Today, January 15, 2020 marks the 170th anniversary of the birth of a sober soul.. a man whose vision and thought were deeply spiritual, authentically nondualistic.
Due to the status of "Great National Poet", we have been told about Eminescu since school... but what is a pity is that we were formally told, and his work, although extensive, has been reduced (for students) to a study chapter of the Romanian language textbook, required at the baccalaureate... and that's it.
Moreover, it has been repeatedly suggested by some politicians that it should be removed from the curriculum, because it is not "politically correct"!!
His main activity was that of a journalist,but he is known as a romantic poet.
And behind these beautiful words are lost essential aspects, defining for the soul and its work.
"The purpose of your life is to seek yourself."
"Equality only exists in mathematics."
"The opportunity is fast to run and lazy to turn."
"A man's work can be paid for. His character, his culture, never."
"For almost two thousand years we have been preached to love each other, and we tear ourselves apart."
"There should be no choice between character and intelligence..."
"If we don't get something, let's just say we don't understand than give it a false explanation."
"I understand that a man can have everything with nothing and nothing with everything."
"We're confused, we don't know what we want, what to do, what to get,Mihai Eminescu
what to reject, who to trust; we no longer understand each other and we no longer hear each other:
we need an idea that clears all our heads and puts us all together at work (...)
That's why you banish the herd of these bastards
who work nothing and have nothing and want to live like the richest people;
they know nothing and want to teach your children and they don't have enough brains to save themselves
and they want to save you all".
" What I wish you sweet Romania " or " On arms " are just two of the poems with an obviously patriotic theme.
His feeling was not a façade,as sometimes happens in the case of personalities. He was an active campaigner for the rights of Romanians in Ardeal and for national unity.
The Romanian government sought to conclude a pact with Austria-Hungary, in which it renounced its claims on the Ardeal and committed to eliminate all those classified as "nationalists." During that time, many gave up their values and principles to be removed from the list of outcasts.
But Eminescu did not agree to make any compromises, keeping the values of his soul steadfast.
Gheorghe Panu recounts in "Memories of Junimea" a piece of advice that Eminescu gave him: "Pain, you know there's nothing more interesting in this world than the history of our people, his past... Still, it's an almost uninterrupted string of martyrs."
Eminescu was one of them.
"They'll live on your trail in the funeral convoy,Mihai Eminescu, Letter I, 1881
Splendid as an irony with careless glances. . .
And on top of all it will speak a little one,
Not glorifying you . . . polishing on it
Under your shadow name. Here's everything that's waiting for you.
You'll see. . . posterity is even more just.
Unable to reach you, do you think they'll want to admire you?
They will of course applaud the thin biography
To try it, it's not a big deal,
That you were as human as they are. . . Magulit is each
That you weren't more like him. And the prostate nostrils
And inflates them in scholarly gatherings
When they talk about you. It's been underway since before
It's an ironic grimace to praise you in words.
So icant the hand of anyone, it will fix you,
They're going to say there's everything they won't understand. . .
But other than that, they're going to give your life
To find him many spots, evils and little scandals—
These all bring you closer to them. . . No light
What in the world have you poured it, but sins and guilt,
Fatigue, weakness, all the evils that are
In a fatal way related to a handful of earth;
All the little filth of a tormented soul
Much more will attract them than anything you've ever thought."
"Gradually, connections emerge that we would have discovered from the bits of official or official information of the time. His voice, unique in the concert of the politician's time, had to be extinguished.Zoe Dumitrescu Bușulenga
He's very upset about his truth, the AbsoluteSeeker!' For for him, there was no truth of the conjuncture of the parties, but only the truth of the Romanian nation for which he lived and for which he was sacrificed."
Mihai Eminescu was passionate about yogic spirituality, "being the first Romanian translator in the Sanskrit language".
He translated a Sanskrit grammar textbook into Romanian.
Why is that?
He needed Sanskrit because the ocidental philosophers apparently didn't meet him, and then he looked into the World Knowledge Tank for something deeper... something authentic.
In addition to his passion for Sanskrit, the height of his soul was found in his works.
An authentic seeker, when reading them can easily recognize in his soul that light... depth that cannot be manufactured by the human mind,to which Eminescu connected.
"At first, when he was neither being nor being,
While everything was lacking in life and will,
When nothing was hidden, even though it was still hidden...
When self-absorbed he rested the unfathomable.
Fu chasm? Genus? Fu noian stretched out by the water?
It wasn't a good world, and it wasn't a good idea to understand it,
For it was a darkness like a great ray,
But neither to see, nor to see eyes to see it.
The shadow of the unmade had not started to unravel,
And in itself at peace ruled eternal peace!...
But once a point moves... the first and only. Here he is.
How out of chaos does he make a mummy, and he becomes the Father!...
That point of motion, much weaker than the foam ye,
He's the boundless master over the edges of the world..."
A lot goes by,
In hearing we sound a lot,
Who remembers all
And he'd listen to them?...
You sit back,
When with empty noises
Weather passes, weather comes.
The future and the past
I'm a two-girl tab,
See the beginning at the end
Who knows how to teach them;
Everything that was or will be
Currently we have it all,
But of their vainness
He asks you and reckons.
With a siren song,
The world is shining;
To change the actors in the scene,
He's baiting you in whirlpools;
You're sneaking around,
Don't even notice,
From your path outside
If he calls you, he calls you
Sharpen the truth in idols, stones, wood,
For it is only in this way that all the unworthy people understand
Of the people of the day the sublime truth
What you say in parables, and we have it from heaven.
I don't believe in Jehovah either
Nor in Buddha Sakya – Muni,
Not in life, not in death,
Not in lights like some.
Dreams are one and the other
And it's still one for me
If I live forever in the world
If I die in the neighbors.
All-these holy mysteries,
For man tongue-in-cheek
In vain you think, for the thought
Really nothing in the world changes.
And because in nothing
I don't think so, oh, give me peace
I'm doing as I see it
And do as you like.
Don't envelop my thinking
Nor with clean and antique style,
All of them are on the right side of the place.
I remain what I was: – romantic.