Champion of Every One…
And together I declare you as a CEO too, the Champion of Each Other…
A CEO of life’s adventures…
The Power of Win Win Win…
From The Depths
Emeric’s Brain
4th of June 2018
Sintra, Portugal
You can cheer everyone else on or you could choose to take advantage of other’s suffering.
You can be the inspiration of wonder or the drain of other’s energy.
The better way…
The better way to maintain a constant state of flow and energy lives in the winning mindset while wanting others to win as well. Even if that means beating your competitor in the game of business, or on the field of sports.
It’s an infinite cycle, an energetic geyser of wonder, the winning mindset.
Your joy gives joy.
Your success brings success and on and on and on.
It’s a game, life.
…metaphors to explore life as it is…
Who can you help win today?
Don’t Listen To Them Without Listening…
Everyone has an opinion.
Podcasts, blogs, videos, books, and access to a billion minds floating lost in the world…
These minds open and desperate to find a key to their challenges, these minds, listening to people speak as if the voice they hear are some how knowing.
And these voices that are speaking lack the humility or awareness to know what they don’t know.
And so they speak with a confidence that is false and faltering.
But to listen is to discover.
It’s in their language, the words they use to describe what they profess to know.
Listening is an art, a skill, an ability that if practiced and played with, will reveal the voices that lie.
I’m not talking about the news media, the movies, or the mainstream.
I’m talking about the people who have easy access to tools to spread their words, words not messages, words that in one context create a pretend authority and expertise, a knowing which isn’t true.
In other words people lie and they lie knowingly and they lie unconsciously.
And they do it all of the time.
You must listen.
Listen…
Listen well…
And then listen some more…
And again, don’t listen to me, listen to your own experience to know if it is so.
And if you “Think” than you don’t know. ( I think… )
An AUDIO Message For You ( And The Sacred Sound Bells Ringing: an interlude… )
Click Play…
Come with me for a moment.
Out for a walk,
under the mysterious sky,
the castles close by and
a message
for you.
Thank you for being here, but I need some clarity…
I answer all my emails.
Love@EmericDamian.com
p.s.
You know I want the best for you, for you to live your genius, your wonder, your wildness… Everything I share, moves in that direction, the expression of the existence called you.
Hugs and love…
I Have To Talk With You About Something That Is Dear To My Heart…
It was that last year in proper University, the time before I started slipping into performances to watch professors profess, before I was taking my desire’s desires to heart.
It was for the sake of learning alone.
We are talking my 7th year in university and a class that was one of many beautiful terrors, the terror of beauty.
I can’t explain my struggle with Charles Baudelaire at this moment, but let’s say a French name to my naive glottal was lost and the resulting articulation was one for embarrassment to all who listened, particularly the professor, who corrected me thrice.
And while the Le Fleur du mal transformed my life, the moment I want to tip with you is Walter’s ways with the Aesthetic Movement…
Walter Pater…
I have never experience sentences of your kind.
And that was it.
The exploration of art for art’s sake, and then to find a sentence that kept turning my mind, wanting me to read it over and over and over, was unbelievable to my virginy mind.
A thousand blushes of naivety.
And this one book explained myself to me with words that I hadn’t yet discovered to put upon my own experience.
It had been my experience that being is it, being for the sake of being, being without having to be anything other than the beauty that is life.
And you are life. I am life. We are in existence, and beauty matters to me.
Everything Becomes A Blessing Upon Beauty, Upon Existence, And Life, Art Itself…
If your life is simply your art, than you experience things in a different way than most.
Every moment, when you are awake to it, becomes a part of your story, of your paintings, of your words.
And that only comes after the experience.
To have the experience, adn then turn the translation for others, well that is the art of sharing.
Art of a being is circular.
It lives like this, live and be, create and translate those experiences as you might, share or give away to others to ingest as they will.
And it becomes a kind of circular sensation.
Creating for pleasure…
There are transitional moments in all of it, in places that gifts you the opportunity to feel and emote, to experience and twist life all upon your body and mind.
It’s an excuse perhaps…
An excuse to fondle life completely…
But if you are the tongue and the taste, and the taster, you must believe that nothing turns on another like sharing the kiss.
We will speak more about this soon…
What of that sentence? The Sentence That Many Know…
18 years ago, I didn’t know its popularity, but like a taste of wonder, most who know, know…
But I no longer have the book, which I gave to a friend some time ago, but there is a quote not the one I wish to share, but one that speaks to so many, “To burn always with this hard gemlike flame, to maintain this ecstasy, is success in life.”
Who wouldn’t be attracted to such potential.
Hugs and love,
Emeric Damian
p.s.
Follow along on this adventures and more importantly share your own if you are so inclined.
The two mentioned:
- The Renaissance: Studies in Art and Poetry by Walter Pater
- Le Fleur du mal, by Charles Baudelaire
Her Helmet Said Yes, So Why Would I Be So Foolish To Say No?
And hello my love,
It’s always a pleasure to be here with you for a few moments, to share an experience, an unfolding of the existence that we are sharing with each other.
There is nothing in our lives that keeps us from moving together, traveling together to exist upon the mystery.
So we play and we travel and we don’t stop, we keep running into the explorations.
Here I am in this moment, a motorcycle and an open country.
And in all of that beauty waiting for a taste of the living death. You know that sensation that asks you to acknowledge a whisper of hesitation, a slight of fear, a way of being the excites, even though it potentially torments.
And so here we are in that space, walking, running, riding and otherwise lying entwined in the universe.
Of course I said yes!
Wouldn’t you, I hope it’s true, that way we can dance and play and enjoy our days…
Love you,
Emeric Damian