Sunday, October 30, 2016

National Holiday



 

 

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dedicated to:
28 - 10 - 2016



Sunday, October 23, 2016

The writings of MD





“As soon as we start putting our thoughts into words and sentences everything gets distorted, language is just no damn good—I use it because I have to, but I don’t put any trust in it. We never understand each other.”





“The creative act is not performed by the artist alone; the spectator brings the work in contact with the external world by deciphering and interpreting its inner qualifications and thus adds his contribution to the creative act.”





“Destruction is also creation.”




“I feel shame, not for the wrong things I have done, but for the right things that I have failed to do.”






“If a shadow is a two-dimensional projection of the three-dimensional world, then the three-dimensional world as we know it is the projection of the four-dimensional Universe. ”


 


“There is no solution because there is no problem.”





“I force myself to contradict myself in order to avoid conforming to my own taste.”

Marcel Duchamp

Sunday, October 16, 2016

My old friend





 

“My old friend, what are you looking for?
After years abroad you’ve come back
with images you’ve nourished
under foreign skies
far from you own country.’




‘I’m looking for my old garden;
the trees come to my waist
and the hills resemble terraces
yet as a child
I used to play on the grass
under great shadows
and I would run for hours
breathless over the slopes.’

 
‘My old friend, rest,
you’ll get used to it little by little;
together we will climb
the paths you once knew,
we will sit together
under the plane trees’ dome.
They’ll come back to you little by little,
your garden and your slopes.’

 
‘I’m looking for my old house,
the tall windows
darkened by ivy;
I’m looking for the ancient column
known to sailors.
How can I get into this coop?
The roof comes to my shoulders
and however far I look
I see men on their knees
as though saying their prayers.’

 
 
‘My old friend, don’t you hear me?
You’ll get used to it little by little.
Your house is the one you see
and soon friends and relatives
will come knocking at the door
to welcome you back tenderly.’

 
‘Why is your voice so distant?
Raise your head a little
so that I understand you.
As you speak you grow
gradually smaller
as though you’re sinking into the ground.’

 
 
‘My old friend, stop a moment and think:
you’ll get used to it little by little.
Your nostalgia has created
a non-existent country, with laws
alien to earth and man.’

 
‘Now I can’t hear a sound.
My last friend has sunk.
Strange how from time to time
they level everything down.
Here a thousand scythe-bearing chariots go past
and mow everything down” 
Giorgos Seferis

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Not A Naked Lunch





“A paranoid is someone who knows a little of what's going on. ”




 

 
 
“I don't care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it.”




 

 
 
“Desperation is the raw material of drastic change. Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape. ”



 

 

 “Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.”






“The first and most important thing an individual can do is to become an individual again, decontrol himself, train himself as to what is going on and win back as much independent ground for himself as possible”



 

 

 “There is nothing more provocative than minding your own business.”


 

 

“When you stop growing you start dying.”


 

 
“Love? What is it? Most natural painkiller what there is.”

William S. Burroughs