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Imagination is everything that exists and more importantly the doorway to everything that goes beyond the existing and non-existing.

Personal notes ~2008 - @ahimsafeed

Diving into some of my old writings... Maybe I should share more with you all 🙏️️️️️️

Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.

Rumi - @ahimsafeed

When I was 14, I decided to study photography My uncle gifted me his Canon A-1, a full set of lenses, and the gear to build my own darkroom It was the first real camera I ever worked with. I’d spend hours in the attic developing photos Today he’s no longer here. But I honor him by using the camera. Regardless of light leaks, battery issues, and all Italy + Austria, 2026 Fujicolor 400

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I learned this, at least, by my experiment: that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.

Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods - @ahimsafeed

I was ashamed of myself when I realised life was a costume party and I attended with my real face.

Franz Kafka - @ahimsafeed

It’s the 8th anniversary of this channel! 🫶 Thanks for being here. A small message from my heart to yours: Be kind to yourself, be patient, but most of all trust this experience and step into the self that you truly want to embody Don’t underestimate yourself and your ability to manifest your dreams, you can do it Consistency and time will even make water cut through stone Be kind to others, be compassionate, and embody the person you want to see in this world If you’re reading this, I love you

Cymatics is a branch of physics that studies how sound and vibration interact with matter. In the worldview of the Shipibo-Conibo people, the universe is a song, and every element has a pattern that can be sung. Ícaros are songs, transmissions, and forms of knowledge passed down from generation to generation, kept alive through singing and through Kené. In Kené, each design is composed of interwoven lines that create pathways and journeys, traditionally woven, embroidered, or painted. From this worldview, design is the visible manifestation of song. In other words, what is sung as an ícaro can be perceived as a pattern, and that pattern can then be woven or embroidered. Some artisans describe “seeing” these designs during states of deep connection (dreams, fasting, ceremonies), in much the same way that healers and shamans “receive” ícaros. Like many other Amazonian tribes, the Shipibo do not distinguish between seeing and hearing: they listen with their eyes and see with their ears. For this reason, their designs are considered visual music, expressed through Kené. Kené is that very song made visible. What is sung can be seen, and what is seen can be sung. This song, in the voice of Herlinda Agustín, is part of the documentary The Painted Songs of the Amazon. Her voice, in dialogue with a resonant and continuous sound field, observed through a cymascope, reveals visible patterns sustained in water. Different languages pointing in the same direction: vibration organizing, remembering, aligning, and reorganizing. Sounds that weave networks, networks that, instead of trapping, create bonds, unite, and connect.

Post and video by @adriancapresi - @ahimsafeed

Breathing in, I calm body and mind. Breathing out, I smile.

Thich Nhat Hanh - @ahimsafeed

When you let go of what you are, you become what you might be. The mind that is still, the heart that is empty of desire— this is the birthplace of all things. Creativity flows like water: effortless, quiet, and without seeking recognition. The sage creates without claiming ownership; what is created belongs to all and none.

Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching - @ahimsafeed

Emotion energy in motion

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People look for retreats for themselves, in the country, by the coast, or in the hills. But nowhere can you find a more peaceful and less busy retreat than in your own soul.

Marcus Aurelius, Meditations - @ahimsafeed

Tell all the truth but tell it slant, Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth's superb surprise As Lightning to the Children eased With explanation kind The Truth must dazzle gradually Or every man be blind

Emily Dickinson - @ahimsafeed

A farmer's horse ran away. His neighbours came to say how terrible it was. "Maybe," said the farmer. The next day the horse returned, bringing with it three wild horses. The neighbours came to say how wonderful it was. "Maybe," said the farmer. The following day his son tried to ride one of the wild horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbours came to offer their sympathy. "Maybe," said the farmer. The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing the son's broken leg, they passed him by. The neighbours came to say how fortunate it was. "Maybe," said the farmer.

A Zen story - @ahimsafeed

We eat, excrete, sleep, and get up; this is our world. All we have to do after that is to die.

Ikkyu - @ahimsafeed