Petra Hermans's Blog: The Religion of The Blue Circle, page 4

One universal sound

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

One universal sound

I remembered, that moment,

by remembrance, a moment.

I could not stop, I could not turn.

On the way, the long way,

a smell in the air

has a sound in my soul.

Every time, I look at the smell

of all waters, my idea has brought

a day, where my child is enlightened.

In the ear, I heard no sound

but all I could take, 

was the wind behind my back!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

December 4, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10080941-the-pain-in-my-heart-made-a-resonance-it-looked

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10080856-i-can-catch-a-fly-easily-with-my-hand-the

Photograph II : Sunrise in the morning before Dawn, at my Home and my House

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White misty fields

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

White misty fields

When you are on a journey,

you are not alone, mostly of the times.

I knew, then

I had to leave a mountain,

slow down to find

a new, silver field.

The old field was turning

grey, and old and my sheep

could not make a silent sound.

While I was over the ways,

not definitely on my way,

I felt drops of water

between the eyes of brows,

of lightness and of blue laughter!

I once made a promise, that day.

What handkerchief was needed,

that moment, belongs to my very bag,

next to the 2 Pillars across All Stars.

The speed of light, nevertheless

took my far away and yet, 

I was on the moment, I

remembered two pair,

not one, of gloves.

It is an old ritual.

In the silence, I feel comfortable,

there.

It is not cold, or warm.

Someone, has to take me there.

Let me be the lucky one!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

December 3, 2019

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10080622-the-way-of-elegance-is-lost-by-a-dreamer-in

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The Silver Icy Crystal Ball

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Spring and autumn

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Spring and autumn

When I was a small, young child,

I had those dreams, I had dreams.

I saw it all, in small wonders,

continually by little small eyes.

What a wonder, I thought.

I have been prepared, in 3 paths,

I knew All about.

The safe road is not secure

unless I had a choice.

I knew the Road, all my life

and all the Houses, in this morning night.

I cannot express, the wonderful feeling

when I all of a sudden, knew it was 

a part of the Past.

I have learned, that by a physical element,

the very nature of my spiritual legacy,

would become a village.

It is still There, completely as One.

It is sometimes cold, in February

I can tell but when you do forget

the balance of emotions, one rationality

shines until the night, came through!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

December 3, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10080040-it-was-a-midwinter-s-night-a-dream-no-one-will

Enya – And Winter Came…, Track Six, Dreams Are More Precious,

© 2008 Warner Music UK Ltd.

Photograph II : Enya – And Winter Came…, Dreams Are More Precious

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A decent word

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

A decent word

If, it was not written,

it would not be thought.

If, the temperature

all surrounding my soul

is equal to Earth,

my universe was swallowed.

I would not say,

I tried.

I try.

The white curtains are closed

nowadays not even open.

If, it was icy cold,

in an age or area, 

I would rather feel a Sun.

When clothes guard a new angel,

try, try to look for Heaven.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

December 3, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10079928-the-summary-of-goodness-has-already-been-found-and-not

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10079339-i-was-born-by-a-task-it-could-not-be

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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The white wisdom

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The white wisdom

It was an old bookstore,

a very old bookstore.

The owner of the books,

was gone, for a long long time.

He said, he had no glory.

I came down in that store,

no one was around me.

A dust of history 

I saw clearly over all the books.

My eyes had to adapt in the light

of an old wish.

I have seen stories 

told before but this story

knows an extraordinary begin

without a start.

It sounds like a smile.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

December 2, 2019

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10075369-on-the-hill-of-green-fields-and-a-silver-sun

https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1639828676

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10075347-forever-i-would-be-standing-there-here-over-here-even

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10075335-unexpectedly-they-returned-i-saw-them-all-returned-in-one

Jonathan D. Spence – The Memory Palace of Matteo Ricci

New York, N.Y.: Viking Penguin, 1984

Jonathan Spence – Het geheugenpaleis van Matteo Ricci

De missie van een Jezuiet in China, 1552-1610



1. De bouw van het paleis

pagina 16

“Ricci zelf zag niets vreemds of buitengewoon lastigs in het bouwen

van geheugenpaleizen. Hij had die methode, in combinatie met een hele reeks

andere technieken om de stof die je op school werd aangeboden in het geheugen

te prenten, van jongs af toegepast.”

pagina 23

“In een bepaalde vaste volgorde geplaatst, konden ze worden gebruikt

om de opslag in en de onsluitingsmechanismen van het geheugenpaleis

zelf aan te vullen.”

Photograph II : Jonathan D. Spence – The Memory Palace of Matteo Ricci

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Pinecone and stars

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Pinecone and stars

In the latest dream,

a right arm with five fingers

holds the air by latest thin Air!

In a white wall room, 

the ground left my feet, body

and eyes … I could not hold,

it no longer!

In a sky, far away, two wheels

go faster, faster and fastest,

a 100 miles an Hour, 

the body turns the Soul of all Times … 

I see, a distance is not that far away …

when a man in my mirror silences, the night.

I go asleep, the bed is mine,

whitened as the river in my dream,

and I hear, I hear it All

flowing, flushing and brushing.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

December 2, 2019

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10075656-i-smile-so-easily-lately

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9939285-as-i-watched-time-go-by-i-looked-at-a

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9242294-an-old-tree-stood-for-the-moon-by-darkness-as

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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A metallic clock

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

A metallic clock

There was a day in our human history,

that was never There.

I cannot listen that good

but carefully.

I will not see because of a blinded man.

I should not whisper but watch the wind.

There was a day in my day,

where 2 legs broke my shattered shoulders.

The day lives in a soul, a soul that does not

live on our planet of universe.

A day has a light I only was able

to see in full high level beyond any levels.

A day has a horse.

The horse was blinded by a red light.

While the numbers on my watch, gave green light!!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

December 1, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : A.A. Milne (1882-1956) – Piglet and Eeyore in my Toilet room

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In the white figure

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

In the white figure

I was given, figures.

To learn how to cycle one Triangle.

In the tale of tales,

a mechanic word

in your brain structure

failed, so,

my magnetic left hand.

It was, supposed.

Under my whitest tale,

the tailor made a legend.

I say, I cannot speak in my days

because the darkest figure was blinded,

completely blinded!

In my clothes, no one is safe.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

December 1, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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My special book

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

My special book

When I write, my hairs are lost

in Time.

I refuse a new Barber.

When I write, I think about

what cannot be written; may it so.

In the clear message, a message

was hidden, you can’t see.

Because of my special book,

some guests have written,

down a new name.

In the light of a new area,

the lightest light has lost

a small book.

You see, in all creativity,

the clue made it in one Dream.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

December 1, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The Crystal Ball, yesterday morning, at my Home and my House

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Because of Time

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Because of Time

I saw someone

new on my pavement,

downstairs in my streets.

It is the new financial advisor.

She has been there at her Office,

for a long but not, the longest Time.

He changed her clothes.

There was no waste of Time.

It seemed, the story was lost,

one day, you remember the day

before it, All began.

The next word was a figure,

in the whole saga.

As it was, invincible.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

November 30, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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