Regret not The poets My dear past I know no story To alphabet I listen, but To be the self The quodlibet Is mine Fear not The artists My dear present I own no force From metaverse we buy, but To do the care The universe Is ours Worry not The prophets My dear future I plan no goal For amazon they work, but To become the best The horizon Is theirs For the German version and more, see https://mathias-sager.com/

Here are a few selected practical points/questions, which, among others, were discussed at the Education 2.0 Conference in Dubai last weekend from an international, multi-disciplinary and inter-generational perspective. How would you answer? If learners (including learners with special conditions) do not understand how we teach, then we should make ourselves…

THE GRANDE OF LIFE After the fact it starts Not kind, but smart The beginning denying Scientific high without the why Explaining the course, ignoring the source Why don’t we understand the grande Of life’s flow and what lets grow The trees and bees, desires of men He who dies forgets the lies The art of a reborn heart — DIE GRÖSSE DES LEBENS Irgendwann begonnen Nicht freundlich, doch besonnen Des Anfangs zurückgewiesener Ursprung Wissenschaftliches Hoch ohne das Warum Den Verlauf erklärend, die Quelle verklärend Warum verstehen wir nicht die Grösse Vom Fluss des Lebens und was wachsen lässt Die Bäume und Bienen, das Wünschen der Menschen Erst drüben vergessene Lügen Wiedergeborene Herzen vermögen

DRUGKEEPER I haven’t known myself I see what’s on their shelf Went to the drug keepers bar No need to mix or shake It’s just a simple take I’ve learned to look within Accepting the soul’s very pain More than a chemical reaction No predefined mistake Medicines promise a fake …

THE GOLDEN HORN A storm of blowing form Into the golden horn A new chord is born Summoned to be reborn Not one tone alone Together they are grown Above and one below How lovely the music’s flow — DAS GOLDENE HORN Ein Sturm wehender Form Hinein ins goldene Horn Akkorde werden geboren Zur Wiedergeburt verschworen Nicht ein Ton ist’s nur Vereint gewachsen und pur Von unten und einer empor Die Musik verzaubert das Ohr

Nothing heard, nothing seen? That’s often when the most happens. To the universe and back, back in my new studio. Here again, something in text and picture. All the best GALACTIC DOOR How I missed To see behind The monstrous burden Of past beliefs An inspired choice For a space of health…

Looking back to the last 10 years*, 7 in Japan, 3 in Switzerland, it feels exciting, like having entered a second life. Without shame of losing face, studying, and practicing. A learning path to Awareness Intelligence. *Yes, sometimes I also look back … to learn without regret and without pressure…

If open enough, one encounters ideas, even new ones, for which even the words are missing. If one tries to name these ideas aptly, our spelling is doubted. Clearly, the monopoly of defining terms and declaring important existing ideas dictates, and those who do not comply are left as irrelevant…

THE THREE STAGES Vague, almost hidden Near-sighted push away Threatening, beastly aggression Underneath; it underestimates its position A dictatorship of the past High, overly bright Far-sighted pullover Unsurmountable, natural lure Overlying; it overestimates its position As there was no tomorrow Connected, intelligently aware Out-sighted center here Inviting, still wisdom Lying in between; it levels its position Closes the circle of time