“Друг мой, рассказы о том, что у тебя нет времени поработать над своими мыслями и своей жизнью, подобны рассказу о том, что у тебя нет времени залить бензин в пустой бак, потому что тебе надо быстрее ехать. Все равно это когда-то нужно будет сделать.”
“I believe that singing is the key to long life, a good figure, a stable temperament, increased intelligence, new friends, super self-confidence, heightened sexual attractiveness and a better sense of humor….there are physiological benefits, obviously: You use your lungs in a way that you probably don’t for the rest of your day, breathing deeply and openly. And there are psychological benefits, too: Singing aloud leaves you with a sense of levity and contentedness. And then there are what I would call “civilizational benefits.” When you sing with a group of people, you learn how to subsume yourself into a group consciousness because a capella singing is all about the immersion of the self into the community. That’s one of the great feelings — to stop being me for a little while and to become us. That way lies empathy, the great social virtue.”
Ежедневные цитаты из Ошо
А вот теперь в нашем коммьюнитиosho_ru каждое утро и каждый вечер публикуются маленькие цитаты из Ошо. Озаглавлены они как утренние и вечерние медитации, но это не совсем медитации. Посмотрим, проведём эксперимент, будет ли это полезно и интересно.
“во всех творческих тусовках и дисциплинках есть gear porn и дрочка на оборудование — гитаристы покупают по 15 гитар, не записав ни одной хорошей песни, любители закупают кучу железок для аудиостудии, не делая потом в ней ничего — список можно продолжать. три года я снимал фотки на мобильный телефон, принципиально не покупая фотокамеру (у меня нет амбиций фотографа). в тот момент, когда пришло время купить видеокамеру и начать снимать, я купил видеокамеру и начал снимать, не отвлекаясь на ахи, вздохи, красивости и дрочку — за три года съёмок на мобильник не только понял, но и прочувствовал, что техника это полная хуйня. «дали мяч — хуячь»”
“No matter how much power you have to really convey your personality, no matter how exciting your life is, when you just trust that it’s enough and you convey it, that’s what people love. When you just trust that who you are is good enough, and you just put it out there, that’s what people respond to.”
“They’ll drain the life from your life. Reputation, Posterity and Cool = Fear.
Let me put that another way. Bob Hope once said, “When I was twenty, I worried what everything thought of me. When I turned forty, I didn’t care what anyone thought of me. And then I made it to sixty, and I realized no one was ever thinking of me.” And then he pooed his pants, but that didn’t make what he said any less profound.
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“Ultimately, we all have to decide for ourselves what constitutes failure, but the world is quite eager to give you a set of criteria if you let it. So I think it fair to say that by any conventional measure, a mere seven years after my graduation day, I had failed on an epic scale. An exceptionally short-lived marriage had imploded, and I was jobless, a lone parent, and as poor as it is possible to be in modern Britain, without being homeless. The fears my parents had had for me, and that I had had for myself, had both come to pass, and by every usual standard, I was the biggest failure I knew.
Now, I am not going to stand here and tell you that failure is fun. That period of my life was a dark one, and I had no idea that there was going to be what the press has since represented as a kind of fairy tale resolution. I had no idea how far the tunnel extended, and for a long time, any light at the end of it was a hope rather than a reality.
So why do I talk about the benefits of failure? Simply because failure meant a stripping away of the inessential. I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me. Had I really succeeded at anything else, I might never have found the determination to succeed in the one arena I believed I truly belonged. I was set free, because my greatest fear had already been realised, and I was still alive, and I still had a daughter whom I adored, and I had an old typewriter and a big idea. And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.
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