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February 28th, 2009




Each one of our actions generates the fruit that we eat. There are all kinds of fruits in our gardens, some sweet and juicy and others bitter and difficult to swallow. We have to always be aware that we are the generators of each and every fruit we have to eat, the good ones as well as the bad ones. LIONE & CROFT

February 27th, 2009




Flowers are the visible expression of an internal fermentation process. We are all like flowers. We are flowers of all kind of colors and sizes, of perfumes and textures. What kind of flower are you choosing to be? A flower that is beautiful, open and expanding perfume and harmony around you, or a thorny, non-perfumed condensation of wrong actions? You have a choice. You can choose your place in Eden. You can choose the fruits you will get. LIONE & CROFT.

February 27th, 2009

We need to share what our close friend Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931) has to say about marriage. In today’s world’s translation it could read living together or any other way of sharing our lives with our chosen one. It is always very good to remeber that to be close to someone you have to be separated. There is no other way of succeeding in the complex enterprise of “marriage”. Here he goes again!

          “Then Altamira spoke again and said, And what of Marriage, master?

          And he answered saying:

          You were born together, and together you shall forevermore.

          You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.

          Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.

          But let there be spaces in your togetherness, and let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

          Love one another, but make not a bond of love:

          Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

          Feel each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.

          Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.

          Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,

          Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

          Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.

          For only the hand of Life can contain hearts.

          And stand together yet not too near together:

          For the pillars of the temple stand apart,

          And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.”

February 26th, 2009




While the MACROCOSMIC ACTIONS move forward and transform us with their powerful magnetic force, THE COSMIC WEB supports us and lulls us as little dots stuck to its magnetic threads.

We are incapacitated to feel and be aware of this as we are designed to act SIMPLE FINITE ACTIONS. We always start with an emotional intention; it has always been like that since the beginning of time, guided with a survival sense. An operative vision applied to our immediate necessities.

The human species have journeyed millions of years to arrive today to this point in the WEB where we are all even.

We can now choose to open our perception and be aware of how real our invisible actions in the web are and start creating CONNECTIONS OF LOVE AND UNDERSTANDING that will build “our stairway to heaven”. LIONE & CROFT.

February 26th, 2009

We are going to transcribe some words on love that Kahlil Gibran (1883- 1931) wrote in his masterpiece “The Prophet” in 1923. We feel these words are another expression of the same concept we posted yesterday in The Loveless. This is that we are Love. We are part of Love not owning or claiming Love but only flowing as one with it. Hope you feel his words as deeply as we do.


“Then said Altamira, Speak to us of Love.

         And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:

         When love beckons to you, follow him,

         Though his ways are hard and steep.

         And when his wings enfold you yield to him,

         Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

         And when he speaks to you believe in him,

         Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.


         For even if love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

         Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,

         So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

         Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.

         He threshes you to make you naked.

         He sifts you to free you from your husks.

         He grinds you to whiteness.

         He kneads you until you are pliant;

         And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast.


         All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of our hearts, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.


        But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure,

        Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out love’s threshing-floor,

        Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.”