Bye bye Bangkok

This morning I woke up still having some words , bit's of sentences of Ryokan's poem wandering in my mind,

I asked for help, and Tho found the poem that was in my dream:


I watch people in the world

Throw away their lives lusting after things,

Never able to satisfy their desires,

Falling into deeper despair

And torturing themselves.

Even if they get what they want

How long will they be able to enjoy it?

For one heavenly pleasure

They suffer ten torments of hell,

Binding themselves more firmly to the grindstone.

Such people are like monkeys

Frantically grasping for the moon in the water

And then falling into a whirlpool.

How endlessly those caught up in the floating world suffer.

Despite myself, I fret over them all night

And cannot staunch my flow of tears. 

Ryokan

(poet, excentric, hermit) 1758-1831


Leaving for Vietnam this afternoon,

So happy to see family, friends colleagues:) soon:)

It was also so lovely to see so many friends here in Bangkok, Abhisiree...thank you:), Mike :) Mae Chee and Joy:) Jaques Vero+children:) 

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20.05 | 08:42

Wonderful article my Love! Thank you for teaching me Love since the day we met and it's not over yet

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26.04 | 10:23

My pleasure & happiness to be there with ELI's & TTG's people on this occasion.
I adore your work in two decades and wish you all the best in the next chapter.

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15.08 | 16:39

Et tout le mieux pour l'avenir de vos projects !

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