Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
One year later
It was exactly one year ago when I posted my Prologue, and since that this blog has developed a lot. To be honest I wouldn't have thought that it would last so long and that by the end of the first year I would have more than 280 posts written and almost 400 drafts waiting to be published. I've realized that this blog is much more important than I first thought. Now I can see that it has not just helped me organizing my thoughts, shapening my ideas and perfecting my principles, but it is also a very essential imprint of my spiritual developement, a written record of my personal history. Maybe this artwork is not recognized at the moment, but I know it will be a very useful guidebook one day, at least for myself if I ever lose the track. I remember I was worried that I would run out of topics, but my worries have been proven to be barren - quite the contrary, by the anniversary three new blogs have sprouted from the Watching down the cliff: the Secret scrolls of the Cliff which gives a deeper insight of my world for an inner circle (unpublished texts, exclusive comments, personal stories), A Szirt (meaning 'The Cliff' in Hungarian) which has the same concept like this blog but the content is related to Hungary only and written in Hungarian language and the Hidden pearls of the Cliff which is a photo blog dedicated to capture the transcendent beauty of Women.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Life after death
Two embryoes came to be in the pregnant woman´s tummy. One of them was a small believer, the other was a small sceptic.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Quote of the week
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Snow White remix
A funny and creative video remix of Snow White to a Daft Punk song. It's cool!
Dwarfed_punk by Flompex
Friday, April 24, 2009
Good day
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Flickr spell
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Someone
I truely believe there is someone out there. Someone who is looking for me as steadily as I am looking for her. Someone who believes so fanatically in spite of all logic and common sense that I do exist. Someone who is dreaming, longing, fighting, even if some days she either feels lonely, desperate and hopeless. Someone who is made of the same material, who has the same ingredients, someone with who we used to be one before we were born. And once those two souls are reunited there is no power what could separate them again. And I know I'm going to find You or you are going to find Me.