Com després d'un petit ruixat.

Avui horabaixa he vist aquest vídeo d'Allan Watts en espanyol. Les coses i events en que descomponem el món és al nostra manera de poder pensar en el món i no la exacta realitat del món. Segons Allan Watts el món és un i llavors la nostra ment crea les divisions, com per exemple, "jo-tu", "adalt-abaix', "figura-fons", "vida-mort"....formant una "matriu" que forma la nostra particular "il.lusió" o "maya" del món. ..... https://youtu.be/CZfm4FWaZjo?si=hY1gu9w777SCa2f0 ......

Segurament feia uns quants anys que no escoltava aquesta cançó. Em dóna molta pau interior escoltar-la. "In the early morning rain." In the early mornin' rain with a dollar in my hand With an achin' in my heart and my pockets full of sand I'm a long way from home, Lord, I miss my loved ones so In the early mornin' rain with no place to go Out on runway number nine, big 707 set to go And I'm stuck here in the grass where the pavement never grows Now the liquor tasted good, and the women all were fast Well now there she goes, my friend, she'll be rollin' down at last Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver wing on high She's away and westward bound, far above the clouds she'll fly There the mornin' rain don't fall, and the sun always shines She'll be flyin' over my home in about three hours' time This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me And I'm stuck here on the ground as c...