the same inside
walking to your place for a love feast
I saw at a street corner
an old beggar woman.
I took her hand
kissed her delicate cheek,
we talked, she was
the same inside as I am,
from the same kind,
I sensed this instantly
as a dog knows by its scent
another dog.
I gave her money,
I could not part from her.
After all, one needs
someone who is close.
And then I no longer knew
why I was walking to your place.
- Anna Swirszczynska
"I think it is better to concentrate on what you do as an artist, than to pursue acceptance from the world. It’s a waste of time to concentrate your energy on that. The acceptance will come when they need what you have produced or be amused enough by your work in the boredom of their lives. Keep your pride… and dignity as the giver, and not a taker. As the giver, we are creating the future of our world."
— Yoko Ono
winter waves. cold wind.
"So I stayed in the quant and trading businesses (I’m still there), but organized myself to do minimal but intense (and entertaining) work, focus only on the most technical aspects, never attend business “meetings,” avoid the company of “achievers” and people in suits who don’t read books, and take a sabbatical year for every three on average to fill up gaps in my scientific and philosophical culture. To slowly distill my single idea, I wanted to be come a flaneur, a professional meditator, sit in cafes, lounge, unglued to desks and organization structures, sleep as long as I needed, read voraciously, and not owe any explanation to anybody. I wanted to be left alone in order to build, small steps at a time, an entire system of thought based on my Black Swan Idea."
— Nassim Nicholas Taleb
