So…
Silence, winds, cold.
There seems not to be much around here.
And this appeared in front of me.
No, I did not use my hands nor any brush to create these traces.
A prelude of life without me? What remains?
So…
Silence, winds, cold.
There seems not to be much around here.
And this appeared in front of me.
No, I did not use my hands nor any brush to create these traces.
A prelude of life without me? What remains?
– from the School of No Media site –
In parallel to the Chinese Yin and Yang principles, our digital reality is composed binary digits – the bits – composed of ones and zeros, yet our culture seems to emphasize only the ones, only the fullness
— at the expense of our emptiness —
As per the hourglass visualization, the clarifying process of decantation takes time, yet dramatic events like death or disease can speed up the unlearning phase.
Regardless of our books, our words and our philosophies, death – the so-called “great equalizer” – will create an outstanding silence.
What traces will be treasured by the next generation?
The essence of normalcy is the refusal of reality. Ernst Becker
We’re not in Kansas anymore…
The weeks spent in I.C.U. were like an eternity in hell (more in another entry).
Later in rehab I was shown “Encounters at the End of the World,” Werner Herzog’s masterpiece. To my amazement, it was as if someone was describing the universe I had barely escaped from.
Just like those divers going through massive layers of ice with only one hole to come back to the surface,
while it had been all about life or death, there had been absolutely no road map.
I had been submerged too and was still gasping for air.
http://youtu.be/MImYM87jOtU
Such a life-changing experience leaves traces. Most concepts become just “stuff.”
Reminds me of the joke about those five Jews:
Everything is one (Abraham). Everything is love (Jesus-Christ). Everything is economics (Karl Marx). Everything is sex (Sigmund Freud).
Everything is relative (Albert Einstein)
Un branle-bas de cette nature change tout et laisse des traces. La plupart des concepts apparaissent comme des “trucs machins.”
Ça me rappelle la blague des cinq Juifs:
Tout es un (Abraham). Tout est amour (Jésus-Christ). Tout est économique (Karl Marx). Tout est sexuel (Sigmund Freud). Tout est relatif (Albert Einstein).
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