Saturday, August 01, 2009

Dove Sta Memoria

aka 'Krapuul In Actie'
1995 or 6 - 2009
Disappeared without a trace a week ago

God on the left, Kia on the right
The Yang out of the Tao, the Podge out of the Chao

Wherever you are I'm sure you're partaking in the great infinite cat

Your little friend God is looking for you everywhere (and so am I)
I've known many cats but you were the fifth angel (God isn't even close but trying), and the wisest

I'll allways miss you tiger - shitR I'll spend my days saying goodbye and godspeed as I couldn't . You were the closest to what I would call "my best friend."

Hexagram 16 'Balanced motion'
The wise man will not lose himself in short-lived pleasures.
When he notices that notion is jammed (and here my youngest cat Butsu drops the Yi King on the floor), his explosion will bring the multitude.

Changing lines

The blind man is entangled in short-lived gratification.

Events from the past have not yet been digested.

A favor is requested while self-delusion prevails.

Remain firm as a rock.

a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will

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