares no efforts to expose all its passion in exploring everyone's deeply inner landscapes, whilst trying to reconcile the soul with God.

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Seitenzahl: 46

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2009

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Sumário

Cover

Frontmatter

Dedication

Acknowledgement

Introduction

FIRST PART: Dark Nights Precede Dawn

The Valley of the Shadow of Death

No Guiding Light

Decaying Soul

Deceptions

Weakness

The Great Ravenous (Devourer)

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Storm

Insanity

The final battle

SECOND PART: Dawn

From Deep Inside

Inside

The Work of the Creation

Time Vanishes

We are fire and earth

Stars

Anima motrix

Earth

Share

Dialog sun-eagle

Blessed matter

I live, but it's not just I who lives in me

Contrasts

Shapeless cloud

Wild

The Sun Beats Alive Inside My Chest

The abyss of the unknown

The Deep Underground of the Soul

There are no Witnesses besides the Memory

Verb

Transitoriness

When the words are insufficient

Fragments of the eternal now

Touch of love

“ !!! EVOL YM:← mater principium The Form that TransForms

Sacrifice of the Appearances

The path to the Pure Heart

THIRD PART: Back to the Landscapes

There is no Last Twilight in the Eyes of the Mountain

Back to the Landscapes

Last Wish

Copyright

Pontos de referência

Cover

Table of content

Table of content

Dedication

To all the people that have been with me in this journey, who with love and dedication sowed ideas that forged my mind. More than love and dedication, you shared your own life with me.

They are all part in this Reality that I try to draft in this book. Their presence, even if ephemeral as the Twilight of the Evening, will be forever in my memories, in the core of my being. I live but I am not the only one within me...

Acknowledgement

To those who inspired me to write this book.

To the poets, philosophers, and scientists mentioned in this book or not, whose ideas enlightened my thoughts, and became the beacon of my reason and emotion, leading me through the mysterious path of existence, and teaching me to see clearer through appearances.

“I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.”

Isaac Newton

Introduction

A great part of our problems and suffering arise from our belief in dogmas and myths created by ourselves, pressured by society, or even by secular customs. These dogmas condition the worldview into a monolithic pattern, uniformed, and leveled to the opinions, creating antagonistic groups that consider themselves the holders of the truth, and capable of clashing with each other to defend their ideologies.

What these ways of looking at the world have in common, on a greater or lesser level, is the fragmented way of thinking and acting. They ignore, in many cases, the integrative and interdependent aspect of Nature, giving importance to the restrictive and tight aspects.

The cloud of fantasies and illusions twists the sight to a point where it becomes myopic and blurry, and in so many cases blinding us profoundly. Everything we see, we see under the perspective of a filter that selects what should and should not be considered.

This distorted view leads us to assumptions and prejudiced opinions towards Nature, to our peers, and about ourselves, causing conflicts and aggravating even further the fragmented character of our relationships, leading to a snowball effect.

It takes humbleness to recognize that something is wrong, but also a lot of courage to dissolve the clouds of darkness upon our eyes, and allow the light of a new dawn to enlighten us.

The seek for the light, the knowledge, and the truth is a difficult and insecure path in the darkness of uncertainty. Those who are brave enough to become a child again and free from behavior guidelines will be subject to wounds resulting from this hard and tempestuous journey.

It is a particular and intimate journey for everyone who is willing to go through it, and therefore, it is individual and can't be imitated or copied.

It is a time of deep loneliness and anguish, of helplessness and doubt.

Crossing the path of darkness, the dawn of a new morning arses in the horizon. And with a healthy and restored sight, we are able to see clearly everything that has always been there, waiting for a lucid and comprehensive gaze.

Now, we no longer need supranatural miracles, nor idols, nor magic, nor manuals or recipes, much fewer dogmas, as we become capable of, at every moment instant, witnessing and enjoying the miracles that are part of our mundane existence.

Miracles that have always been under our noses, thousands of miracles in every second that became routine, which the lack of sensibility prevented us to notice. Miracles like the Sun, the Trees. and the Mountains, the People and ourselves, multiples facets of a single Reality

FIRST PART: Dark Nights Precede Dawn

"We are the hollow men

We are the stuffed men

Leaning together

Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!

Our dried voices, when

We whisper together

Are quiet and meaningless

As wind in dry grass..."

T. S. Eliot

The Valley of the Shadow of Death

Finally, what I fear the most has arrived.

The nights became absolute darkness

There is no escape.

There are no ways, no exits.

There is no light, no heat.

There is nothing.