Posts Tagged ‘zen’

15
Jul

Last Day Dream

by senge in From Here and There

A short but powerful video, really makes you think.

Last Day Dream [HD] from Chris Milk on Vimeo.

“Last Day Dream”

a man watches his life pass before him

Quicktime version

Produced for the 42 Second Dream Film Festival

Beijing China 2009

www.42×42.com

Written and Directed by Chris Milk

Produced by Samantha Storr

Associate Producer Brad O’Connor

Music Chris Milk

Photography Chris Milk

Editor Livio Sanchez

Production Designer Matthew Holt

Wardrobe Stylist Lydia Paddon

Makeup & Wardrobe Molly Paddon

Production Assistance Jason Baum

Production Assistance Clint Caluory

Telecine Dave Hussey

Sound Design Eddie Kim

Shot entirely on Lensbaby Lenses and Canon 5D Mark II SLR Camera

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15
Jul

Scent of now

by senge in Frozen Moments, Spontaneous Poetry

Dim light,
Early morning.
Orange cinder
On the altar.

Just sit.
Just breathe.
Scent of incense,
Being now.

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13
Jul

Clouds

by senge in Frozen Moments, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Early morning,
Grey clouds,
Cold breeze,
Silent mind.

Stray thoughts
Come and go.
Calmly breathe,
Back to now.

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11
Jul

Child Mind

by senge in Frozen Moments, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

No self,
No mind,
No ‘me’,
No ‘you’.

No hope,
No goal,
No gain,
Just sit.

_/|\_

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9
Jul

Stilness

by senge in Frozen Moments, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Quiet house aronund me,
Sound of water in the distance.
Birds sing softly out the window.
I sit and let the “now” just be.

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8
Jul

Sitting

by senge in Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

The sound of thunder
From a summer storm,
I gently touch
And let it go.

The scent of cooking
From my mother’s kitchen,
I gently touch
And let it go.

A miriad lights reflected
On a river from my childhood,
I gently touch
And let it go.

I sit and breathe,
A simple witness
To a thousand thoughts,
And let them go.

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6
Jul

Farewell

by senge in Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

A gentle breeze,
A flutter of leaves,
The sound of running water
In the distance.

A fleeting moment
Gone before we notice,
Our whole life,
an instant.

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5
Jul

Noon

by senge in Frozen Moments, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Felling the sun
Warming up my skin,
I open my eyes
And fill them with now.

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4
Jul

Awakening

by senge in Mind Games, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Exactly when was it that I forgot?

Can I still recall?

The old sword is asleep
While the armor rusts away in silence.

I sit… and I remember.

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3
Jul

Contrasts

by senge in Mind Games, Spontaneous Poetry

Birth, death,
Calm and stillness,
Movement and change,
Never and now.

Everything flows,
Everything crumbles,
Reassembles itself,
Always, and never the same.

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